MY LOVELY BOSS
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“Lo overslept what the hell? Long time in the bathroom!” ridwan grumbled when Zoya had just sat down before him.

“Kalo hungry just eat aja Mas, the food is ready. Stay am only fussy.” Reply Zoya without looking directly into Ridwan's eyes, he was afraid that his heart was back because it had been hard to calm down.

“Ambilin!” Ridwan thrust out his plate.

“Adjustments! Don't you ask for a bribe?” gerutu Zoya but his hands deftly take rice and side dishes Ridwan cuisine.

“Sekalian also do not nolak, aaa..” ledek Ridwan who has opened his mouth.

“Eat yourself! Great too, spoiled!”

“That was nawarin!”

“Udah eat do not have much to say Mas. Abis eat directly misah-misahin pesenan. My friends at the protest he said WA to Mas Ridwan not bales-bales.”

“My males, temen lo at first aja pesen end-end ngajakin road.”

“Yes is okay, yes. If you need to ntar I set the minimum order limit so that you can walk with Mas Ridwan. Pretty order I can go up.”

“Iyain-iyain! Just delicious! Long time you've been selling I'm not selling misting.” Ridwan clucked in annoyance.

“Handering, Mas. If Mas Ridwan is disturbed by the invitation of campus friends I just love them if Mas Ridwan tuh oranges eat oranges.” Zoya replied lightly.

“Heh! It seems like lo. It's enough well only the neighbors here are the talk of you, others do not! Really want to ruin my reputation.” Ridwan.

“Awas aja if you are not talking to the campus teams lo. I guarantee you will not be able to work in the company LoveWare.” Continued threat.

Hahahaha.Zoya laughed until he almost choked. Um! He sipped the water in his glass until half was left. “Indeed Mas Ridwan who the hell until I can not enter the company LoveWare?”

“Gue has.” Ridwan answered confidently.

Zoya is making more and more, her tears just barely come out. “Funny Mas Ridwan this. just one week selling LoveWare products aja ngaku-ngaku who have a company. Impossible Mas!”

“Kalo Mas Ridwan who has LoveWare means I am the main inductor, I will sell it for a long time. Very well too.”

“Dilangin do not believe. Look out lo if I'm back as sultan, I fired!” said Ridwan cynically.

“Fired aja, which there is Mas Ridwan I fired from this contract.” Answer Zoya.

“By the way now Mas Ridwan's cooking is getting better. Tomorrow I teach you to cook a new menu again yah.”

“Males, I'm not a chef.” Ketus Ridwan's.

“Hey can't do that. This is also for the good of Mas Ridwan in order to learn to be a dream husband when forgetting anyway?” Zoya.

“A Gilang was ngabarin if ntar malem will release marketing team locker on LoveWare website, get info from Mba Rika. So if accepted the possibility of next week I can work there. When I've worked, I will definitely go home in the afternoon, most only can cook for breakfast, in the afternoon Mas Ridwan cook himself equally cooked for dinner as well so I go home to work and eat.”

“Turn me to campus want to change classes, move to employee classes anyway stay two more semesters.”

“Tomorrow I also hand over a credit withdrawal note to Mas Ridwan, so if I work Mas Ridwan can travel around the same credit bar.” Zoya is at length.

“Sama-sama is good Mas, we are cooperating with each other. You can't just agree to agree!” zoya concluded, he then cleaned up the rest of their lunch.

“Let me do it, all of you want to make fried bananas ntar want A Gilang here. We want to make a cover letter together.” Further.

“Cross milling milling is constantly discussed. He wants to come just prepared with food, I told him to cook by himself.” Ridwan.

“By what Mas?”

“Ngak!”

“I can cry yah! Mas Ridwan can't be like A Gilang, he's already I consider brother. Naturally dong if adek nyiapin snack for his brother who wants to come.” Zoya.

“Iya-iya very reasonable dah.” Reply Ridwan, lazy.

In the afternoon when Ridwan and Zoya are repackaging the ordered products to make them more attractive, Gilang comes with Zoya's favorite drink. The girl immediately left Ridwan and a pile of unfinished loveware products they packed.

“I brought you your favorite strawberry juice nih.” Gilang gave it to Zoya.

“Still, A. So ngerepotin A Gilang. Aa go in first, I made a fried banana earlier.”

“You must have intentionally made Aa? Habit if Aa wants to come here like this nyiapin. Next time Aa if you want to come here do not want to ngabarin it let you not bother to bebikin.” Gilang.

“Kepedean! No bother at all, this child was making fried bananas because I asked.” Sela Ridwan who suddenly stuck between the two. Seeing them talk to me you've made Ridwan unhappy. Part of him felt insincere if Zoya was close to Gilang, let alone the attitude of the girl turned a hundred and eighty degrees, so sweet when talking to Gilang, so sweet, while with her always gas pol without brakes.

“Zoy, bring here the fried banana.” Further.

“Mas Ridwan what the hell is going along! Back packing there do not disturb A Gilang.” Zoya lirih.

“Who is bothering? I as the host actually welcomed the guests with a friendly. You've already taken the banana.”

“hish! Ngeselin dah.” Grouser Zoya. “For A, I'll go back first. What would I drink? Coffee kayak usually?” tawar Zoya and Gilang nodded.

“Gue water, Zoy. Save more let lo cepet rich.” Connect Ridwan.

“Nawarin Mas Ridwan! Take it yourself!” ketus Zoya as she passed into the kitchen.

“Bener-ener lo yah!” Anxious Ridwan felt that he did not follow him to the kitchen, as usual they returned the cok check long enough back there.

Gilang who could clearly hear their unfaithful mouths were envious. Zoya never spoke after that when she was with him.

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