MY LOVELY BOSS
Prospective Ghosts

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Morning blind or even still can be said to be the night before morning because at three o'clock more than thirty minutes Ridwan had sent a message to his papi secretary, Mikayla. Ridwan allows Zoya's blanket before heading to the kitchen to cook. Before the dawn of the adhan reverberated he was finished with his simple cooking. He rushes off before the girl awakens after landing a finger kiss on both of Zoya's cheeks.

Not to go home, Ridwan drove his vehicle to Davin boarding house. About fifty o'clock he arrived there and directly banged on Davin's bedroom door. The owner of the room opened the door with his eyes half closed.

“Tomple is my boarding key, Rid!” grumbled Davin while back curled up in his bed.

Ridwan pulls his best friend's blanket, “wake I need help!”

“Holiday, I want to sleep all day. Malem I push rank until dawn. Skip first ask for his help!”

“Lo think ads can be skipped! Come with me, sleep in the car!”

“Ngot quite lo Menuhin room I use the same bottle misting now you also encroach disturb my sleeping hours!” grouse Davin.

“Now is not the time to sleep! Hunting otw!” can't wait for Ridwan to pull his best friend. Davin, who is still in sleepy mode, even brought his blanket and pillow to the car.

“Down!” Ridwan opened the back door, Davin still curled comfortably there.

With lazy Davin opened his eyes, “padahal only say if you want to go home. Kirain otw where.” Without waiting for Ridwan, Davin cheered first. He had not set foot in the sultan's house for a long time, probably two months before his friend left.

“Morning gelatin, again what are you?” Davin greets Raizel who is counting his oma's cactus. This time he did not water it, the last time he got scolded by the Oma because bathing the expensive cacti. In the hand where the girl had crayons and picture books, it seemed that Oma had deliberately given the book so that her grandson would no longer draw in the living room.

“Jeli, Um. Not gelatin!” the little girl with long unraveled hair was a manyun, protesting.

“Same, what else do you do?” anxious, Davin pinched his best friend.

“Jeli again counting flowers Oma, Om. There are many tablets, this abis want Jeli flower pictures. Want to help Jeli count?”

“Om Davin can not count dear, because play HP continues.” Timpal Ridwan who had just arrived, he hugged his nephew's anxiety.

Jeli pensively for a while, he stared at the two adult men in front of him then lingered on his beloved Om in surprise.

“Why?” ask Ridwan.

“Means Om Ririd also can not count yah? Kan Om also play HP continue.” His words are so plain.

“Mam pus!” tease Davin.

“Heh? What's mam pus, Om?” Raizel asked again.

Ck! Ridwan glared annoyed at his best friend. The man really could not filter the sentence in front of the little boy.

“Don't be horrified Om Davin! He ngawur. Jeli in school has learned to count, right? Try Om test, one plus one how many hm?” Ridwan immediately tried to shift the focus of his nephew.

“Two, Om.”

“Child pinter.” Ridwan rubs dear Raizel's head. “Jeli continues to count the interest, Om the same Om Davin wants to enter first just keep going to work.” Further.

“Work? It's Saturday, um, off. Papa Dirga does not work, Opa too. Mending Om temenin Jeli play here, later Jeli also want to go to the house of bottle sister, Om Ririd anterin Jeli there?”

“Lain times aja well, dear.”

Although rejected, Raizel continued to follow his Om to and fro, until he repeatedly sighed Long.

“Kaleng, Please be your son! I want to go, I can't bear it if he ngintilin I mulu.” protest Ridwan, while his brother cool cooking with the mami.

“Take it, miss him has not played with lo for a long time. Mumpung holiday also.” Answer Kara without turning around.

“See, all take Razia.” Imbuh mami Jesi's.

“Mi, I want to bring Davin to the home of his future father-in-law. Jeli's carrying period with Razia anyway? Ntar is thought to be Davin duda.”

“Heh!” Davin stepped on the feet of his best friend. “who would want to go to the home of the future-in-law? I'm single.” Lirih.

“Diem!”

“Is that really Davin? Congratulations on that. Aunty is invited to marry.” Mami Jesi.

“Pa-definitely aunt.” Davin replied stammered, boro-boro married only girlfriend he did not have.

“Yes there is anterin Davin, let Jeli be with Mami. Nganterin people application let me spread your contagion.” Mami Jesi.

Ridwan hastily leaves when Raizel is brought his mami to feed the fish in the back pond, it's nothing he always can't bear if he doesn't obey Raizel's wishes. Although often troublesome but Raizel and Razia are like their own children.

“So, where is my future-in-law's house?” ask Davin when Ridwan has driven his car out of the house.

