Conquering Boss Killer

Accepting applications

Dret ... Dret .. Dret …

Laila's phone is ringing. Almost every night Laila's cell phone rings with calls of the same name as well as the same questions.

Two days passed since Darwis proposed to him at Radit's graduation ceremony. At that time, Laila had not answered Darwis' wishes. He also rejected the object with a small diamond protrusion.However, Darwis did not accept the rejection, because Laila's mouth did not answer no and did not answer yes.

Darwis tells Laila to bring the ring first. He also gave Laila a week to think. However, it had only been a day or two, the man had already asked about that. Even yesterday, Darwis also asked about it, when at first he said he only wanted to hear Laila's voice.

“Radit ..” call Laila on her son who sits on the sofa and enjoys the spectacle on the television screen.

“What, Mom?” asked Radit who saw the mother directly sitting next to him.

Previously, Laila had discussed this Dervish proposal to Bilqis. And Bilqis agreed if the mother wanted to marry again. Alsan Bilqis is like Radit. He also wanted the mother to be happy, after a long time the woman had never thought about her own happiness.

Bilqis also felt that Darwis was not a man who spread charm. She is also older than Laila. Bilqis feels that Dervish does need a friend for old age. Suitable with his mother who will later live alone after – children his son went to look for ideals – banda – each.

Radit received the cell phone Laila gave him. “What is this, Mom?”

“He called again. What do you have to answer?” ask Laila.

“Ya , I answered aja,” said Radit.

“What answer?” Laila asked again.

“Jawab at your heart, Mom. Mother's heart says what?”

Laila was silent. But the phone still vibrates and sounds, until the phone no longer makes a sound.

“Yeah, the phone's dead. Kasian from yesterday he called but I didn't answer,” Radit said.

“Abis how? Mother confused.”

Radit smiled too. Just this time, he saw the mother misbehaving like this. Usually Laila is a careless woman.

“Try, Radit check mom's heart first.”

There was the sound of Laila's heartbeat pounding so fast that the sound of dag dig du was felt in Radit's ears that slightly closer his ears to the mother's chest.

“Deg deg an this, Mom. Signs Mom also likes Om Darwis.”

Bugh

Laila hit her daughter's arm. “You said – ngadi aja.”

“Ish, sayin ngeyel,” Radit said.

“You are ngeyel.”

Dret ... Dret .. Dret …

“Tuh mobile mother sounds again,” said Radit again smbari pointed towards the phone of the mother.

“Where is dong?” tanya Laila was agitated.

Radit immediately grabbed the smart thing and shifted the green button.

“Halo, Om.”

“Halo, Dit. Your mother is asleep?” ask Darwis.

“Numbered, Om. I'm next to Radit.”

Bugh

“Om want to talk to Mom?” ask Radit.

“Yes. Uh but since you picked up your mother's phone, Om wants to talk to you, too. Yesterday I talked to Bilqis. Overnight Om grave night at home Alex.”

Darwis paused his words and went back to talking. “Om really – really, Dit. Om likes your mother and wants to make your mother Om's wife. You agree, right? Om asked Bilqis for permission and your brother agreed.”

“Radit also agrees, Om. Stay Om reassures Mom,” replied Radit by glancing at his mother.

“Alhamdulillah, Om glad to hear it. What matters is that you both approve.”

Radit nodded. “As long as Mom is happy, Radit and Mbak Qis will definitely agree. because we also want to see Mom happy.”

Laila listened to the conversation, because Radit meloud the speaker of the phone. Laila was moved to not be able to say – words and was eager to cry. There is no more heart for Ridho. The name of the man who once filled his heart was lost somewhere, maybe since the man arrived – arrived without a word. Never terbesit in the mind of Laila to marry again.as long as being a single parent that he thinks only the future of his two children, the future of his two children, just how to play two roles for Bilqis and Radit so that the two children do not feel a lack of affection.

And now, both of his children are adults. Those who want to see him happy.

“Bu,” call Radit. “Om Dervish waiting for answers Mom nih.”

“Do you have to answer the phone? Is that good?” asked Laila who was heard by Darwis.

“Nothing – what, Laila. I just want to answer you. Before I go back to Singapore and bring Radit there, I want to immediately justify you first,” said Darwis loudly.

Radit nudged his mother's arm. “Where?”

“I – Yes ..”

“Iya, what?” ask Radit and Darwis together.

“Ya, yes.”

“Iya, what's Mom? Answer the clear.”

“Iya.” Laila answered with the same word.

“That's not clear Mom. If yes, say yes I received your application, then.” Radit taught his mother to make Dervish who was in a different place smile.he was like an abege.

Laila felt the same way. The woman was already like an abege girl who was being shot by the love arrows of the opposite sex.

“Iya, Mas. I received your application,” Laila said in a clear voice.

“Alhamdulillah.” The grateful words of Darwis instantly sounded loud. Looks like, the man was right – really happy for that answer.

Radit smiled at his mother and hugged her.

Arrived – arrived, Laila cried in his arms and Darwis kowtowed thanks for finally he had moved on to let go of the wife who had been gone for many years – years. Previously, Darwis had never felt a taste like he felt for Laila from the first glance. Though friends – colleagues have offered many women to him. Begiut was a relative of – relatives. However, nothing is appropriate. Darwis also once accepted the matchmaking of a friend. For a long time he tried to establish the relationship, but still not his heart. And for Laila, it didn't take long, Darwis felt a different vibration. He tried to get closer to Laila and the closer Darwis was more interested.

Radti immediately gave a message to his brother.

“Mbak, Mom wants to get married. I've accepted Om Darwis' proposal. Ready – ready we will have sister.”

Laila's connection with Darwis has been cut off. Darwis will soon go to Laila's house and help her family to inaugurate the proposal.

The cell phone Radit wore to tell his brother was his mother's phone. Laila sees the message and hits Radit's arm again.

“You are yes, very happy to be able to mop up Mom.”

Suddenly, Radit laughed. He was happy because he saw two strong women happy.now, he lives who will seek his own happiness. Maybe not here, but somewhere else.

“Welcome Singapore,” cried Radit in heart.