
The smile never faded from Gayung's lips when the two tespecks he bought yesterday showed the same result, two red lines which means positive. But he did not want to rush to conclude and choose to see an obgyn doctor to make sure, after work later.
He put that thing in his bag. She hasn't told her husband before everything is certain. But it was still difficult to control the happy hue on his face.
"Why are you, honey, from where the smiles continue?" tanya Galas was suspicious, on the way to the office.
"No papa" Gayung cupped his own face to neutralize his overly happy expression.
"Hemm, what are you hiding from me, honey?" It seems that it is not easy to lie. Gayung frowned for a moment, thinking of an answer that would not make her husband suspicious. She wants her pregnancy to be a surprise for her husband, who often says she wants to have more children.
"I only remember what happened last night, Galas. Satisfied?" Gayung turned his eyes out the window, to be honest he felt ashamed of it. But not having a more reasonable answer. So he would not want to wear it to cover up his lies.
And the guess is right. Arthrone sounded loud to hear his answer. Gayung rubbed his hair covering the side of his face, hiding himself there. Galas immediately stopped his laughter from seeing his wife who he knew must be suffering from shame now.
"Hem." Arthrone tried to neutralize his voice. "Honey, from today on you move into my room, yeah."
Heh?" Gayung turned his head, still clearly visible tinge of red on his cheeks. "Why?"
"I want you to help me take care of the company. So from now on we share the task, how?"
She looked at her husband in disbelief. She who is only a graduate of this High School got this much trust and responsibility from her husband.
"But, Sister ...."
"There's no buts, honey. I know you can and I'll teach you until you can." Armas does not accept rejection.
"Then my current job?"
"Ryan and Jio will be looking for a new person to fill that position."
Gayung nodded at a glance, there was happiness as well as fear in his mind. Can he? But soon that feeling was overcome. She promised not to disappoint her husband's trust, and she also promised to be a good wife and co-worker for her husband. Don't forget the baby, she'll be a mother too. A good mother of course and involuntarily smile back decorate her rannum lips. Gayung Spirit! His inner.
***
"An, you moved into Mr. Boss' room, became a real Boss Mom?" Sasha shook Gayung's shoulder so much.
"Yes, Brother," replied Gayung in his soft voice.
"Oh my .. So we're separated, huh?" Sasha hugged Gayung tightly. "Don't forget me, ma'am Boss. Don't be arrogant either, keep not fierce, yes if I make a mistake later ...."
Gayung did not answer and even laughed at the speech of his best friend.
"Don't forget Mom, too, An." Safa embraced the teletubies.
"Geez, I'm just moving ahead, you don't want to move planets, hahaha." The dipper could not hold the gel.
"But it's different, An. Although married to the Boss, but if you still sit here. I still feel like you're an equally rich employee of ours - but if you're sitting next to Mr. Boss in there, your position is now our boss. Isn't it Mama?" Sasha asked Safa's opinion.
"Yups .. is really that. Okelah, if work problems we have to be professional but if outside we remain in office. Okay?"
"Agreed!" said Gayung and Sasya together before hugging again in laughter. But without realizing it, a clear circle dripped from his eye fertilizer before a soft stuffing sounded from his lips.
"Why, An, why cry?" sasha asked while embracing Gayung's shoulder.
"No papa, I'm just excited to find good friends like you guys ..," said Gayung sincerely. He recalls his isolated school days, his best friends Inge and Maria. But now he is surrounded by friends and people who treat him well.
"I'm also excited." Sasha hugged him back.
"Bye, Ji. But you were immediately kicked out of here the same Mr. Boss. Want to!" safa said with a calm.
"Aihh, atutt ...." Jio pretended to be scared.
"Who's changing you, Ji?" sasha asked curiously.
"The rich are ...."
"Ih, how come he is, anyway ..," Sasha protest represents Gayung who also seems not sincerely transfer his work to his classmates during Junior High School. "You must have recommended him, huh, Ji?"
"Yes, in modus, say you want to pedekate again," recused Safa.
"Astagfirullah, no-no .. not me but Mas Ryan recommended. But that's not sure either ... Who do you think fits, An?" Jio looked at the confused Gayung answering the question of the former division head.
"Ehm .. It's up to me, anyway," he replied at last. Even though he does not like Dina, he still has to be professional if it is the best.
The sound of the phone ringing stopped their small debate. Safa thrust the phone into Gayung's ear, after seeing that the one who contacted him was Galas, his boss.
"Hello. Aye." Yeah." Gayung put back the phone's handle lightning.
"I go first, yes friends," said Gayung eagerly welcoming his new responsibilities.
"Excite, yes, Mrs Boss!" Sasha patted Gayung's back.
"If bosen is there, just play here," cried Safa.
"Sippp Mommy!" Her hand opened the glass door in front of her to go to her husband's room right in front of her old room.
"Are you ready?" Galas welcomed his wife with a warm smile.
"Ready, sir," answered Gayung a little nervously.
"Sit here, honey." Galas pointed at the swivel chair next to him. I don't know when, her husband's desk changed to a larger size. More than enough for both of them.
Gayung sits himself in a chair that is of course different from the one he used to wear. More comfortable and soft but of course the responsibility he carries is certainly greater.
"Don't be nervous, honey. Now you're the Boss too, so you're haughty a little bit is okay," quipped Galas unraveling the tension of his wife's attitude.
"Okay, boss," replied Gayung with a sweet smile.
"Okay, open your laptop ...."
***
Sorry ... if the words are ancuer. Because the author again bad mood really hard to pour thoughts, so can only up this time of death .. I hope you guys still follow my usual novel. Arigato alls, may you be healthy always and facilitated by the rizki. Aamiins.
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