MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Ex-ex

My eyes narrowed staring in disbelief at the man in front. She ... what's here? He's Maherza, my ex from early college. I broke up because he betrayed. Then the man who is usually called Eza ngaku nyesel and keep asking for a return. I refused, because for me once betrayed abstinence to return again.

But, at that time Eza failed to move-on and continued to force the change. Then it disappeared without any news after I ignored it. Hearing news from one of his friends, it is said that he chose to move to college in order to move-on from me. And now suddenly he was in front, in the same office. OMG! I hope he moves on completely.

"So, really .. That snot boy is your husband?" ask him again.

I stood up and folded my hands, facing him. "Where do you know my husband? While just now when he brought me here, you didn't meet him?"

"You are covered in one jacket at the stop" explained Eza alantang.

My eyes are perfectly round. Glance to Ulfa and Rima workspace. The two of them gave lips holding a smile hearing Eza's words. Oh, it was worth it that time there was a red car driving slowly in front of the stop. So, it was Eza apparently. Ck!

"I think it's your cousin."

"That's .. my husband."

Eza chuckled and then mocked. "What the hell did you see from that boy, Sa?"

"Sorry, I still have a lot of work to do." I turned around ready to sit back in the chair.

"Eitz!" Eza blocked my arm. I also sit down. He pulled my arm so hard that I fell into his arms.

"Denger yes, if the boss again talk is appreciated. Don't ditch! It's not polite that's the name" he continued.

Huh uh?! Seriously, is he the boss here now? Ck, it will be complicated if this is the story. I pulled myself out of his arms. He even hugged the hug.

"Shhhh! Okay, enjoy it! I still miss you."

"the Eza! Eum, Mr. Eza, please let go! You are also polite to employees!" I looked at him sharply.

"Okay, I'm off. But, next time be polite huh, same Boss!" He put both hands in his pants pocket. Walk with his bow to the boss's room.

After this old age, I think he's turned into an adult. But, in fact, he is still the same as before. Selfish and want to win by yourself. He wants to be appreciated, but he himself does not want to respect others. I don't understand why I used to be the same guy as him. Argha!

"Ulfa, why don't you tell me that our boss is changing?" ask me in a half whisper.

Ulfa stood up and brought her face closer. "Forget. Just this morning he changed Mr. Broto's position."

"Can I miss the info, anyway?" grumbling.

"That's great, Fa. You see, Mr. Broto was sick again, so his company was stopped by Mr. Eza. Mr. Eza is Mr. Broto's favorite nephew," explained Rima chimed in.

"Huh?! Seriously, Eza's Mr Broto's niece?" Rima and Ulfa nodded at my question.

"Yes, favorite nephew. You see, Mr. Broto does not have a son," explained Ulfa.

My eyes narrowed my forehead cringing. "How come, you guys are this updated?"

"Makanya Fa, once in a while follow us - we let it update," said Rima. They both laughed.

Yes, I've been too focused on cooperation. If it works, yes, it does,

don't care about anything else. Finish work straight home. If an office friend is having a get-together, I never go along. Yeah, that monotonous was my life. But, now ... since Bocil was present, my life is not as crisp as it used to be. So colorful.

"Yeee, asked even grin!" I gasped at Ulfa's tabokan.

"Oh, yeah, what's it?"

"You seem to know you very well, same Mr Eza?" cecar Ulfa's. Rima is enthusiastic.

"Eum, yes, no need to talk about it! Not important. Back to work again, yuk!" I sat back and worked. Ulfa and Rima snorted in disappointment because of her insatiable sense of smell.

"Safa, you are called to Mr. Eza's room!" said Ms. Foni, Mr. Broto's secretary.

"Huh?! Me?" I pointed at myself. Foni's mother nodded confidently. Ck, what's up, anyway?

"Yes, Mom." I stepped lazily into Eza's room.

"Yes, comein!" he said after I knocked on the door of the room the superior who was the former. Ck!

"Mr call me?"

"Yes. Sit down!" word's flat.

I also sit. He immediately expressed his wish. I was asked to come to the office early tomorrow to accompany him to review the project outside the city.

"Why me, sir? Usually, if there is an event like this Mother Foni who accompanies," my protest.

"Now here I am the boss. So, I decided. You as an employee just have to obey. Understand?!"

"Eum, fine, sir."

"Well, that's dong! Yeah, back to work!"

I nodded resignedly. Then he came out while carrying a feeling of anger in his chest. Every time in such a shitty situation, then I remembered Bocil's face and smile, for some reason it instantly calmed down. Even just his shadow is like a sedative to me.

*****

Again sitting waiting for drinks and food orders with Ulfa and Rima at the restaurant next to the office. Suddenly Eza came over, with his arrogance he kicked the two friends out.

"What are you, anyway?" my murmur.

"One thing you should know, Sa, until now I haven't been able to move-on. I still love you" said Eza confidently. I heard Ulfa and Rima coughed at the next table.

"But I don't feel the same way about you, Za. Please understand! Don't bother my life again! Okay fine! I am happy with my life now. So, you must also seek your own happiness."

