Love 150 Cm.

25. WHEN THE PHYSICAL PRIMARY

Tasya became the wife of a man named Abian.

Like the previous days Tasya will do the activity again, by starting work in the bakery owned by his mother-in-law.

But before that Tasya will make breakfast for her annoying husband. In the kitchen with the equipment that has been plastered he will fight with these tools.

"My hunting is starving just because it's waiting for you." Bian spoke to the buttocks that had been sitting on the dining table chair.

"Don't bring it up, not yet the bangkotan is waiting for it." Tasya answered casually.

Abian rounded his eyes, because his wife is smart in answering, besides being smart in making his opponent die of lice.

"If at any time it could be a bangkotan, would you like to see myself bangkotan?"

"Eh, I don't care because if you're broke and old. So on the outside there is a glowing," said Tasya with an expressionless face.

"Truly you are. Gini-gini I'm your husband," said Bian.

"Temporary husband. Later if the divorce will not be my husband again," said Tasya with a smile printed on his lips.

Abian was silent and did not want to respond to his wife, actually what he said was true. Once the mother's legacy is in her hands, that's where she'll divorce Tasya because her charade is over.

"It's breakfast and remember not to sue." Tasya put a plate of rice with the omelet, not forgetting her husband's glass of tea request.

The two had breakfast with wisdom and for now there was no conversation. How many minutes Abian had finished and spent all, which was on his plate.

Without a lot of words Bian immediately brought his briefcase. There was no word of greeting or the word 'Hearty' thrown out. All tubs are foreign but that is the reality because between the two there is no love for each other, which is owned by Tasya and Abian.

After Abian's departure, Tasya went out of the house and was about to return to work. She could not continue to rely on her husband because she knew that between the two lapse how many months would end.

In store.

"Dad," someone from upstairs was calling and he knew whose voice it was.

"Am I late, but it doesn't seem like it's because it's still half nine." Tasya said in his heart.

"Yes ma'am, what's calling me?" with a little worry Tasya asked.

Will he be fired, or given another rank? Both of them make Tasya think, but if really fired it is over.

"Come to my room!" with neither a smile nor an expression drawn from his face he said.

At this time his heart is beating very fast, similar to the person who will be proposed by the lover, but this is different.

Tasya also tried hard to move his legs from one step after another and now he arrived in the boss room.

"Come in" said Amira.

"Sorry ma'am, was there a mistake I made?" tasya asked with a trembling voice, like being hit by an earth shake.

"Duh Ma'am, please don't fire me. I married my son not for treasure! If I'm fired then what is the fate of my family, please ma'am, think carefully."

Pluks.

"Why did Mom hit me?"

"Eat him do not miserocos like firecrackers," growled Amira because Tasya did not stop talking. So he hit him with a book.

Tasya also stroked his head because of the blow given by his flat boss.

"I'm afraid of being fired" Tasya said with a clear face.

"Whosoever will fire you, you son of a bitch have no morals." Ms. Amira in a slightly upset tone then said.

"Take that one."

"Maybe don't play comot," murmured Amira with her head turned.

"Gini, this store there are many branches, the plan I want to retire to enjoy my old age. Therefore we I called here to talk about all this," said Amira at length.

"So what the boss meant."

"Abian is my only child, and there is one more child that I adopted as a child. However, he had already got his own share. For this store I want you to manage it because the age is getting older makes the body and brain must be immediately rested," said Amira.

"Do you really love Abian without seeing the physical?" bu Amira added the question that made Tasya a dilemma. How not for the size of the man the woman is looking for should be ideal, but here the figure of Abian who only has a height of about 150cm, and more Tasya in his appeal.

Tasya was silent for a moment and set his breath because now he was confused to answer what? What a question that makes Tasya more cornered.

Love, what is Tasya love? Answer no! Likewise with the opposite, the wedding plan that he agreed was his stupidest answer.

"Why does the Boss-in-law ask like that. Not if two humans decide to marry each other is a sign that they love each other," Tasya said, even though she herself is a hypocritical woman.

"Abian's age is 30 years, the inheritance is only a weapon for him if he does not get married soon then all the property will fall in the hands of his adopted sister. Do not rule out the possibility that if you do a charade, I also as a single parent hope that there are no lies between you." When Amira explained that that's where Tasya began to feel guilty for lying with this marriage. Even though it is legal in the eyes of religion and country, in fact, it is all just a mask.

"May I ask, why eum .. That Mas Abian does not want to get married," a little hesitant Tasya asked to reduce his curiosity.

"Abian used to have a lover, all that the woman wanted Abian to give and obey all her wishes, but when your husband invites you to marry a rejection that makes him never trust a woman. Just because her physique is not like other dream men the woman blatantly mocked Bian," said Amira with a teary face trying to tell what her husband had experienced.

"Aish, what a pity for your fate." In Tasya's heart muttered.

"So do you really love Abian, or just to the extent…."

Bu Amira looked at Tasya with an indecipherable look. Waiting for an answer from the mouth of the employee as well as his daughter-in-law, he did not matter if only limited to employees who were chosen to be wives for their children. But that answer has not come out yet.

"Sa-me ... I eum it,"