The Boss' Wife
The Chapter 95 Minder

"Ra we're sitting at the same table. With Oma, Mika, Hanum, Mom. Mas Abyan, Mas Aziz, Mas Darman, Mas Idris, Dad, at their special table" Falisha explained as we walked into the building to start the event. "That's it." Falisha pointed a round table on a white cloth.

There were Oma, Mother, Hanum, and Mika.

"Are we both late?" I'm looking for Mas Abyan.

See it all on wearing black suits for men and women wearing dresses.

It looks like I'm the only one using the veil.

I don't want this precious face to be exposed everywhere.

"Sorry, we're late" Falisha told Mother, Hanum, Mika, and Oma.

"It's normal, Ma'am." said Hanum.

"You wear a veil, Ra?" ask Oma.

"Yes, Oma. I'm ashamed to see people." I explained.

"Then why?" ask Oma.

"Then my face will be everywhere. Can't walk free." I said meaningfully.

"Oh." Smiling, I understood what I meant.

"Oh..." Mas Abyan was behind and holding my shoulder.

"Let go, Mas." I let go of Mas Abyan's grip.

Mas Abyan stood beside me. "Mamas chair, where?" tanyakanya.

"Mamas is sitting with Dad there." show Falisha not far from us.

"Times in separation?" Abyan did not agree.

"This is the women's section, the men's section there." explains Hanum.

Mas Abyan sounded like he was breathing rough. "Mamas get there first, Ay. Don't miss." stroked my head.

"What the hell, Mas?" maluku who saw Oma, Mother, Mika, Falisha, Hanum was smiling.

"Mom why did you just leave the room in the afternoon?" ask Falisha start kepo. "It's usually morning prayers, out cooking."

"Eh, Ma! It's just coming out in the afternoon, it's a few minutes" Hanum told Falisha. "Please know, Bi Tuti has to bring food to your room."

"Yes let it go, Num. Another production season." bela Oma with a smile.

"Yes, like never" replied Falisha.

"Yes not also night until afternoon too" said Hanum did not want to lose.

"Eh you know where we're from, we're doing it from night? I'll be home at about 2 to the house." explains Falisha.

"That means from dawn." guessed Hanum.

"No! If you want to know, from the morning wake up." explained Falisha. " Elu, Ma'am. From when?" ask Falisha to me.

"From yesterday." replied me who was upset like there was no other question. Make me ashamed.

"Go home at 2. Shame on me." joked Falisha.

"Honestly, Ma'am." Hanum told me.

"Shame, Sister Zahra." continued Falisha again.

"Yes-yes shame, not like you, Ma'am" Hanum told Falisha.

"What are you?" not to lose Falisha.

"Yes, to be honest. Night until dawn. Lah y'all, until the afternoon." reply Hanum increasingly menjahili Falisha and me.

"Eh, Num. Darman comes home every day. I'm the same as Zahra, fortunately only once a month to go home. That's why once met full service." replied Falisha getting hotter.

"Don't fight." Sari's mother mediates. "Your discussion is heard by the neighbors" he continued.

It made us all smile.

"Mik, how are you?" Falisha kepo with Mika who was silent.

"Gue this way, how else" Mika replied casually.

"Mas Idris get it back?"

"Rome 2 times a day." explains Mika.

"Your son." explains Falisha. "We both have to be patient, Ma'am." Falisha held my arm.

"That's how! You know not the news hebo." obviously I want to joke all of them.

"What?" ask Falisha.

"Overnight Mas Abyan admitted something." I explained.

"Wait on! I really don't think so, Mother. Mas Abyan did not want to go home to his second wife." Falisha explained to me surprised.

"That's right, Sha."

"What do you mean?" Oma looks curious.

"Do you know the problem of Mas Abyan and Mas Aziz?" ask Falisha.

Mom smiles.

"What's the matter, Ri?" Oma held the hand of the curious Mother Sari.

"That, Ma. Mas Dameer reprimands Abyan and Aziz. If you can go home to see their wives, the pity of Falisha and Zahra is always in the number twoakan. To the extent that Mas Dameer said, if Abyan and Aziz were, it was really appropriate to say a couple who were never separated. So Aziz and Abyan said to go home to their second wife."

We all smile, afraid to hear people.

"It is natural, said Dameer, Ri. I see Abyan and Aziz are always busy. After marriage gets busy, to the point of forgetting the honey moon. It feels like the company is closed." joked Oma.

"If it's closed to our poor, Oma." joked Hanum.

"Shut it up for a while" replied Oma.

"Hmmm!" Hanum seemed to be unable to argue.

I saw Mas Abyan's family, completely different. They look compact, while my family, a lot of problems. Even if their intentions are good.

Jeng jeng jeng.

"The way has begun" said Falisha. "Ra, you'll be ready soon. After I go upstairs. You go straight through the back. Keep standing in front of the entrance. If I call and open the door. You go straight in and go upstairs, okay!" obviously Falisha is long.

"What if I don't ride, Sha?" shame me.

"Tuh Ishana who sat near the famous artists who would represent you took the trophy."

"It's always been that way, huh?"

"Ultually, time you didn't want to. He took it. As a representative, as well as your fans. Let him see you present. In the back row many are waiting for you." show Falisha at the back.

I saw a lot of young people gathered, carrying posters that read Zahra simalakama I love you and others.

After seeing the circumstances, I also want to see the reaction of Ishana when she idolized all this time, is me.

"Okay, I agree."

"Sip!"

"We call Ms. Falisha from the Angkasa Earld group movie. As a representative of the company leader." said the presenter of the famous artist on stage.

The camera highlighted the standing Falisha, with claps of hands filling all the buildings.

Don't know why? I saw Falisha tonight was so perfect. He is tonight, not like my friend who likes to be ignorant. Look at Mas Abyan's desk, Mr. Aziz, Doctor Idris, Dameer's father, Mas Darman. It also looks perfect.

Honestly, I feel inferior, and not worth it here.

My eyes were on Mas Abyan.

Mas Abyan also looked at me, with a blink of an eye. My vision went straight in the other direction.

Sitting far away is still Mas Abyan teasing me.

"Mom, Oma, Mika, Hanum. I'm going back first. Intar Mik, you videoin me huh?" I asked to be documented.

How do I walk on the red carpet?

My heart wants to be broken.

"Yes, Ra. Spirit." said Mika.

"Hmmm!" I stood walking in the direction that Falisha was pointing.

This oath first showed me. I hope the people there don't know me.

I stood in front of the door, slightly looking at the television screen on the wall. In order to know, when Falisha called me.

Bismillah may Mas Abyan not be angry, if he is angry I am forced to stop.

I will enjoy this day well, so that in the future Mas Abyan will deny me.

I won't regret it.

Jeng jeng jeng.

"We welcome, our author, Zahra Simalakama." cried Falisha.

The door opened, everyone and the camera looked at me.

Seriate...