When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 60

Galas took Gayung's hand down the hallway of the Hospital to the room where Tiara was treated. Gayung's mind began to worry about whether she was being honest with her husband about the possibility of her pregnancy. So that he can check it now to make sure, mumpung is already in the hospital.

"What are you thinking, honey?" galas asked, looking at his wife as if she were daydreaming.

"No ..," answered Gayung lirih, while wringing her husband's arm tightly.

Error slowly opening the VIP room where Tiara was treated. Gayung circulated his gaze looking for the figure of her husband's best friend, but he did not find it.

"Sit down first, it looks like Tiara is in the bathroom." Gayung sat himself on the long sofa there. And sure enough, before long the woman appeared from behind the bathroom door with her infusion fluid. Galas approached and helped the woman to lie down again on her bed. Gayung squeezed his fingers to see their closeness, it was hard not to be jealous to see the scenery in front of him. They're just friends with Gayung! Just friends! His inner.

Netra they sat with each other, but no one wanted to start greeting. For some reason, it was difficult for Gayung to start a conversation with the woman.

"How are you doing?" asked Galas, cutting off the two women's views.

"It's gone" replied Tiara.

Gayung approached doubtfully and put the fruits he deliberately bought earlier on the bedside nightstand.

"Mbak Tiara wants me to peel the fruit ...." Gayung tried to familiarize himself. But Tiara didn't want that.

"No" he answered without looking.

The galas who understood his wife's feelings gave an eye code to ignore Tiara's attitude towards him.

"Galas, tonight you're gonna get me, yeah. I'm afraid to be here alone" Tiara said with her spoiled tone. Mata Gayung boughtak heard the woman's request. Sick of course, who is the wife who is willing to see another woman being spoiled to her husband. Gayung understood, the woman was sick, weak and what she heard from her husband she was pregnant, needed a companion and attention. While he doesn't have someone who should do that for him.

But should she talk like that to her husband? While she was here as the wife of that man. Shouldn't the woman ask her permission? Gayung feels like a transparent creature now.

"Ehm .. I will ask Bi Hanah to come here to accompany you." Arguably making decisions that he thinks are best.

"Why should Bi Hanah?" Tiara protested.

"Why indeed? It's not the same ..." To be honest Galas began to be careless to see the attitude of Tiara who had always been like this. The woman showed a sulking expression but was unconcerned. The man was seen contacting his home, asking Bi Hanah to come to the hospital with Mr. Ato. While Gayung chose to step back and sit on the sofa.

"I want to eat something" said Tiara.

"Hem." Galas was about to call home again, but Tiara held him back.

"I want it now, near here someone is selling," whined Tiara again. Gayung just kept quiet, trying to understand, maybe the pregnancy hormones that made Tiara become like this.

"Yes already." Stares at his wife. "Honey, I'm out first, you wait here it's okay, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Gayung nodded his head with his calm face. Trying to behave as usual as possible even though his heart actually hurts. Thinking of the time when they were both, there was no self between them and Tiara's attitude was as indulgent as that to her husband. To be honest, he was not willing, but how else.

"What do you want to eat? I bought it."

"I'll eat at home later" refused Gayung. Not because he was not hungry, his stomach felt thrashed to ask to be filled. But he felt uncomfortable eating in this place. Forgive Mom yes, son, we eat at home later, yes, his mind unconsciously stroked his flat stomach. Galas had already left the room, and now there were only the two of them in silence.

Gayung opened his phone, trying to get rid of boredom rather than doing nothing. Want to get Tiara to talk, but want to talk about what. Moreover, Tiara also seemed to dislike him, even avoiding him.

"umbrella." The voice made Gayung who was busy surfing into cyberspace suddenly turned to the source of the sound.

"Yes" he answered like a fool. The woman called his name, his first name.

"I want to say something important to you." His tone was flat without expression.

"What's the matter, Ma'am?" Ready to listen. It was even very curious what would come out of the woman's pale lips.

"The answer must be your story, right if I'm pregnant now?" tanyakanya.

"D-yes." Gayung's feeling is getting bad.

"You know, too, if I don't have a husband?"

The young man fell silent, wondering what the woman would say next.

"Hemm," replied the gentleman.

"I'm from a good family, I can't possibly disappoint my mother who is still devastated by the passing of my father."

"Then?" Gayung's body stiffened hearing Tiara's next sentence.

"If my family knew I was pregnant out of wedlock without a husband ...." Tiara paused her sentence, there was a clear circle of melted in the corner of her eye. "I also couldn't possibly abort this baby ...." This time Tiara looked at the restless-looking Gayung waiting for his sentence.

"I want .. You persuaded Galas to marry me ...."

Like being struck by lightning hearing that sentence. Gayung's body trembled slightly, even his lips suddenly paled to hear the request of his best friend. He obviously rejected it, but seeing the frail fragility of the woman lying in front of him .. No! He remains unwilling.

"It's only temporary .. and I also won't ask for my rights as a wife ...."