“My father-in-law is actually.” He answered lightly while stopping his car to call Mikayla, because since dawn until now it was eight o'clock there was no reply from the girl.

“Let me time ten minutes!” jolt Mikayla after being satisfied to berate Ridwan.

“Kalo is not a brother I fired already! No manners with boss.” Said Ridwan after ending the call.

“Mikayla?” ask Davin. Ridwan just nodded.

“But she's beautiful.”

“Lo cement? Take.” Ridwan.

“No ah, he's jutek.” Davin replied with a chuckle. Mikayla is beautiful but the first impression of meeting her yesterday was really unfriendly.

Not until ten minutes, the CV and softfile ID card Zoya is already on Ridwan's phone. “Oke us otw now.”

Throughout the journey Ridwan began to arrange words to be spoken to his future in-laws later, anyway once met have to deal can be blessing, because Zoya has answered whatever, because Zoya has answered whatever, it means it's up to him and the girl will obey. It is a wife candidate who is not troublesome. That's about the contents of Ridwan's brain at this time.

On the other hand, a girl kept looking at her phone. Repeatedly turn on and off internet data to check if the phone connection is bad? Or maybe even the phone that asked to change? He felt strange because since this morning Ridwan did not send any messages to him, the last chat entered about half-five was only to tell if he had prepared breakfast.

“Why the hell? Your HP is broken?” ask Gilang, they are indeed together at this time. Usually after studying together. The mode of learning together even though it is only a reason to be able to stay close to Zoya.

“It looks like yes, A. the time from earlier there was no incoming chat. Is the network ugly again yah?”

“Let me try your chat.” Gilang sent a short chat to Zoya and the message came straight. Making the look on Zoya's face was immediately disappointed.

He realized that his phone was fine, but his heart refused to realize, instead looking for reasons because there was no incoming message from the person he was waiting for. He wanted to send a message first but he had no reason to do so. Do you want an order misting to Ridwan? He is no longer his sales partner.

“It looks like you are not focusing, just rest. We'll continue to learn tomorrow.” Pamit Gilang, he was quite disappointed now the girl is getting away. Even when he spoke, he realized that only Zoya's body was in front of him while his soul went nowhere.

“Iya, A. Sorry well.”

“Nothing.” Reply before leaving.

After escorting Gilang out and closing back the rented gate, Zoya eagerly took the phone from her pocket when it rang, hoping that Ridwan would contact her. But a second later he again put on a lethargic face because the screen plastered is not a contact Ridwan, but Oma Jeli.

"Oh mom's already in front of campus? Forward at the ma'am, ntar nemu alley keep the ballon left, straight away. From there not far away, I was also in front of kok.” Respond politely.

Zoya opens her rented gate again, before long a red luxury car stops right in front of her.

“Box bottle...” shouted the little girl from inside there.

“Hai Jeli..” Zoya replied while waving back Jeli's hand. Seeing the cheerful little girl made her happy. Jeli is like a moodboster that can change his mood, cheerful and adorable.

“Please enter, mom. Sorry well messy, cramped too.” Zoya said.

“Please sit, mom. Sorry well on the floor, this is my contract but still thank God, comfortable.” Zoya said a little.

Mami Jesi observes Zoya's contract at a glance. He thought the address given to him the other day was the home address, the contract terms. But quite neat and very clean even though the pile of loveware products almost fulfill it.

“Croud ya ma'am? I haven't been quick because I haven't been hunted, just returned to college. If you want to look around or choose the product can be. I made you a drink first.” Zoya said, in any condition the soul of the marketing is still on the road.

“Not bother, sister bottle.” Mami Jesi so follow-up using the call.

“Yes, bottle sister don't bother.” Typal Raizel was busy removing the snacks he was carrying. “But if there is cold vanilla milk Jeli would like.” Further.

“Susu vanilla sister don't have. What about iced tea, would you? later sister make fried banana also.”

Jeli nodded, “mau sister.”

“Bentar well, brother makein first.”

“Jeli tagged..” the little girl trailed Zoya.

Feeling Jeli and Zoya for quite a long time did not return to make Mami Jesi kepo. He moved and went to the kitchen which was only wall-nosed. The chatty voice and laughter of his grandson from earlier was unceasingly heard.

Mami Jesi smiled in amazement at Zoya who was making fried bananas despite being pestered by Jeli beside her. The little girl even asked Zoya to carry a sling so she could see the banana being fried.

“It looks like Ridwan fits if he has the bottle's wife. Independent, still in college while working. Can take care of the house, can cook, love the same little children as well. Must be this ghost candidate.” His inner.

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It's long this gaes!

Don't forget the vote for the bottle sister.