The Uninvited Match
JTD Chapter 88

In a skyscraper lobby a German-made luxury sedan stopped and parked there. At exactly 10:00 Bayu and his family arrived at the company. He got out of the car and opened the door for his wingless angel who all the way kept holding his son.

Yep. Nayla continued to hold the Sultan even though the Sultan wanted to sit in the back with Sister Marni. He was like this because he continued to be haunted by the fear of losing the Sultan excessively. Bayu tries to calm and convince Nayla. Nayla is not willing to believe and confident in Bayu's words.

Bayu finally let what Nayla wanted to do. Although he was very worried about the fetus in the womb of his wife.

“Please go down dear,” said Bayu who let Nayla down so sweetly. Such a beautiful smile is engraved on the handsome face of Bayu with his plontos head that has been covered with fine hair.

“Papi today is so sweet, unfortunately I do not have a dime to give you tips, Pih.” Said Nayla who made the Sultan laugh crisply because he knew, Mother continued this is mocked the romance of the Papi.

Bayu rolled his eyes lazily when he saw himself laughing at his son because of his wife's teasing.

“Truly can not be romantic, at least if she can not say sweet words to thank her husband, she can return my sweet treatment with a smile. Not keep teasing me in front of my son. Nayla-Nayla's. Fortunately I love and hold you.” muttered Bayu in his heart.

Even though his heart was always upset like this, Bayu still took his wife and son who were always compact at her, laughed at her and mocked her. With a gallant Bayu walking while holding his son and wife, while Sister Marni walked following the steps of her third employer from behind.

All eyes in the company lobby are fixed on the three. Their arrival is the center of everyone's attention. Almost most of the Bayu employees looked questionably with the existence of Nayla who walked in a friendly coupling by Bayu.

Of course they looked questionably at Nayla's whereabouts. Because most of Bayu's employees hardly know if Bayu is married again, except Nathan and his secretary.

“Sultan, you want to know what it's like to be an artist?” nayla asked as she walked towards the elevator.

“Sure ma Mih, how does it feel?” the Sultan was so enthusiastic.

“It feels like this time, we are the center of attention of everyone we go through,” replied Nayla who smiled shyly and then covered her mouth with her right hand.

“Ah- Yes. Right Mih, they're watching us.” Said the Sultan who circulated his gaze to all corners of the lobby.

“Don't forget to give your best smile to them baby, you know artists always do that. Be a friendly man don't be cold, stiff and creepy like Papi mu.” Nayla was followed by the Sultan.

The sultan smiled kindly at the people who were paying attention to him and his parents. Inevitably the people who were mostly her husband's employees returned the smile of her boss' son who was very friendly.

“That Sultan his son Pak Bayu right? Sweet too if smile?” said one of Bayu's women who noticed the Sultan's sweet smile in his opinion.

“Not that he was jutek and cold rich father huh, why now another anyway? Then it's a bald girl but who wears bandana?” ask another woman to her friend.

“Eh, wait-wait. Their heads are both bald. Don't-don't the girl is Pak Bayu's wife.” Speak to one of the other women who made them exchange views.

“Ah, crazy lucky tuh chick.” Say them simultaneously.

“Break mass heart nih we all.”

“Iya Cin... hiks...hikss... termhek-mehek deh I...”.

“How are you doing, secretary Pak Bayu who always wants to be his future wife?”

“Hahaha.. eat tuh ngimpi in the middle of broad day so the wife of Pak Bayu.”.

In the Bayu workspace, within two hours Bayu's work room has been turned into a playground of Sultan and Nayla. How not Nayla remodeled her husband's workspace into a comfortable place for her and Sultan waited for Bayu to work while in the office.

As if he did not care about the aesthetics of his work room. Bayu was indifferent and did not care what Nayla and Sultan did with his study. Nayla bought a two-door refrigerator and its contents. He also bought children's games from slides, cars, motorcycles, swings even to a ball bath and it was all neatly arranged in the Bayu workspace.

Don't forget how tired office boy and office girl faces today are following all of Nayla's orders. Exactly at 12:00 p.m. Office Boy and Office girl who have not finished tidying up Sultan's new toys and books bought by Nayla online also resigned. They asked permission to rest for a while.

“Bu Nayla's. We permit a break first, because it is already twelve hours, it is time we break.” Said one of the heads of Office Boy on the 29th floor of Nayla.

“Oh yes, but wait a minute. You guys don't leave before the lunch I ordered you to come. Or if you want to wait in the lobby can also, but please yes who has me delivered here. That's also if you don't mind ya!” nayla replied with a friendly smile.

“Ba-good Mom. Thank you for giving lunch to us.” Reply Karto who does not believe Nayla who is ugly and annoying when giving orders to them while working earlier, turned out to be good hearted, paying attention to those who are already hungry.

“Sama-sama. Don't forget to go back and finish this mess!”

“Iya ma'am. Just relax.” Replied Karto who then looked down respectfully and followed with his nine men to retreat.

In their hearts, most of the boss' wives just buy them a pack of rice paddock with roasted chicken or rendang. But by the time they reached the lobby a courier from the posh restaurant Kafiera was delivering food to Nayla in considerable quantities.

“To, today we eat well.” Udin said, who had swallowed his saliva when he smelled the aroma of luxury cuisine that was so tempting worms stomach.

“Our Boss wife is now really steady, not stingy but Nauzubillah,” replied Karto to Udin who had already mere.mas-re mas arm of Karto, Karto, because I can't wait to eat the food menu immediately.

“Karto!” call receptionist Asmi not to use Miranda on Karto who is standing not far from the reception desk.

“This is for you said Bu Nayla but you told anterin to have him first he said.” Say the receptionist with his jutek look.

“Iya thanks Mbak Asmi.” Reply Karto who received a large plastic wrap consisting of seven boxes containing a food menu that smells very evocative serela.

“Who did you guys until you bought food from an expensive restaurant with his wife Bos?” ask Asmi who looks jealous of the honesty of the office boy and office girl on the 29th floor.

“Out of work rodi Mbak. Oath of a really big tug of wife Boss, Ma'am.” Karto replied with his accent.

“Hahaha... Time anyway? But you guys are very lucky, as long as you know yes, one box of rice that you will eat that price can pay for your contract for two months.”

“Hah, What Yes Mbak?” ask Karto not to believe it.

“Iya. Why am I lying. Udah gih anterin there than later in bawelin again.”

“New i-iya, not between them first.” Said Karto who immediately went to deliver a large plastic lunch his Boss' wife, he remembered the bad behavior of Nayla if something did not suit his wishes.

In a corner of the bathroom, a twenty-seven-year-old woman was crying bitterly. He was disappointed with his heart which turned out to have a wife who was so loved. The woman who was crying was Safana. Bayu's secretary who has worked for five years in the Bayu company.