My boss my love

I miss you too

On a clear Sunday, Disya plans to shop for groceries in her apartment.

After getting ready Disya ordered a taxi online.

After arriving at the super market, Disya entered after being welcomed by SPG who stood guard and offered various Products that were experiencing discounts.

Before starting shopping, Disya took the trolli first to make it easier to bring her groceries.

After arriving at the place he went, Disya took chicken meat and fish.

After that various vegetables and fruits he also bought.

Although Dev is not in the Apartment for a few days, Disya still shops for her to cook.

This is the type of person who does not like to order food outside if they are not forced. Disya prefers to eat her own cooking, for her, her own cooking is more hygienic than eating out.

The next week, Dev has a job out of town and leaves Disya alone in his apartment.

Just two days ago, Disya was already lonely. Although often quarrelling and always upset Disya, but in fact when he did not see Dev, the strange feeling came.

The feeling of always wanting to see Dev, quarreling with Dev, and crying because of Dev.

To brush off all those flavors, the taste that makes him always restless, Disya chose to go out for shopping.

It just so happened that the ingredients in the refrigerator had run out and also the toiletries had been used up.

When Disya was looking at shampoo and other equipment, it turns out that Nabila was also not far from where Disya was. Nabila who accidentally saw Disya squealing was surprised also happy to see a friend who was so dear to her.

"Disyaaa," cried Nabila.

Disya suddenly jumped in shock at the loud voice she was very familiar with.

"When?"

Nabila ran to embrace Disya, not caring about the astonished look of the people around her.

"Is he in Jakarta? I didn't say I was, really, really."

"Huh, oh, that's anu,,,"

There is a doubt, confused as to what will answer.

"Anu anu what?

Oh yeah, you got married yesterday?" ask Nabila carefully, afraid that his best friend feels uncomfortable.

"He em."

"I'm confused, I want to be sad or happy with your marriage.

Same marriage Joko you must have suffered.

Yes, we've missed it, we'll talk about something else."

"Yes" Disya replied briefly.

After finishing shopping, Nabila invited Disya to eat at a food court, while giving up longing for her best friend.

"Oh Iyya I know not, pas Pak Dev know you're not working anymore?"

"No idea!"

"Yes that's why I was horrified first, I just wanted to tell a story already playing cut."

"Sir Dev so often angry, a little mistake immediately rose blood.

I have never seen Mr. Dev as hideous as that, fortunately you do not see, if you see it you can hang on to him. I don't know what makes Mr Dev so emotional? is it possible that she misses you?" Nabila seemed to think for a moment.

"Oh, that's impossible."

"Yes, maybe yes, because if you still work here, Mr. Dev has never done anything like that.

Oh iyya I heard also that Mr. Dev abis married again out of town.

Whether true or not but since he entered the office again, his face more cheerful, not like fitting before going out of town.

The question is, who is the lucky woman who became Mr Dev's wife? It's still a secret.

Who is Sya? all this time Mr. Dev did not have a girlfriend, if anything, it was just you. Or maybe,,,, Mr Dev married you, huh Sya?"

"Uhukkkk, uhukkkk, uhukkkk." Disya choked on a drink when she heard the words Nabila.

"Yes, you're okay, right?" Nabila rubbed Disya's back many times, because Disya did not also stop coughing, so that her eyes water.

"Why did his face become so panicked that Sya, you married not the same Mr. Dev really right?"

"What the hell, don't bother!"

"Yes, because then you're going to be the future wife of Mr. Dev, yes, even though it's just a lie, but I hope it's real."

"Ngaco aja."

After eating with Nabila, Disya went home without answering the question of Nabila, who asked her where she lived.

It's not time for Disya to tell him, Disya is still not ready.

Due to exhaustion Disya fell asleep until evening. His phone kept ringing and made Disya wake up.

His eyes narrowed slightly to the light from his phone.

"Why sir?"

"Where are you from? from noon in the chat is not reciprocated, on the phone is not lifted. Chances are yes, wandering when the husband is no longer at home," Dev's nagging at length.

"So from the super market sir, buy groceries, the stock in the refrigerator runs out.

So get out for a while, keep fit home because tired, I overslept so do not hear the call of the Father."

"Reason."

"Bodo!!" disya's snort was upset.

"Well eat?" ask Dev.

"Mr Nelfon, I just want my nanyain to eat? So very sweat.

But I am quite an adult sir, no longer a child who must be asked what has not been eaten."

If our marriage was real, I would be very happy with your question

"My wife, my wife, why are you always so angry, don't you miss your handsome husband?" Goda Dev's.

What say? a miss?

of course I miss you so much, husband sir.

But miss it or not, do you care.?

"No!!!!" answer Disya is short.

"All right, if that's what I'm doing on the phone." Dev's voice sounded disappointed. Without waiting for a word from Disya, Dev disconnects his phone.

"Basan sucks, why is he such an angry man, you weirdo."

After bathing and wearing sleeping pajamas, Disya came out of the room to fetch some drinking water. But not yet in the kitchen, her apartment bell rang.

He hurried to open it.

"Sir Dev?

Didn't you get out of town for a week?"

Disya was surprised, because only two days Dev had returned.

"Why?

Don't like it, if I go home?"

Dev replied, in a weak voice.

"Father sick?

His face is very sharp sir."

"Can you take me to my room?" Pinta Dev's.

Without replying, Disya immediately helps Dev bring her into the room.

After laying him on the bed, Disya took off the suit and shoes that were still attached to Dev's body, then covered his entire body.

When he was about to turn to the outside, Disya's hand was pulled by Dev.

"Don't go, stay here!" shrivelled Dev's voice, with eyes closed.

"I'll take a compress in the kitchen, just for a little while," Disya said.

But Dev did not let go of his hand.

Finally Disya sat on the lip of the bed at Dev's side, with her hand still held by Dev.

Disya looked at the face of the figure who is now her husband. His face was pale and weak, but it did not detract from his charm.

Looking at his weak body, Disya felt very pity. Disya longs to hug him at this time, but is afraid that Dev will reject her.

Be at this time Disya just looked at her husband with feelings that are difficult to interpret.

Disya remembered the story of Nabila this afternoon, who said if Dev turned grumpy after the departure of Disya, and lately returned cheerful after reportedly having a wedding while out of town.

Disya felt her face warm up, suddenly feeling happy. Is it true that Dev became grumpy after his departure? Is it because Dev misses her?

And lately Dev began to look cheerful, is it because Dev is also happy to marry him.?

When Disya was thinking about things that still confused her, Dev suddenly pulled her into his arms. Dev hugged her tightly as if he did not want Disya to leave her.

"I miss." Slowly, but Disya was still able to hear it.

Disya's body felt stiff in Dev's arms, not believing her position now.

The feeling of haru and happiness came suddenly, making circle after circle of tears just down Disya's cheek.

"I miss you very much, sir, very, very."

Disya darkened her face on the chest of Dev's field, no longer able to stem her sobbing, her shoulders trembled as she tried to hold back her crying voice from breaking.