Damar For Kinanti

advice from Umar

Arriving at the house Damar followed his wife's steps into the room.

" Go back to the factory, you do a lot of work, check the reports of the reports piling up,

all of you teach Zahira can also.." Said Kinanti while changing her clothes with a negligee.

Damar's approaching, though,

embracing his wife as he said,

" I'm not going back to the factory, I'm home with you." Damar kissed his wife's lips.

" Then your job? abandoned? people will blame me?"

" Umar will deliver the report here,

I can do that at home, while with you.." Kinanti averted her eyes, then broke away from Damar's embrace.

" Why is this? what because I taught Zahira?" ask Damar.

" I told you. Don't be jealous of Zahira?" added Damar,

" I'm not jealous." replied Kinanti sitting on the dresser chair.

He brushed his hair, though,

" What's this called? you arrive like this. ketus.." said Damar standing next to his wife.

" me? ketus?" tanya Kinanti looked at Damar while sitting down.

" Well, just like before we got married..You're still with me..?"

" I don't." replied Kinanti turning her gaze to the glass.

" You're jealous of Zahira?" ask Damar closer,

" No," replied Kinanti in short.

" You are jealous of Zahira." said Damar, smiling,

" Why smile?!" Kinti was upset to see her husband's smile.

" Yes happy.my wife finally got jealous of me." Damar explained.

" lh! not clear! I'm going to take a nap!" firmly Kinanti got up then stepped onto the bed quickly.

With a slightly rough movement she put herself on the bed.

Damar who saw it was really amused.

" My wife is jealous." she said in her heart, then without waiting long Damar followed to the top of the bed.

Hugged his wife from behind, because her position was behind him.

" What the hell is mas?!" kinanti protests as Damar's hands begin to go where.

" I also want to take a nap." said Damar continued with his hands that disturbed Kinanti.

The hope that could not prevent Damar's hand finally quiet and resigned.

Until his intention to take a nap turned into a daytime sport because of Damar behavior.

A few hours passed, though,

Umar who was busy entering the report report in a big bag made Zahira astonished.

" Where are you taking it?" ask Zahira, please,

" At Damar's house." replied Umar with busy hands.

" you know? mas Damar didn't go back to the factory?? wh why? it hurt??" Zahira's worried.

" I don't know, the behavior of the newlyweds." replied Umar without a smile.

Hearing that Zahira was a little lethargic,

" I'm coming, right?"

" no, mbak did not see the face mbak Kinanti saw mas Damar when adjacent to the mbak earlier?

" Time?" zahira asked insensitively.

" Wish they weren't fussing, I'd better start now teaching my mom..

so as not to cause prejudice in the heart of Mas Damar's wife." said Umar.

" Ah, is that an exaggeration Mar?" Zahira felt that it was ordinary.

" It is not excessive when it is good, especially if we can keep the feelings of others..

which woman likes to see her husband near other women all day long..? especially close and joking.."

Hearing the words of Umar Zahira was stunned.

" You're saying I deliberately teased Damar Mar?" zahira said a little offended.

" Not so I mean..

but it's good to be more alert and careful..

in view of the workers is also not good mbak... if njengan stick directly on mas Damar..?" ume's Advice.

" Come, ma'am..which woman can resist the charm of the humble mas Damar? plus a nice face and position?" continued Umar.

" Hidden, however, the look of attraction cannot be read by me. and may be read by the wife of Mas Damar.."

Degs..

how shameful Zahira was, her face was red.

Umar could have said so bluntly.

" Do you want to embarrass me on purpose?" ask Zahira sharply.

" No. believe me.. I said this for the good of Zahira??"

But Zahira who was ashamed to die did not want to listen,

he got up and hurried out of Umar's room.

" Mom?! why?!" call Umar following Zahira's steps that have reached the parking lot.

" Already! quiet!" zahira insisted while getting into his car.

Umar, who saw Zahira leaving in a hurry, could do nothing.

He then walked back into the factory with a confused face.

" Kayak people just courtship until mas. main chase after everything.." sedoda the security guard.

But Umar did not smile as usual, he only turned a glance and walked back to his room with a stiff face.

Arriving in his room Umar sat down,

he really thought about the sentence he had said to Zahira.

He did not know which sentence could make Zahira so offended that he was so angry with Umar.

" Oh, I die." lamented Umar,

how dare I this to advise a rich and extraordinary woman like Zahira, he lamented inwardly.

He should have been quiet, but he could not be silent when he saw the look on his boss' wife's face turned stiff once he saw the closeness of Zahira and her boss.

Especially from the expression of Zahira looks very happy to be close to Damar.

Inevitably he had to talk to prevent misunderstandings that could continue to arise if Zahira's attitude continues like that.

Throwing smiles continuously, even stealing eyes at Damar.

It was not only Umar's eyes that were watchful, but the workers' eyes.

Indeed there had been some talk of the workers, but Umar explained well to the workers about Zahira's position, so they understood why Damar allowed the woman to follow him often.

" Okay.piye iki.." complained Umar again while scratching his hair that does not itch.