The Woman the CEO

Ch 150~ Towards Old Age

The holidays are over. They all go back to the same routine. In the yard of the Prasetyo family home, the servants look diligent in carrying out their duties. Servants employed are well educated, soft and friendly. All of that is a condition of acceptance to be a servant of the Prasetyo family.

The standard of reception of servants they hold makes their home environment comfortable. When not using the standards of educated servants, they often find servants who like to gossip. Really it is very uncomfortable and provokes anger. Especially at that time Angel caught himself the gossip waiter who talked about him.

“Duh lucky to be Miss Angel, could be the wife of young master.” Said one of the maidservants who was twenty-plus, from her air tone implied a real envy.

“Ya is indeed lucky mbak, young master and his wife are also very suitable. Do not listen to mbak.” The other waitress of about the same age was eyeing the other servant's friend. He sometimes feels arrogant also with the figure near him, why the look on the face of words and actions always imply a deep envy. Indeed it is natural, but if wrapped with a degrading view then it is very, very questionable. The figure next to him is an example of a wanderer who always seems to be proud.

“Ck who is irrigating!” Elak the waitress earlier, had ruffled his waist and released the blanket that he wanted to title so that it sunk perfectly.

“If not ngiri why do not you like to talk about Miss Angel? About the lucky Miss Angel, about the incomparable Miss Angel, about the spoiled Miss Angel?” The look on the waiter's face stared probing.

“Ya indeed spoiled times!”

“Jeez mbak! Miss Angel is not spoiled. Maybe it was because of her pregnancy hormones. This mother could not see clearly what the diligent Miss Angel was. Ma'am better keep talking, do not throw words easily. Dependents him hereafter weight mbak.” The waiter commemorated his friend named Nia who was already a beaver face because of the lecture.

“Halah! that's the truth! just look at yesterday cry was not clear even like drama in the middle room.”

The waiter doesn't know good. Hired to carry out by hand, now even with no shame even sneering at the host with his boneless tongue with a tone full of siratan will real selfness.

Just about to return to spewing advice on Nia the voice from behind made them stiffen.

“Who spoiled Nia?”

They turned to make sure of the sound. The blanket that Nia was holding fell to the ground, her face was pias. Seeing their master. That he was talking about! Miss Angel.

“No-nona..” The sound of fear.

Angel stared in silence with her hands folded, over her stomach which seemed to be protruding.

“What am I spoiled?” Angel's voice sounded calm, with one eyebrow raised up. Highlighting those clear eyes with a calm voice even more made Nia the more they were afraid. I don't know this Miss of theirs is so intimidating even though her tone is calm.

“Bu-not so ma-I mean miss...Ta-but..” He had to give up but could not, my brain was stupid to be able to spark a tongue looking for lies to justify his mockery of the host a moment ago.

“I'm sorry miss.” Finally, I chose to confess my sins. Squeezing his hands with sweat that started flooding the forehead. Angel took a breath. Even the environment of his in-laws home there is still a figure who likes to nyinyir.

Angel chose to turn around to suppress his sense of regret. Nor is he an easy employer to fire a waiter for dislike. His gentle point of view was instead considering the Nia family if Nia was fired it was better to just muffle her frustration.

“Liat mbak mbak mbak cibir as good as that. Even Miss Angel mentioned the name mbak, where else mbak met the employer who remembered our name. I should be thankful we got a mistress like Miss Angel.” Nia fell silent, biting her lower lip.

Everything that happened back then was known to Hans. Making the man who loves Angel immediately select the servants who talk a lot firing them all. Hans was the type that prevailed so he always tried to create a comfort zone for his wife.

Now Angel, Hana and Mama are seen folding their hands on their chests. Pinched eyes at the three men who were currently standing with a bow. What they saw was clearly an anger. How not, they saw the three men drying mischievously in unison on a single figure of a woman passing through the compound of their stately home.

“Papa don't remember what age?! That flirty kayak! Want mama to gouge papa's eyes!” Mom's touch made Papa choked.

“Iya papa wrong ma.” Directly scapegoating Papa, Papa's eyes glared loudly at Hans.

“Hans!”

“Why? it was indeed papa was flirtatious winking the eyes of the same girl. ck..ck...” Hans clucked making papa even more inflamed. The more glaring papa when he saw later Bram even hugged hard justifying.

“Papa out!”

“Out pa, even this papa sleeping outside.”

Hans and Bram immediately dragged Papa out. Moreover, seeing their hands clapping like cleaning dust makes papa bulging hard.

“Hans, Bram! You guys are yes! Why even papa outside, you are wrong here.” Late door closed.

Papa can't figure out why he became stranded outside the house like this. Not allowed in. Continuing to grumble, he was also the wrong one even entered in the game of his brash son.

A loud explosion from behind made what was jumped in shock.

“Suprise, happy birthday papa.” Mama called out in excitement. Angel is seen carrying a cake with a lit candle. Papa frowning.

“Ck don't frown so dong pa.” Hana.

“Haha happy birthday to my husband! Muachhhh.” They load the eyeballs see the mama who is struggling on papa.

“So you guys get this papa?”

“Iya sorry pa, haha.” Hans laughed off.

“Ck ,ck..” Papa clucked hard.

“Opa happy birthday yes opa, later Nara asks for a doll gift yes opa.” Lah the little guy even innocently asked for a gift.

“There are birthdays that even love gifts. You love the gift dong same opa.” Seloroh Ken's.

“Yes no papa opa.”

“Haha yes, what the hell does opa.” grandchild do Slumped off all of them. Inflatable candles happen with a big smile. Seeing the mother and father who were durable together until old age and unfading affection made Hans look at his wife.

There will be old age. The time when he would start to get tired due to his weakened body. At that time, hopefully, he did not trouble the wife. Hopefully in old age he is not sick.

May the long time they will live always misty happiness. It's time to get old together....

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