The Enchantment of Madam

Beautiful Ma'am

The fourth day me and Mbak Gotik back to the office. Nothing has changed for the two of us, my status in the office remains a lowly staff that is even underestimated by Mr. Bobby–– is now my father-in-law.

"Le, from now on you're the one with the car, huh?" mba Gotik.

"All right." Without further ado I agree.

I who was wearing a tie felt rushed because Mbak Gothic already looks neat. Apparently he is among those who do not like delays.

"Wait!" prevent the Gothic madam when I want to go to the main room door.

The move also came to a halt when the order from the Gothic Mother was heard in the ear.

There was no sudden saying that the tiny body of the Gothic Sister was already in front of me. Her face looks fresh today with natural make-up and she starts to fix the collar and tie that I wear.

"Well, if it's like this, right, neat" he said as he patted my chest softly. Ah, that's so sweet.

"God! Who told you to take me for a long time, huh?!" The words of the Gothic ma'am caught me by surprise.

"Yee ... Ma'am, right, is my wife. No pa-pa, la!"

"Ck! Do not keep repeating the same words. Our marriage is not about love, okay?!" mak Gotik said with round eyes, then he walked around attaching a medium-sized bag strap on his shoulder.

I followed him from behind and after getting close to the car, I opened the door for Mbak Gothic. However, when the tiny body ducked wanting to get into the car, suddenly there was a small creature coming out of the bag.

'Meeow.'

Holy hooch!

My eyes were rounded and spontaneously moved away from the Gothic Mother, while the person I opened the door laughed at me who might look shocked when he saw Katemi.

"Catemy, you don't get naughty, huh? Don't be afraid of Lele. Just eat him if you want," said Miss Gothic to her pet cat.

**

Nearly an hour later we had reached the office lobby after being stuck from traffic and several times when the red light was on.

"Remember, here's our status of superiors and subordinates. No frills, wife and husband, okay?!"

"Yes. His shirt and my pants. If you don't wear a shirt that's not too shy, but if you don't pack pants, you'll be more embarrassed."

"Gee! Not going there, either, Lele! I gave Katemi a long time, too, you!" it was the heat that made me even more anxious.

Ms. Gothic got out of the car with Katemi while I was walking leisurely because my work room was not far away. Yep, yeah, here I have a responsibility in the field of marketing and not infrequently also I always ventured into the field to make sure the goods we spend it has really been channeled properly and check the state of the market for items that are currently in trend.

"Le, how was his first night?" ask the Fiktor aka my roommate's dirty thoughts.

"Married sono, Bang! Let's not ask doang, but can feel."

"Where does cake taste? Sweetie? An acid? Salted? Or––" Looks like the sentence he made hangs on purpose.

"Taste––AH, STEADY!" I replied as I stepped outside the room making Fiktor laugh this early. And, you know, not either. Bodo is very, very. Is it the time that such a thing is published?

Opening a suit and rolling up my shirt sleeves is my custom. Somehow I feel more comfortable working like this not even rarely tie me loosened. However, when I want to meet the boss then I have my own hassles to tidy up.

"Levine, called the same Boss Ma'am," said Seli who still holds the handle of the white phone.

"Geez! Shuh!" I drove Katemi away, but she kept coming at me.

"She loves you, Le," said Ms. Gothic while focusing on her laptop.

I walked over to the Gothic Sister's table and Katemi followed me until I sat on the chair. Out of annoyance, I finally lifted my leg and Katemi looked troubled to reach my leg which she kept hunting. Rasayn!

A pair of Gothic Mother's eyes were now rounded as I was holding both of my knees on the chair.

"God! Down, no, his legs?!" cynical Ma'am Gothic.

"No! Keep Katemi away from me, can I melt later. Mending is runnin' because of mbak, rather than runnin' on him!" I replied while glancing at Katemi.

"Well, can you?" The Gothic ma'am looked at me with an astonished expression. It was as if he was looking for my weakness.

"Could, would! I took a shower after the first night also sneezed, Ma'am," replied I'm currently focusing on Katemi.

"Gee! Again you always want me to do this, anyway, Levine?!" acrimoniousness.

My pair of eyes that were focusing on Katemi now moved to focus more on the Gothic Mother who was in front of me with a face that was so close because the Gothic Mother pulled the collar of the clothes I was wearing that our faces just a few inches away. In fact, the warm breath and the fragrance of his body were completely sniffed by my sense of smell.

Lord, if I may ask; please linger, dong, our closeness is as it is today.

**

I just finished checking the goods from the field. The hot sun was used to me passing and for some reason, for me this is much more fun than working in an office filled with busy people and can only mingle during rest hours. In fact, many also only look for face in front of the boss after position in the company.

"Tomorrow again if I go to the field bring a cake bike usually, Ma'am," I protest because on the field people look at me in wonder. Reasonable, anyway. They didn't know that the car I was carrying belonged to a Gothic ma'am.

"Can't! In the office you have been seen by my husband, later people even think I'm a person who has the same heart's own husband," replied Gothic Sister without looking at me, her finger still engraving the numbers on the report sheet.

"Well, that's heart, really. The proof from the beginning of my marriage was not rasain the first night!"

"Gil!" A pair of rounded Gothic Mbak's eyes were looking at me at this moment. "I told you to stop talking about the first night!" sans annoyance.

"Sir, you know the rights and duties of a wife and husband, right?"

"Do not ask for your rights!"

"Silter." I smiled looking at the expression of the Gothic Sister whose knee reached up to the workbench.

It's really a funny thing. Stuck in a marriage with two people are stubborn and have different preferences. Unique, but it can also turn into a time bomb when one of us harbors resentment.

"Down! What if other employees see the behavior of Ma'am? Gone was their graceful look at Ma'am," I said with a bewitching smile as he slowly descended from the table.

I walked and approached him.

"What do you want?" ask the Gothic ma'am when I was in front of him.

I didn't answer. However, I began to tidy up the children's messy hair, then was about to whisper one thing.

"Mbak is beautiful, but––"

"But what?" asked the Gothic Sister who seemed to be gerogi as my warm breath swept over her flushed cheeks.