Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 32 Honeymoon

I ran to the bathroom spilling all sorrow over Kak Tari's accusation regarding the gossip. It feels hurt to be rumored not to be true like that. Indeed we were once one room, it was because of forced . At that time I experienced interference from invisible creatures.

"This must be all Madam Dian who spread the news is not true, because only she ever caught us both out of Mr. Rangka's room." I clenched a sign of annoyance at Madam Dian. Only Ma'am Dian is a suspect, and I'm sure of that.

Out of the bathroom I intend to go to the second floor to the room of Madam Dian, but I stopped because this is still working hours, let it be later during the break I samperin Mba Dian on her desk.

When I returned to the table, I found Kak Tari standing as if waiting for me. His gaze implies hatred. My heart immediately rippled like it was harboring an anger that I usually never felt. Then I sat back by passing Kak Tari.

"Whether you go to the bathroom, cry?" tease Kak Dance sucks. I kept quiet and did not reply. My brain and heart were still overwhelmed with blazing emotions, I felt like I was not ordinary, the faint-heartedness that was my trademark suddenly disappeared, though at this time I need the slippers so that the pain in my heart is gone and not tight.

I repeatedly held back the tightness in my chest that pressed out and urged me to spill it.

"Astaghfirullah," I said repeatedly while adjusting my breath as if tight.

Suddenly I remembered Mas Krishna and intended that during the break I would contact him, because he was one of the people who could make me laugh. But when I rogoh the side pocket of my skirt, apparently Hpku does not exist.

"Where is this?" my confusion while rubbing the eel jenong look like Shandy Aulia.

"Sen, what are you doing, like a whimper?"

"Not Rim, but confused. Hp I'm missing," I said while looking for HP.

"Well, where did you put it?"

"So I kept it in my skirt pocket."

"You are reckless, Sen."

"Ohhh, how is this Rim, how is it not there, you see no, Rim?"

"You're the same as me. I do know. Try looking under your desk, Sen," suggested Rima.

"Nothing, Rim."

"Again at home, or you went to the bathroom, who knows in the bathroom. Uh, by the way, it is true that you are with Mr. Rangka anu, emmm, he said the honeymoon anyway," asked Rima to bring up the rumor again that had made me cry earlier in the bathroom.

"What the hell Rima, cheap gossip. Where there's me on my honeymoon, just get married yet. Who the hell is spreading rumors isn't that right?" my murmur is trying to get back to being the usual Sensi.

"That's it, Sister Dian. You even said Madam Dian would soon be getting married," said Rima. It's not wrong anymore, Dian's mother. Sister Dian who has spread this rumor is not true. Absolutely outrageous. Though Ma'am Dian, do not know what happened in the room, but as good as udelnya spread false rumors.

"Yes, that, you're one room. By the time Madam Dian saw you guys coming out of the same room, your hair was just as wet."

"Geez, Sister Dian is really outrageous, heart. I did go to Mr. Rangka's room, but not the honeymoon as rumored. Basic Sister Dian, how could he make a fool of gossip anyway?"

"Kok, I'm wondering, Sen?"

"Yes, chuckle, it should be Sister Dian gosipinnya I'm pregnant with Mr. Rangka or whatever to add a frenzy. Let Mr. Rangka all hear, and who made the gossip was arrested," I said all of you talking about the origin, so upset with the gossip that has spread because of Sister Dian.

"Sensi, Rima, you guys are gossiping, it's not a time for rest. Go back to your desk, and do your job. And you are Sensi, as usual you are after a break directly into the room of Mr. Rangka," Kak Tari jolted as usual.

"Ohhhh, so you're already in DP huh, Sensi, same Boss?" Sister Tari suddenly spoke again as I was just sitting in my chair. I don't understand or care at all about the fierce and ugly Leader like him. I want to feel like I'm fighting.

"DP, what, brother? Peach Goddess? Ohhh that is the skateboard artist Kak, already famous everywhere. His wobble was also steady. Nih, like this if Brother does not know," said me while twirling imitating the style dangdut Mbak Dewi Persik. Kak Tari gawked at me who was twisting demonstrating DP wobble.

After swaying in front of Kak Tari, who managed to make Kak Tari gawk strangely look at my height. I seem to have returned to me as usual, cleblast-ceplos but now growing bolder and PD. Weird, really weird. Ever since I got a magical disturbance in that hotel room in Banjarmasin, my attitude has been volatile. Sometimes sad and then back to the nature of the origin. Really weird.

After Kak Tari felt strange with my attitude, she finally returned to her room with a wondering face. In my heart I laughed, seeing Kak Tari feel strange seeing my attitude change.

The break hour arrived, I immediately headed to the garden beside the mushola to open my already cold provisions. I immediately devoured my provisions, even though it was cold, but the pleasure felt. Maybe because he was hungry.

After eating and praying at the mosque, I immediately headed to Pak Rangka's room, not forgetting to bring the maps that I had been working on.

"Sensi, just go in Sen. Boss sir is waiting," said Miss Coral staring at me.

"Yes, Mommy." I immediately entered following the direction of Ms. Koral, do not forget to excuse me.

"May I come in, sir?"

"Come in" said Mr. Rangka.

"Sit down" continued Mr. Rangka. I sat down while keeping the map in front of Mr. Rangka. For a moment Mr. Rangka stared at me. The corner of his lips came up a smile.

"You are so beautiful" he praised, looking at the map and glanced at me. I blushed, really embarrassed. Mr. Rangka who said Rima killer, ehhh apparently now keler cake that has gelatinous sweets, which when viewed just want to take and eat it. Really, Mr. His frame is sweet. Digosipin honeymoon only now I resigned and no problem, even I was imagining being on a honeymoon with Mr. Rangka.

"Sen, Sensi, you're not having a tambet, are you?"

"Eh, i-iya, sir. Kesambet Pak, kesambet is imagining a honeymoon with the Father," said I ended with a happy smile.