FIRSTBORN

RAIN

Alan still holds his prestige to apologize. After coming from the cafe, he went straight to his room without asking this to Mutia who was already a henchman at his desk. Erfina simply glanced at Mutia, "What's the matter?" erfina asked with lips as slow as possible.

"Just the same old Mom Boss." Mutia said no less quietly. Erfina just nodded her head, Boss Alan? crave the boss' mother? sure it won't be long. People already bucin acute, certainly not heard from the wife of the goods a minute, especially currently pregnant with his child, Hem most soon intercom service will ring we just wait.

10 Minutes passed, Erfina and Mutia were still hernds, Alan's room was still tightly closed. Until the day before coming home, the handsome boss's room was open.

"I want to go straight home, just put the documents on my desk." He said while carrying his briefcase, and did not forget the phone that had been attached to his right ear.

Erfina and Mutia just nodded, more precisely wondering who to contact. The boss stepped into the elevator, the two women unblinkingly looking at the boss's missing back.

"We don't really matter, Ma'am, look at Ampe's bosses." Mutia protested with her lips. They wonder how angry the boss is with Nadya. It looks so bucin, masa' yes can be angry.

Erfina was a prankster, sending a message to Erick's manager. As far as the finance manager was concerned there was no outside service this afternoon.

Mr Erick, is Mom the boss in the room?

Erfina wrote, swear the two secretaries did something that was not important, only this time they were curious about the personal interests of the boss.

Long wait, almost 15 minutes Erfina's message was replied.

Still, why?

Erfina glared, not believing that Nadya was just left behind by Alan. A very rare occurrence.

"Mutia, geger padepokan nih world. Nadya was left home with Mr. Alan."

"Huh? Ma'am's Oath? Angry really means." Mutia approached Erfina and read her chat room with Mr. Erick. "Pity ma'am boss, who's going home?"

Erfina pressed her shoulders. Enough to get here to deal with Alan's personal interests. Erfina also completed her duties, and immediately went home when four o'clock passed. The soul of the keponya is still dominant, just a matter of getting out of the elevator to the financial division. From the window, it looks Nadya is still struggling with various papers, then the computer screen also still displays excel.

"It's really Mr. Alan." Erfina murmured and went home soon.

On the other hand, Nadya was the same as Alan. He busied himself by completing his task. Since returning from the cafe he did not touch his phone. Not even a glance. Office hours have passed half an hour ago, but the financial child has not moved to end his work including himself.

"Who are you going home with, Nadya?" asked Erick suddenly. He just checked the incoming message in his college group. There's a picture of Alan sitting in a cafe with some of his friends.

"It's possible." Answer origin. He again badmood with Alan, automatically reluctant to also the car. Until this hour Alan also did not send a message at all.

"Okay, I unplug first want to hang out with my husband."

Nadya was speechless, digesting Erick's speech. So Alan's out of the office and not saying goodbye to him. Still angry, I let it go. It will be good on its own too. Nadya continued her work until the Maghreb arrived and the rain fell heavily. In the office, still a complete financial child. Indeed the quickest financial child to go home after Maghrib.

"Tumbens, Nad. Mr. Alan didn't pick Lo up, it's weird that since marriage you never came home last night." Cindy began to suspect.

"Eh..iya yes, usually Mr. Alan at 4 has perched here, but now..."

"He's got another meeting outside, half 7 just got to pick him up." Nadya said as she cleaned her desk, and inserted a charger, as well as her wallet. Trying to be relaxed so that Cindy and Ersa do not suspect that she was left by Alan and there is no news to pick her up too.

"You are accompanied or not. I want to go home, I've picked up my boarding buddy."

"It's still raining, Ms. Ersa." Cindy reminded the conditions outside.

"He's got a car, scared of traffic. I'm staying?"

Nadya and Cindy nodded. Imel did not enter again, as a result there were only two people in the room, and after the maghrib prayer both went down in the lobby.

"Don't my pa-pa stay?" but Cindy, the rain is starting to stop. Stay in a direct suit of the road, rather than waiting for a long time worried even aftershocks.

"It's not pa-pa. Hold on, Alan's picking me up." Nadya said, Cindy was not suspicious either. Since sitting in the lobby, Nadya has been playing mobile, perhaps contacting Alan. But who would have thought, Nadya apparently ordered a taxi online.

Alan arrived home right away. He went straight to his room, how surprised Nadya was not in the room. He went to the kitchen because maybe Nadya and her mother prepared dinner.

"Where's nadya?" Not yet Alan asked mama, uh already asked questions that are difficult to answer Alan.

"He hasn't come home yet, Ma?" Alan asked back.

"You mean? You're not coming home with him?" Mama has gone up, her voice has gone up. Alan did not dare to look at his face. Since living in the main house, Nadya has always been noticed by the in-laws. Wejangan every day to take care of Nadya also continue to receive Alan to get bored even, and now he once ignored the banquet. Mama wrathful.

"You don't regret it if Nadya's okay."

"You can hang out don't remember picking up the wife."

"Remember your wife is pregnant, where it is raining. What do you think, Lan.

Various scolding from Mama accompanied Alan that night, the two ears working differently. The right one heard the tone of the wife's cell phone, the left one heard her nagging. Even he was limp because of overthinking the state of Nadya.

Alan who contacted the office grew weak when Mr. Satpam said Nadya had returned to take a taxi after Maghrib earlier.

"The hell of you, Mas." Cecar Ardhan is upset by Alan's childish attitude due to jealousy.

Alan was only silent, not evasive or refute the nagging mother or sister. He was worried, really worried about his wife.

*Where are you, dear???

Athaghfirullah, sorry dear*

Alan kept calling Nadya until the house phone rang. Bi Min, ART at the main house picked up the phone and greeted him. He immediately gave it to Alan because the one who called was Nadya.

"Where are you, baby?"

"I'm at minimarket X street, it's close to home anyway. Just trapped by the flood, jammed pity later if the taxi turns back, many roads are closed. So I had to get down here. Can you get me?"

"I'll pick you up, just wait there."

Alan didn't think long. He only thinks about Nadya. Without saying goodbye to Mama or Ardhan he took the keys and jacket, immediately to the garage and put on the coat. Drive carefully to the minimarket where Nadya is located.

The minimarket distance from the main house is quite close, not until 15 minutes Alan has arrived. He had to pass an alternative road to avoid flooding. Seen a snaking vehicle, it's appropriate Pak Taxi insistent on lowering the wife here.

"Aren't you pa-pa?" alan asked as soon as he saw Nadya sitting with warm tea in front of him.

"No pa-pa, my. Just worried about my nyariin house, this hour has not come home." He said in a soft tone, while looking at Alan awkwardly.

Alan sat down next to Nadya, clasping her hands tightly. "Why not call?"

"I'm telling her again with you."

Alan smiled, "Sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't be jealous either." Alan replied while putting his jacket on Nadya's body. Nadya smiled sweetly, this is Alan her husband who was so considerate despite acute jealousy. How grateful to have a husband like her, the complete package is second to none.

"Hello baby..sorry, papa didn't pick up mom at the office?" greet Alan while holding Nadya's stomach.

"No problem papa." Nadya answered the child with a smile.

"Next night papa tengokin deh." Said Alan while staring at the beautiful face of Nadya with a perverted grin. While Nadya just rolled her eyes lazy.

"The end is there." Nadya's gerutu was accompanied by the laughter of the husband.