My boss my love

Bickering

These few days, Dev and Disya kept quiet, not once greeting each other.

Her stupidity expressed love the other day, making her ashamed and sick, so she did not dare to face Dev.

Disya who some days works as an assistant chef, also seems to have no time.

After preparing breakfast, Disya returned to the room never accompanying Dev breakfast. At Ten in the morning Disya left for work and Ten in the evening, Disya arrived at Dev's apartment.

For a month, the two Men lived under one roof but like strangers, never greeting.

Sometimes Dev who had not slept and was drinking in the kitchen saw Disya who had just come home from work, just stared without saying a word.

So did Disya, when she was about to cross paths with Dev, Disya as quickly as possible dodged and went straight into her room.

Tonight Dev is sitting in the living room watching TV, his hands are massaging the remote in his hands, but none of the TV broadcasts are focusing. His mind was not calm, his heart was constantly agitated at the thought of Disya who had been so indifferent to him for so long, making him cringe and never focus in the office.

As usual, Disya came home at ten o'clock in the night.

Dev who had been waiting for him, now looked at Disya sharply, his gaze could not be separated from Disya, like an eagle that was stalking its prey.

"Always come home malem! where do you go every day? Shoping-shopping is not clear, ngabisin money hem?" ask Dev sarcas.

Without answering, Disya went into the room, making Dev feel very furious.

"Disha!!!

I'm talking, by the way" cried Dev.

Disya comes out of her room and walks towards Dev.

"I'm not deaf sir, my hearing is still very clear. So you do not need to scream," said Disya annoyed. Disya then thrust a card on the table, the card that was given Dev.

"What's this?" ask Dev.

"I'm not the kind of woman who likes to waste money.

Take this card back, I don't need it.

I don't even intend to wear it a dime."

"What do you mean, it's yours, just take it and use it as you please."

Without taking it again, Disya passed because she was very tired, and did not want to argue.

"Hey!!!

I'm not done talking."

"He why the hell?

Cook iyya is still angry, it's been even more than a month not talking to me."

"Aghhhh!!!" Dev squeezes his hair, pissed.

Dev went into the room and slammed the door hard.

" What's my fault, I just forbid him to love me, but why so angry.

You weird wife!" aspir Dev.

*******

That morning, Dev left for the office without eating the breakfast that Disya had prepared.

His heart was still irritated, considering his quarrel with Disya last night.

Dev can't even focus on his work.

It is not uncommon to scold everyone even if it is just a small matter. Secretly, Mr. Wijaya noticed it.

"Can it work? if you can't work, take your severance, then get out of this office!!" Dev is furious when an OB accidentally spills coffee over his shoes.

"Sorry sir, I didn't accidentally."

The middle-aged man who had worked for a long time at Pak Wijaya's company, seemed to tremble in fear.

"Clean this floor before I kick you out of this company!" Dev is unable to hold back his emotions.

The man rushed away to pick up a device to clean the floor affected by the coffee spill.

"Devs! go to Papa's room for a second, Papa wants to talk."

Mr. Wijaya who was surprised to see the behavior of his son, called him to his room for a moment.

Without a lot of words, Dev followed his Papa from behind.

"Is there a problem that's keeping Dev out of focus? Even you scolded OB who had spent years devoting himself to this office because of trivial matters." Dev just silently heard the words of Mr. Wijaya.

"Is your relationship with Disya okay?" ask Mr. Wijaya again. Dev still flinching not answering.

"Disya loves me Pa, whereas I can't love her, that's the problem."

"Then let him go Dev.

She's a good girl, she doesn't deserve to live like this, she deserves to be happy.

If you can not give him happiness, at least do not continue to bind him in a meaningless marriage" said Mr. Wijaya. The disappointed look was clearly drawn from his eyes.

Dev is unable to speak because of his dilemma.

"Dev does a lot of Pa work, Dev excuse me first."

"Wait Dev!"

"One day if someone makes you happy, you'll regret ignoring their love." Dev was silent for a moment, trying to digest the words of his Papa, then left without saying anything more.

*****

"Dimas!!" disya exclaims when out of the Restaurant and will get ready to go home.

"Haii, you want to go home?"

"He'em."

"Bareng huh?"

"Emmm,, what, why don't you take some nicotine?" tanya Disya was doubtful.

"Yes, it just so happened that I went home overtime and also through where you work, so I thought why don't we all go home together.

You don't mind, do you?"

"No, it's just a little bad."

"If you don't feel good for a cat, then."

"cats, not Dimas."

"But I'm really looking." Cletuk Dimas's.

"What the hell?"

"Well, come home, do you still want to talk here?"

"Hissss, iyya-iyya." He rushed into Dimas' car.

"Dim,, thank you for coming to work in the place I am now," said Disya, after Dimas' car had moved away from the restaurant where Disya worked.

"Iyya Disya, you have said it a hundred times.

Anyway it just so happens that in my cousin's place there is a vacancy, keep you cool cooking, so I recommend you.

It's not that they have to help each other, is it?"

"Yya,, anyway once again thankshhhh," said Disya with a big smile.

"Ihhhhh, don't smile like it's Disya."

"Emang why? isn't that smile worship?"

"Iyya know worship, but if you smile like that continue, I may fall in love know."

"What's Dim, it's not funny." Disya throws her gaze out so that her cheeks are now blushing, invisible to Dimas.

Dimas always makes her comfortable and laugh.

Sometimes Disya forgets her problems at home when she is with Dimas.

"Joking Disya, this is over."

Disya got off Dimas' car, and after a brief stale talk, Dimas' car finally passed from before Disya in Iringin with a wave of his hand.

Disya walked slowly towards her apartment due to exhaustion. Today the work is very much, even to eat alone must steal time.

"Stop from your current job!!" Dev's words, success made Disya shocked.

"What does Father mean?"

"Didn't understand?

I don't like you working, I can still do you a lifetime."

"Do I have to be Father's false wife for life?"

"Ohhh so now you have found another prian to continue your life?

Who's the guy who just wanted you to come home huh?

You realize that you have a husband, you do not deserve to walk alone with another man." Dev's emotions can't be contained anymore.

Seeing Disya in between by another man made his heart burn.

"What husband?

Husband who still continues to love other women who are not even there!

Do you think I exist? We're even one roof, but we're like strangers.

Our marriage means nothing to you.

So don't keep reminding me of status if we're both, I'm sick of hearing it." Disya's lips trembled saying all the contents of the heart that she had longed to herself, then ran from before Dev with tears.

"KRASO"

Dev hit the glass table in front of him until it broke. The fresh blood that was now dripping on the floor was ignored because the situation of his heart was in turmoil.