"For me it's just you, Sa."

"Za, please don't believe me! Move-on, okay!"

"Yes, and now the situation has changed. I'm married, Za."

"I know, you married that snot boy because of a compulsion, right? Just make a cover up of embarrassment. Yeah, right? I know everything, Sa. You're not happy, are you, like, a kid?"

"Who did you say? Don't believe the hoax. I'm happy, same as my marriage."

"Here, don't lie to you, Sa. I know everything from trusted informants. Zahras!"

Ck, Zahraa! Zahra my cousin's brother, he's the closest person to me. I told her a lot about her. If not in person, we usually talk over the phone. Almost all my secrets and disgrace he knows. In fact, he was also very familiar with Eza.

Zahra is a good guy. Only like khilaf if iming-imingi brandit goods. Surely Eza has bribed, until Zahra opens my US card like this.

"Udahlah, Sa, stay with your husband. He's still too much of a boy. Can what, he? Huh uh?!"

Sudden emotion, and I can't thank my husband being underestimated like this. "She can make me feel comfortable and happy!" I am full of emphasis.

Eza chuckles in disbelief. That's how he is, I-I really know it's about me. "If you want to pretend to be happy, don't be in front of me, Sa. I know you well."

I nodded while shaking my head in disbelief. "If you knew me well and your love was sincere .. You wouldn't cheat on me, Za." She's speechless.

"The story of our story is finished for me. I was closed tight. I even threw it in the trash! Knows you!"

Eza her lips slanted cynically. "That's it, you think, Sa. But, I don't care if you close the book, I'll open it again.  Want you to belong to someone else once, I'll take you, Sa, because I'm the only one who deserves you!"

I shook my head and shook the hands of a fool. My appetite was gone. I let the food that was served on the table. Then go back to the office. In front of the gate, stood my penance medicine.

"Hi, this day-night collision here, what's up?" ask me after close.

"You're depositing."

"Huh?! What deposit?" My forehead is creeping in not understanding.

"Setor a feeling of longing. It's so heavy, it's not so hard to carry it yourself."

I put my lips on holding a smile. "Are you not working?"

"It just so happens that the workshop again is a bit quiet, so can permission. Oya, here, I brought your favorite hodgepodge. Ah, but you must have eaten, huh?"

I'm shaking. "Not yet."

"Not eaten?"

"Yes, haven't eaten."

"Yes! If so this food is not in vain dong yes, I brought it all the way here." The wrapping from his hand.

"Thank you, yeah, you've bothered coming here with my favorite food."

"For loved ones there is no word of bother, Ma'am." I blushed. Honestly, I really want to give him a warm hug, but shame and prestige.

"Khem!" Eza. Bocil and I turned towards him. Duh, don't be with Eza make a mess of the atmosphere.

"It's time for work. Back to the office! Now!" Eza.

I watched the clock on the phone screen. "My meal time is still 10 minutes, really, sir," I protested.

"If I say go back to work, go back! Now!" Eza.

Bocil immediately mediated between me and Eza. "You can be ordinary! Don't you dare snap at my wife! Me as her husband never snapped at her!" buy over.

"Heh, snot boy, this is my word. I am in charge here. Don't interfere!" Eza looked at Dafa nyalang. Both were involved in a fierce view.

"Oh, obviously I'm going to interfere because it's about my wife! You've snapped at my wife, in front of me. And I can't accept that!"

"Okay, if you don't take it, then what do you want?!" challenge Eza. The commotion that occurs here attracts the attention of both office people and people who are passing in the street in front of the office.

"Udah, enough! You guys can't, don't be like little gini kids! Shame on people. Huh!" I shouted in the middle of them both. Eza tidied up his suit, glanced at the cynical Dafa then passed by in his haughty style.

"He who? Your boss?" I nodded, asked Bocil.

"What's the matter with him, until it's as cynical as it was to Mbak and also to me? Haven't you ever met before?" I'm still not ready to tell Bocil that Eza is my ex. Later at home, if the atmosphere is calm.

"Kok can do it, the cake guy so the boss?" he continued his anger was still fiery.

"Yes, yes. Don't be angry," I said.

"You're also bummering," my lead, then.

"But, ngangenin, kaaan?" whispered. My eyes were round for a moment. Greetings, since when have I hugged her like this? I let go of the embrace. He hugged me tightly.

"U-h ah, peeling! Shame on people," I whispered.

"Okay, I'll let it go when it's home, okay?" his reply.

"Ck!" He's snapping. Then return to his workplace. Actually still want to, linger with him, but my break time is also over having to go back to work.

"Eh, Ma'am, come here!"

"What?"

"Here is approaching. It's on your forehead there's something!" point at.

I came closer to his side which was already hanging on the bike. Slightly bent my forehead closer to his face. "What's wrong?" I just feel horrified. Afraid of caterpillars or something.

"Fruit!" He kissed my forehead, after which the gas went off.

"Bab!iil!" She turned her head, reviewed the smile and gave me a kiss bye. Two guards who were watching while enjoying coffee at the post, coughed teasing me while ciya-ciye. Ck!