My Fierce Boss's

Meet Dena's family (two deaths)

The yellow sports car looks just parked beautifully in the courtyard of the magnificent house. Again Fairel came to that place. All the good memories clearly lingered in his heart. He used to come as a friend, and now he comes back as an employee.

Too long silent so Fairel did not realize that Dena had gotten out of the car earlier. Long Fairel looked at the door that looked towering upwards. I do not know what is in his mind at this time until he just realized when he heard the knocking of the door glass.

Realizing that Fairel immediately took off her seat belt and opened the car door and went out from there.

"Emmm..this!" Fairel gave Dena's car keys.

Dena took it from Fairel's hands.

"If so, I. I say goodbye first." said Fairel broke his words. He just wants to be professional.

"Wait a minute!" Dena keeps Fairel from going straight home.

"Why??" fairel asked confusedly.

Dena's body immediately changed drastically. He was immediately nervous. "That's... Papa... would like to meet." said Dena cut into pieces.

"Now?"

"No! Next year!! Yes, it is still!" sewot Dena was immediately annoyed.

"Bhhhh!!! Why? Sensi mulu deh." murmured Fairel could only shake his head at Dena's behavior as the woman left him alone outside.

As a result, Fairel quickly caught up with Dena who was not visible in the corner of her eyes. When he was in front of the door of the Dena residence, Fairel was silent. Staring at the door that was closed and next to it opened.

"Old!" Dena came back to him while putting on a hostile face.

"Hmm." Fairel just cleared his throat. Slowly but surely his feet entered Dena's residence. When only a few steps went inside, Fairel immediately circulated his gaze in all directions.

"Wait here." the woman coded through her eyes looking towards the living room sofa.

"okay."

After Dena left, Fairel did not immediately sit down. He walked around the small living room. Staring at the picture frame neatly displayed on the wall.

Netra Fairel eyes stopped in one medium-sized picture frame. Fairel smiled when she saw the photo. In the photo, Dena is wearing her graduation clothes while holding a toga, the woman smiles sweetly at the camera.

Long Fairel looked at him and then moved on the picture frame next to him. Portrait of a happy Dena family member attending Dena's graduation. There must be Dena and her parents. And what made Fairel focus wrong was the photo of two small children standing in front of Dena displaying an adorable smile.

"Ekhemmm.." a typical male deheman's voice immediately startled Fairel. The man turned his body. At that moment his body immediately looked perfectly at the male figure before him at this moment.

"It turns out you're the son's secretary Om."

Fairel just nodded her head.

"Come, let's go to the study. A lot of what Om wants to say to you." invite Wira, Papa Dena.

Fairel could neither deny nor deny. He immediately walked following Wira from behind with mixed feelings.

"Please come in, Rail!" welcome the warm hero.

Again Fairel just nodded.

The two sit far apart. Fairel sat on the sofa, while Wira sat on her chair.

"It's been a while? Maybe the last time you came here was the birth of the youngest."

"Om how are you?" ask Fairel.

"Alhamdulillah Om good news. Maybe Om will not ask how you are because what Om sees now you are fine."

"We had a casual conversation, Rel. Don't be so stiff, Om so feel like talking to the statue."

Fairel scratched her non-itchy head.

"Honestly, when Om knew you were the new secretary of Dena, Om was relieved. You know why?" ask Wira.

Fairel shook his head. "What's the matter, Om?"

"Om feeling that now there has been a guard Dena since she lived abroad. Honestly, Om was often worried because he was there alone. You can only go there once a year. The rest is just phone communication."

"Om also just heard from the story of Om's wife if you previously had a fight."

"Om." Fairel's cut suddenly felt bad.

"Look out, Rail. Om not turn on you. Because according to Om your decision was right. Now, Om just wanted to ask why can you work with Om's son?" ask Wira.

"Arel apologized for resigning from Om's office. After that Arel immediately applied at another company and thankfully accepted. Suddenly, the company was closed. Forced Arel to find a new job and coincidentally Arel met Mbak Adel fitting he again nempelin poster job vacancy."

