The Young Master's Substitute

Turns out the boss's wife.

This morning, Fabian arrived at the office. He was already sitting in his room and staring at the monitor. It seems, now Fabian already seems to master his work.

Ting.

Suddenly, the notification sound from Fabian's phone rang. Fabian, who was still sitting in his study, picked up his phone lying on the table. Fabian opened a chat from Aira.

(Bi, we're meeting yuk! when do you have time for me?)

Fabian smiled. He did not reply to a chat from Aira . But he called Aira. Already often Aira ngajak Fabian meet. But Fabian has no time for that.

"Hello..."

"Hello Bi. How did you call? you're in the office."

"Em, later afternoon after work, I'll take you to your house. We will walk in the afternoon."

"Well, are you serious about making me walk?"

"Yes Ra. I seriously. You want to, right?"

"You are so bad Bi."

"Yes already. If so, I continue to work. I was busy at the office. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alakiumsalam."

Fabian hung up his phone line and stared at his phone.

"If I don't walk, he'll bother me."

Fabian put his phone back on the table. After which, he stared at his monitor screen again.

He then continued his work.

**

On the other hand, Syanum was still busy cooking together to his two aides.

"Non. Where's this cooking you want to take it?" asked Mbak Asih who seemed to be pouring rice and side dishes into the bushel that Syanum has provided.

"I'm going to my husband's office" replied Syanum.

"Oh, so Non want to take this food to sono?"

"Yes. I'd like to send you this food for dad and papa."

Ma'am Fani smiled.

"Indeed yes, dream daughter-in-law and dream wife. To the extent, willing to cook for in-laws and husbands," said Ms. Fani.

Syanum looked at Madam Fani.

"I'm not like this every day either. Just this time. Usually, I only bring lunch for Dad. Besides being a driver, I'm also in the afternoon, I like to help out in my husband's office."

Ma'am Fani is a mangosteen, seems to understand. She was indeed the new maid in Syanum's house. So, he did not know very well the activities in the house.

After all the food had been entered into the dish, Syanum then stepped into her room to get ready for her husband's office.

Syanum had already memorized the street to Fabian's office. Since Syanum had lived at Bu Reva's house, Syanum often went to Fabian's office to deliver lunch to his father.

A little while later, Syanum came down from the top floor and headed to the kitchen.

"Non's going up there to what? take cab?" ask Mama Fani.

"Regular Ma'am. Ride the bike. After all, taxi costs are expensive. Bicycles are more practical."

"Hot-hot want to ride a bike to the office? why not take a motorcycle? there's a motor outside?" ask Mama Fani.

Syanum grinned.

"I'm afraid to ride a motorcycle. Because in the past, when I was in the village, I had learned to ride a motorcycle, but I fell and was not going to ride a motorcycle again" Syanum explained.

Mbak Fani and Mbak Asih just chuckled. Funny with the story of Syanum.

After Syanum was ready, Syanum then brought in front of three small bushels for lunch of her husband, father, and father-in-law.

Syanum placed the small branches in the bicycle basket. Without taking too long, she took a bike to her husband's office.

Moments later, Syanum reached the courtyard of his father-in-law's large office parking lot. Syanum was still staring at that majestic-looking multi-storey building.

Syanum smile.

"Well, it turns out this office is great. I did not expect, would be the daughter-in-law of a rich man like Mr. Damar. If only, my husband was nothing like the young master. I'm sure my life will be happy."

"Ih, why should I think of him anyway. I'm actually just here to send food to dad and papa Damar. But, afraid young master ngiri. So I brought him all. If only the young master would be nice to me. I must've eaten him every day for lunch. But the evil young master. He's been daring to sniff me."

Syanum then parked his bike in the parking lot. After that he brought a bushel for his father.

"Where is dad."

Syanum was still staring around. However, he did not see his father in front of the office at all. Usually Mr. Herman is always in front of the office.

A man, like Fabian, stepped into the car park. He was staring at Syanum. Syanum seems to be confused.

"That girl, it's like someone's dancing. Who is ya. But, I'm just samperin," said the man.

The tall-looking man approached Syanum.

"Hi.." greet the man to Syanum.

Syanum smile.

"Who are you looking for?" ask the man.

"I want to find my dad. But it seems he's not here. Is it possible that he went inside huh," Syanum looked around.

"Whose father are you?"

"Sir Herman is called Mas. He's usually up ahead. Why he doesn't exist, yes,"

"Sir Herman who?"

"Mas doesn't know my father? my father is famous here. He's the driver, Mr. Damar, the owner of this office."

"Oh, so you're Mr Herman's son Om Damar's driver?"

Syanum just nodded.

"So it looks like Om Damar and his driver have left the office. But if Fabian is, it's inside."

"So my dad left?"

The handsome man just nodded.

"Yes already. I went there first."

The man then left Syanum. He stepped towards his car. Since then, Syanum has been watching the man until he gets into the car.

'Who the hell is that guy. I just saw him in this office. Is he a new employee here huh. But he was like a rich man. The car is also luxurious.' Inner Syanum.

After the man's car left, Syanum began to wake up.

"I've been having a hard time cooking for my father and father-in-law. But they're gone."

Syanum smile.

"But inside there is still

Young master. He must have eaten this afternoon."

Syanum then brought one of his challenges into the office.

Syanum was still frowning in the office lobby. He seems to be confused. Because it was the first time he entered the office.

A beautiful woman suddenly approached him. It seems that the woman did not recognize Syanum.

"Good afternoon. Can I help you, brother?" ask the woman.

"I'd like to meet Mr. Fabian."

"Oh, Mr. Fabiannya again can not be disturbed Ma'am."

"Lho. So, I can't go in the room?"

"Can't be a child. Did you make any prior promises to Mr Fabian?"

Syanum.

"If you don't make an appointment first, you can't just go inside. If you want to go in and meet Mr. Fabian, you have to make an appointment first" said the woman again.

"What to make an appointment. I am his wife. Cook his own wife should not go into her husband's room anyway," grumbled Syanum who made Fabian employees surprised.

"What! so you're this, Mr Fabian's wife?"

Syanum.