Being Mommy My Boss's Son

Pulang Kampung's

Today Nesha, Farhan, Sifa and Nathan are ready to sit in their car to return to Nesha's hometown. Farhan drove the car at a moderate speed. Nathan looked carefree and chattered happily in Nesha's lap. The distance between the town of J and the village of Nesha only takes three hours. After crossing the border they finally reached the hometown of Nesha and Sifa. Farhan stopped his car in front of the grounds of a rather magnificent house. Nesha was born into a family. His father was a contractor for a company. While his mother inherited the family business is a fairly large compection. The employees totaled twenty people. Nesha even built a boutique that sold her own stitches. So no doubt if Nesha has her own house and car. But because of his ideals who want to study business management majors, Nesha applied for work at Farhan's Bank. Yes itung while learning to find experience. Because there is a saying that says "Eksperience Is the Best Teacher" which means experience is the best teacher.

Nesha gets out of the car and holds Nathan. Nesha walked side by side with Farhan towards the house. Mama Ranti greeted them in front of the terrace.

" Ma Assalamu'alaikum." Sapa Nesha's.

" Wa'alaikumsallam dear." Mama Ranti.

The four of them took turns to greet Mama Ranti's hand with reverence.

" Let's go in, Grandma's granddaughter let's carry." Mama Ranti. Nathan extended his hand towards Mama Ranti, Mama Ranti immediately carried her.

" What's so heavy, Grandma's granddaughter, what's that eating?" Said Mama Ranti while kissing Nathan's cheek.

" Oma's rice matan." Nathan Sahut.

" Well, I'm good at talking." Said Mama Ranti.

Everyone sat on the living room sofa chatting with Mama Ranti.

" nice... Make coffee donk for Nak Farhan." Said Mama Ranti.

" Oh yes Ma, Bentar ya Mas." Nesha.

Nesha made drinks for everyone including Sifa, whereas Sifa's house was not far from there but if she went back to Nesha's house. Sometimes his parents go to the head. Nesha came out of the kitchen with a tray in her hand.

" In the drink." Said Nesha serving her drink on the table.

" Thank you Yank." Farhan.

" Thank You Beb." Sifa.

" Make a Mi." Nathan goes along to thank Nesha.

" Don't thank Ma." Nesha looked at her mother who was about to open her mouth.

" he's.. Yes Nes." Mama Ranti.

" Dear let's go around with Mami, Mami want to show a large expanse of rice fields there." Nesha.

" Come on Mi." Nathan descends from his grandmother's lap and approaches Nesha.

" I'm coming with you..." Sifa.

" Sif you're not coming home? Lo deket house go home first not kangen what the same Bonyok." Nesha.

" What if Nathan comes with Mama to Sari's grandmother's house?" Sifa looked at Nathan.

" Cali's grandmother?" Nathan asked plain.

" Yes Nathan's grandmother, too." Answer Sifa.

" Wouldn't you?" Ask Sifa.

" Want Ma." Nathan Sahut.

" Yes, let's carry Mama, Let Mami and Papi rest here." Sifa.

" Understanding lo Beb, Yes already titip Nathan ya, Hearts greetings to Aunt Sari." Nesha.

" Yoi." Sifa carried Nathan walking towards her house.

" Let's take a break in the room." Take Nesha.

" Ma Farhan rest first." Pamit Farhan's.

" Yes please." Mama Ranti.

Chequek...

Nesha opened her room, a room large enough for the size of the room in the village, Nesha went inside. Farhan circulated his gaze staring at Nesha's neat room who had somehow not been inhabited for a long time. He walked to Nesha's booklet. Until his eyes saw the photo of two people who were hugging, they seemed happy to smile at the camera.

Degs.... Farhan's heart rumbles knowing Nesha still has a photo of her ex-boyfriend. Nesha approached Farhan who was sculpting in front of his book closet.

" Did anything interest you until you got to stand here?" Ask Nesha. Farhan did not flinch.

" Mass." Nesha touched Farhan's arm.

" What's wrong, tell me what's wrong?" Nesha asked who was still unaware of Farhan's annoyance. Nesha stood before Farhan looking into his eyes.

" What's up? You tambet?" Nesha moved her hand in front of Farhan's face. Farhan looked towards him.

" Do you love your ex-boyfriend so much, Yank?" Ask Farhan. Nesha's forehead shriveled, He did not understand what Farhan was saying.

" What do you mean, Mom? Tell me clearly don't be rich' little boy, you're old so you can take a stand." Nesha.

" Have you ever found a picture of me with my ex-wife, or my ex-boyfriend in my house?" Ask Farhan.

" no...Or maybe not yet." Answer Nesha.

" You'll never find it because I didn't keep it." Farhan.

" You don't keep the picture, but if you keep his name in your heart it's a lie." Nesha Sahut.

" I didn't keep the picture, let alone the name." Farhan.

" then?" Nesha looked at Farhan.

Farhan turned Nesha's body.

" Do you see that picture?" Farhan pointed to the picture frame that was on Nesha's study table. Nesha's gaze followed in the direction Farhan pointed. His eyes are round, his mouth gaping at the photo of him and Rendi during High School. Nesha immediately took the frame, then took the picture.

" I'm sorry I don't know, but since I graduated I went straight to town, so I'm not going to waste it." Obviously Nesha tore the photo into small little pieces.

" It's just that I don't wanna say." Connect Nesha.

" Yes kali Yank... Which husband is willing to see his wife still keeps a picture of another man." Midget Farhan while laying down on the bed. Nesha.

" I told you that I haven't been able to get a room, My Mom would never have come in here." Nesha Sahut.

" Well baby forget it, now sleep nathan there's a momong." Farhan hugged Nesha.

" Oh yes, Yank... Why don't you tell me you've been from a family that's been." Farhan.

" What do you do... All this is just a deposit.. It won't last, will it?" Nesha Sahut.

" Yes too... Yaudah bobok yuk." Farhan. The two slept together.

While at Sifa's house, Nathan had just taken a nap. Sifa activated the number that he had not activated yesterday. Lots of messages and missed calls from Jordan. He read one by one the messages Jordan sent him. The point is Jordan asked where Sifa went, Why didn't you come home last night? Though Jordan waited in front of the house until the morning, There was another message that said Sifa just misunderstood, Jordan did not meet until the last message made Sifa amused herself.

📲Om Jordan's

Sifa Love U Full ❤❤❤❤❤❤😘😘😘😍😍😗😙😙🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷

" Fuckin' Jordan shit... Why try to send a lot of spam... Hah I can't trust you Om sorry, which I'm obviously happy because I was called Mama without having to marry you.... Ahhhh glad not to be married Om Om... Singles... Im Coming's.." Monologue Sifa.

Sifa immediately lay down next to Nathan. He closed his eyes. He hopes he won't deal with that Jordan thing again.

TBC.....

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