"Ooohh so." The hero nodded his head understanding.

"Om just asking for you, Rel. Please help Dena move her company back forward. It used to be Om's company that was going to shut down."

"Om tell me one secret. But, do not let others know including Dena. Okay, Rail?"

Even the confused Fairel just nodded her head.

"Look..."

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The atmosphere in the Dena residence seemed crowded by the happy cries of the two leaks that seemed to be riding on the Fairel like a horse.

"Again home first? Tomorrow we play again." persuaded Fairel while moving crawling to and fro.

"Ndakkk!!" the two screamed compactly then descended from behind Fairel's body then unexpectedly they hugged Fairel's neck as if not giving the man permission to go home.

"Will you bob tyus drink milk?" tanya Devan, the first child of Wira from her marriage to Cahya. The style of speech still sounds slurred, the rest is smooth.

Fairel just nodded his head. "Belalti Abang Al is like Divi dong drinking milk to Mother" said Devin, who is one year younger than Devan.

"Who would Al drink milk to?" ask Devin.

"Sister Na." screeched Devan instantly making Fairel choke on her own saliva.

"Uhukkk..."

"Abang Al why?" ask Devin worried.

"Eng. uhukkk uhukkk. Brother is okay." call Fairel.

While Cahya and Wira who saw their interaction immediately giggled amusedly. The point of the two words was that Fairel also had to drink milk like their youngest child, Divyanka, whom they called Divi.

"Abang Dav, call Kak Na Suluh here. Brother Al seems to have fallen asleep Tyus wants to drink milk."

Uhuk!!!

Fairel's breath was choked.

"Versin, Devin. Dad dong. Let Abang Arel go home. Tomorrow promise to play again with Abang Arel." persuade Cahya again.

"Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Papaaa." the two leaks immediately ran to complain to him Wira.

"What Mother said. Arel's brother also wants to rest at his house. Next time we play again."

"Promise?"

"Ask Arel."

"Abang Al?" they both scream in unison.

Fairel smiled looking at the two leaks. "Yes, I promise we'll play again."

"Yeyyyy... Bundaa, let's go bobok. Dav is so sleepy."

"Dev is also Mother."

"Hahaha, let's go to bed now. Pamit used to be with Brother Al."

They immediately ran into Fairel's body and gave a lot of kisses on the man's face making Fairel giggle amused.

"Good break, little boy."

"Dadahhh Abang Alll..."

"Dhahhhh..." Fairel waved her hand while staring at the departure of the two leaks.

"I think they're really upset, Rail. Until it is difficult to separate that." said Wira disperse Fairel's mind.

"Huum... Arel hadn't played for a long time either."

"Frequently to here, Rail. There's a man." seduced Wira.

"Om all right." replied Fairel to restrain his embarrassment.

"Ah yes, maybe now Arel should go home, Om." the man glanced at the clock on his wrist which turned out to have shown at seven o'clock at night.

"Return up what, Rail?" ask Wira.

"Let's find Arel an ojek in front, Om. It's not too late either."

"Let's Om interracial, Rail."

"No, Om."

"Yes, if so, mending you bring a motorbike in the garage. It was also the motor of Om first. Why are you being returned."

"This time you can't refuse, Rel. You bring the motor home again, the other is rarely used, but, every day heated up the engine coke." continued Wira before Fairel had time to protest.

"Emmm. Arel brought the bike again."

"good. Come on, Om drive ahead. Uhh! Hold on, Om call Dena upstairs. Not down from there."

"Let's go, Om. Maybe he's asleep. Tomorrow morning Arel is here again." reject Fairel.

"Who's sleeping?" instantly the two men turned simultaneously towards the source of the voice.

It turned out that Dena came after a long time not showing her face since coming home from the office earlier.

The hero who understands immediately withdraws. "Om to the room first, Rail. Be careful." whispered Wira slowly.

Fairel just nodded her head.

"Why come here?" fairel asked without looking at the interlocutor.

"The problem? Just want to move forward as a sense of humanity."

Dena denied it again.

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