When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 57

He stared at the calendar on his phone. It's past the date, he should have menstruated by now or maybe back off the schedule. Usually he ignores things like this, but after marriage. He began to think about the presence of new lives in his stomach considering they did so almost every night.

It was almost maghrib, but her husband had not yet come to pick her up. Usually Galas always gave him news if he could not come, but this time the message since half an hour ago did not get a reply.

"Maybe Galas is busy" he murmured. She chose to walk instead of contacting Mr. Ato, walking the road she used to walk before becoming the wife of a Boss. The path she suddenly missed.

A dispensary on the side of the road stopped its steps. There is no harm in trying to check it, right? How thought. Not that he was expecting too much, but just curious and wanted to be sure.

"Andara?" Someone called his name from behind, as he was waiting for the item he wanted.

"Mas Aven?" Gawk looked back.

"Here, Ma'am." Gayung received two different tespecks from the hands of Mbak-Mbak who guarded the dispensary and put it in a bag after paying for it.

"You pregnant?" ask Aven. He was not surprised, because Sasha had said that the girl of his heart had been married not long ago.

"Not yet to know," replied Gayung with a sweet smile.

"That means there's already signs for sure."

"Ehm .. don't know, either." Unknowingly Gayung rubbed his flat stomach.

"You never went to Sasha's place. So busy, after marriage?" Aven opened the conversation again after a moment of silence. "Koci kangen, tuh, same you ...."

Sasha has moved into her former room since she got married.

"Cook, anyway? I miss him too," said Gayung enthusiastically. Plans to pick up Koci always fail, because Galas always reasoned if invited to stop by his old boarding house on the way home.

"If it's me, don't miss it?" ask Aven who was immediately protested by Gayung's narrow eyes.

"Don't flirt with people's wives." Gyeong glanced at the feigned rage.

"Kidding, really." Aven smiled faintly looking at the face of the curly haired woman beside him. Angry still beautiful, her heart. His eyes can not be separated from the Gayung who is now busy with his cellphone.

"Would you like to go home?"

"Yes," answered the short-sighted young man without turning his head. He chose to book an online taxi application to drive him home.

"Want me to take you?"

"No need, it will be a hassle. I've ordered an online motorcycle."

The small talk continued until shortly after his narrow eyes caught the figure of a hijab woman walking closer to them. He throws a smile to Gayung who reflexively replies with his thin smile while glancing at Aven at a glance. Because he felt he did not know the woman. Maybe his acquaintance Aven, he thought.

"I'm done" the girl told Aven, who looked a little misbehaved, according to Gayung's vision.

"OKAY. Oh, yeah, I know this is my old neighbor, and this is my fiancee." Aven introduced the two who immediately shook hands and mentioned each other's names. There was a bit of shock in Gayung's heart, he glanced at Aven as opposed to, given his attitude that often seduced him even though he already had a fiancee.

Thier ... Thier ...

The sound of the horn shifted the focus of the Gayung who suddenly thought about the loyalty of a man. Is everything the same as that?

"Grard?" A smile expands on his lips.

***

"Where are you from? How did it just come?" gayung asked while glancing at her husband who had not been in the car since he asked her to talk. His hand moved agilely cancel the online motorcycle he ordered earlier, not forgetting to compensate for the loss

"From the hospital," replied Flatly.

"From the hospital? Who's sick?" ask the curious Gayung.

"Tiara," answered Galas briefly without looking at him.

"What pain does Tiara have?" Despite trying to understand their friendship, jealousy still rippled in his heart. Although not showing it clearly in front of her husband.

Gayung who never got an answer, suddenly turned to her husband who seemed silent focus on driving.

"Why are you, brother?" Gayung began to get anxious to see the residence of her husband.

"Why not contact Mr. Ato and even walk?" Finally a question slid sharply from his lips followed by a glint of his eyes that was hard to decipher. Is Galas angry? Because what? Because he's on foot? His inner.

"I was waiting for Galas, because over time I walked for a while and there was something I wanted to buy," he explained.

"It's not that you want to reminisce with that guy." Gayung glanced at the middle aged knowing the facts of her husband's residence because of jealousy that did not enter deacons, according to him.

"What nostalgia, anyway, sister, I do have memories of what he is," muttered Gayung inexhaustible.

"Hem." Galas even cleared his throat, as if insinuating him. The romantic song and sweet messages of the man on his wife's phone again imagined disturbing him. Moreover, seeing their familiarity earlier was also a smile on his wife's lips as they spoke, making his heart filled with blind jealousy.

"Any brother jealous?" lirih Gayung's.

Galas did not reply, his eyes looking at the incredible traffic jam in front of him. But that was not the focus of his attention, but something else, one of which was of course his wife.

Arriving home, Galas went straight to the top floor, their room. Gayung followed her from behind, but when she got to the room she did not find her husband there and the sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom answered her question.

He threw his tired body onto the sofa of their room. Why be angry just because he talks to another man. After all, his conversation with Aven was just a pleasantries. Even though the man always said the fights that he thought were just ordinary jokes. I don't know .. Then how are you Galas? Who works every day with your first love and the woman who loves you half-dead? Then do you know how my heart is ...?

"Hufft ...."

Gayung throw a rough breath. It can't take too long with a situation like this. His feet stepped up to take a change of clothes and then to another room to take a shower and then pray. After that she will talk to her husband, so as not to be angry again.

***

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