Same Marriage as Duda
The Same Meeting of Gilang Boss Kids
It was a fun Sunday. Boss Gilang took me to resorts and hotels. It's not just me and Boss Gilang. But, his three children were invited along.
Fira Alista, 1st grade high school teen girl. Yuna Ariani, ABG 1st grade Junior High. Gita Tiruni, 4 years old. Three beautiful angels Bos Gilang's son.
When they were introduced to me, Fira was the most jutek like me. Yes understand. His age, a little difference from mine.
"Fira, a good greeting with Aunt Regina," said Boss Gilang reprimanded Fira who seemed to pee aka put a jutek face when shaking hands with me.
"Aunty? This weird kid should I call Auntie? Really Pa? Papa's not wrong, is he, Papa knows Fira to this little boy?" he said he rushed to his room, slamming the door hard.
"Fira you don't be insolent. She's your mom's candidate. He will take care of all your needs!" said Boss Gilang with a high tone.
"Bodo very!" saith.
Because of the emotion, Boss Gilang came to his room. Trying to break the door. But, I hold it. I do not want my presence to be the source or cause of their commotion.
"Mas. Withstands. Don't emotion. Let me go now." I said trying to realize that I was the cause of this commotion.
Just as I was about to rush off to leave Boss Gilang, he pulled my hand instead. He stopped my steps.
"No. You can't go anywhere. You stay in this house. Fira, it'll be my business. Because I'm his papa." he said seriously, and tried to lower his tone.
I can only accept that condition. Want to go can't. Surviving among them, I was only the source of the commotion between Boss Gilang and Fira.
I take a deep breath. Then I exhaled violently.
***
In the afternoon, the three sons of Bos Gilang asked to be escorted to the mall. They asked to buy clothes and sandals for the preparation of Eid later.
After getting what they want, the three asked to be escorted to the house of Boss Gilang's wife.
Gilang boss also obeyed what they wanted.
***
Back to the house of Boss Gilang. Me and him, back drowning in the intimacy we had been knitting together.
"Darling I asked to be taken. Today was very tired, invite the children to the mall." he asked.
"Mas. Sorry yes..if my presence causes a commotion between you and Fira." I said as I stomped on the back of Boss Gilang who was lying on the sofa.
"Udah.not to be discussed. Now discuss both of us," said Gilang Boss who suddenly turned his back. Then pull me in his arms.
A friendly kiss landed on my lips. Then, he continued with ********** until I had trouble breathing.
Before long, she fucked me. His hand movements were wild. Slowly he removed the covering cloth that was attached to my body.
Yes time shows 23:00 wib. As usual, we spent the night, until the early hours of the morning, with his naughty games.
Although he had visited my desert valley many times, he did not want to break it down with his mighty mister. I'm really lucky to know a guy like him.
***
I was in the kitchen early in the morning. Prepare a cup of tea and breakfast toast, make Boss Gilang.
"From tomorrow, there will be a maid, in this house. So you don't have to do kitchen work. My queen's gonna smell like garlic. Unsightly. So you just know me! Ahhahahahah!" jest.
At first I heard his words, seriously impressed. The last time he made a joke.
I just smiled at her behavior, which always gave me what I wanted. Enjoyment of love and matter.
***
Fira suddenly came to Boss Gilang's house. It wasn't a mistake, because he came to his papa's house.
As I thought, if we met, like Tom and Jerry. But I always try to give up. Because I'm a nobody Fira.
Me, just a stranger who was suddenly present in the life of Fira and her papa, Boss Gilang.
No one can deny destiny. Perhaps, my meeting with Boss Gilang, is a fate I cannot avoid.
Want it or not. I must be ready to accept all the consequences, because I dare to be present in the life of Boss Gilang, whose status is not a bachelor. But, the widower is the third child, and until this moment his children are still spoiled with Boss Gilang.
***
Fira suddenly said hungry. I was asked to make breakfast with four kinds of side dishes.
"Hey make me breakfast. Hungry this!" said Fira with a grumbling face.
"This crazy kid doesn't have the same chauffeur as me. She was told that I was her mother's candidate. But we are of the same age. It's hard, too, if he wants to pay respect to me. Patience, O Allah...Do not make me easy emotions, O Allah.
I kept making breakfast for Fira, with all my heart, even though the ABG boy insulted me and was never polite with me.
"It's junk food. Hukkk! Not very good!" chirps Fira who spewed food in her mouth.
Suddenly Boss Gilang came over.
"Fira you why else. Just make a fuss at your work!"
"He's pa. Make breakfast but not good. It feels like he's gonna throw up eating his cooking. She's a bad maid!" Fira completely tore up my pride.
"Prophey Allah.this is the test of life," my heart.
"Hey. If you feel like eating other people's food is not good. Yeah cook it yourself." Gilang told Fira.
Direct fira emotions.
"Oh so papa's defending this filthy maid huh!" Fira immediately rushed away, heading for the room while slamming the door.
"Basar brazen child. There are no rules and no manners as parents," added Bos Gilang upset to see the behavior of his daughter.
"I'm sorry my son, if he never appreciates you." asked Boss Gilang who felt bad for me.
"It's okay.I'm relaxed. But the original I emotion is also often made the same emotions as his son.
"I promise I'll take care of Fira, let's not be rude to you again. You please understand me yes. Same ABG her like her mom-to-be. Xixixix!" seloroh Bos Gilang's.
"No what. I'll be patient with Fira. I'm sure, one day, he'll be my best friend too." I said reassuring Gilang Boss.
"Hmmmmm. Yes..deh I believe in your efforts." she said as she stroked my hair.
"Give me some time.I'll prove it to Boss Gilang. Fira's gonna be my best friend." I said convince her.
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