My Husband is Complimentary

Episode 13's

We had finished eating, I helped Mba Diya to clean the dirty dishes and wash them.

"Rai, don't bother. Let me just do the right thing. You're a guest, you have to do the dishes." He said it wasn't good.

"Well, Mba, I'm usually rich. I'm embarrassed, after all, if it's just sitting sweet." My reply was smiling.

"You are so good Rai. I'm so glad to see you. I'm only Rai's only child, so I've been very lonely all this time." His complaints with the look of the face become sad.

"From now on, Mba can consider me Mba's sister. That too if Mba Diya wants to," comfort me and hold her tight.

I pat her back slowly, she returned my embrace.

Ah it feels so comfortable. By chance, I don't have a sister. My brother and sister are all boys. 

We broke off the hug, then cleaned up the dishes. We walked to the family room. Where Irsyad and Mr. Juna were having a warm conversation.

I sat down beside my husband, while Mba Diya sat down next to Mr. Juna. We're facing each other. Again I caught a mess with my husband's boss.

I saw him blink one eye at me. Although only a glance, but I can catch it clearly.

I glared my eyes at him. I don't care if he's mad at me. It's even great. But, my guess was wrong, he even more teased me. Smiled sweetly and then blinked one more eye.

"What the hell! Sebel deh, even though he's handsome, but if flirtatious, horrified also see it." I said in my heart.

"Mas, go home now yuk? I'm fucking it." My whisper to Irsyad.

My husband just nodded. Then his gaze turned to Mr. Juna and mba Diya.

Mr. Juna doesn't seem to like my husband's words. Seen from his facial water, he stopped his smile instantly.

"Lho, what's the rush for Syad? In a moment, let your wife talk to my wife." His request prevented our return.

"Males really, must long share the air with you Sir! What is Diya less? Until he flirtates to another woman," I said in my heart.

"I'm sorry once again sir, but my wife is tired and wants to rest at home soon."

"Oh. yasuda then. Thank you for coming to my house."

I just listened, not forgetting to smile at Mr. Juna and Mba Diya.

"It should be me and Rai who say thank you Sir. Thank you so much Madam for the meal, Madam's cooking is so delicious." I praised him, I rolled my eyeballs.

Jealous as well, hearing him praise the cooking of another woman.

"Ah, maybe just a little talk. Even though the food is not good at all, surely Irsyad will say good," my mind spoke. I smiled amusedly, with this senseless jealousy of mine.

"Ah you could have been Syad. Invite your wife to play here often. Rai, can I have your phone number?" The Pinta Mba Diya.

I immediately pulled out my phone and I gave it to her.

After changing the phone number, Mr. Juna and his wife drove us to the front door. Me and Mba Diya kiss each other on the cheek.

After saying hello, I and Irsyad rushed into the car. I want to get out of the sight of my husband's flirtatious boss.