"Why should Galas?" asked Gayung with his voice that seemed stuck in the throat.

"Because I loved Galas so much, I loved him for a long time. But you suddenly came and took it from me ...."

Gayung shook his head, rejecting the accusations of the tearful woman.

"I never snatched it from Mbak Tiara, since the beginning Kak Galas only considered Mbak a friend ..," said Gayung trembling withholding emotions.

"If only you hadn't come .... Please, I have no problem being second ...."

"But I can't .. The boy's father is Mr. Jay not Galas. Why should my husband be in charge?"

"But inevitably, the boy is still Mr. Jay's son ...."

"Shut up! What do you know about my feelings now?" Tiara straightened her body with a raised voice. Hearing Jay's name always makes him sick. Because that man now he ends up like this.

"Then Mbak Tiara himself, knows what Mbak Tiara is about my feelings. Impatient how else do I face Mbak who is always trying to get my husband's attention ...." The gays shed tears.

Tiara turned her gaze staring in the opposite direction.

"Only until this child is born will I ask Galas to divorce me. I can't go home under these circumstances .. Please, understand," Tiara asked.

"It should be Mr. Jay who did that not my husband" Gayung said, he would not falter. She too, may have a baby in her stomach now. He does not want his stress will later have a bad effect on the fetus in the womb. Because until anytime he will not want to be combined. Just hearing it made it tight and difficult to breathe.

"Jay can't possibly do that, Vienna will never approve it ...."

"Then I won't approve, either. I'm also a wife just like his wife, Mr. Jay, if Mbak Tiara forgets. And whenever I don't want to be combined, whatever the reason is." He stood up and chose to leave the room immediately. Moving hands rubbed every tear drop that kept rolling soaked his cheeks. His mind raged at the worst possibility of the woman's request. Seeing how her husband's kindness to her best friend was enough to frighten her, when her husband completely agreed to Tiara's wishes by making her his second wife. Although only temporary, but still he could not accept the decision. Just imagine it he did not dare, especially if it happened. It is not that strong to accept another woman in his household.

He stopped a taxi passing in front of him. Dropped his body in there with a mind that continues to wander until he forgot to mention where the destination was.

"Just walk, sir," he said later.

Before long her phone rang, her husband's name was there. But Gayung refused to lift it. He was afraid and was not ready to hear if Galas would really grant his friend's request. Just because all this time he kept trying to understand, does not mean that he will understand. Man has a limit of patience and he insists this time no!

"Sister, where are you?" After Galas turned off his call, Gayung contacted Sasha. He should not run away from problems but for a moment he wants to entertain himself. Besides, if Galas hadn't invited him to visit Tiara. Gayung plans to go to the obstetrician with his best friend.

"Can I go there?" tanyakanya. "Later to be my friend, yeah. Okay." Okay."

Gayung turned off his phone and mentioned an address to the taxi driver. His narrow eyes looked out the window, ah he just remembered yet to pray maghrib. He saw the time of the tiny watch that adorned his wrist. There is still time, he said.

***

"An, why your eyes? Crying out, yeah ...." Sasya widens her boarding door, pulling Gayung inside her costs.

"Sister, I'm in prayer, not yet in prayer." Gayung hurriedly took off his sling bag, threw it on the mattress and rushed to ablution. While Sasya prepared the mukena as well as her alphabet.

"Buruan, bertar again isya," said Sasya after Gayung returned.

"Yes." Yeah."

While waiting for his best friend to pray, Sasya chose to go to the balcony while sending a message to the fried rice worker in front of his cost, to make two servings of spicy boiled noodles for himself and Gayung and ask to be delivered to his boarding room. Before Gayung had time to send a message to him to eat boiled noodles Mang Udin which he thought was the most delicious in the world.

The order came quite quickly, so that the Gayung who had finished praying did not have to wait long to fill his stomach that was rumbling.

"Do you have rice?" ask Gayung.

"I didn't cook rice, An," replied Sasha who had enjoyed the boiled noodles.

"I want some rice, Sasha sister?" Gayung picks up his phone and searches for Mang Udin's contact.

"May," replied Sasha enthusiastically.

"I also want his fried noodles, Sasha want to too? I paid ...."

"May, but I'm a-a-j, deh." A rare opportunity, since Gayung married he rarely got his best friend's treat.

Before long Mang Udin came to bring their order and was greeted enthusiastically by the two. Food makes Gayung forget for a moment the turmoil of his heart. His eyes glistened at the delicious food before him.

"Little you eat a lot, yeah." Mang Udin laughed at the great lust of the two customers.

"If all of us are rich, Mang Udin's trade will soon run out" Sasha chuckled.

"If her husband's house, Neng Andara tea eat a lot too?" ask Mang Udin kepo. The young man looked up at the middle-aged man.

"My husband knows, Mang if I eat a lot," replied Gayung, although at first he was a bit jaim as well.

"Well, it means to love what it is. But it is better to be guarded oruh Neng, husband Neng Andara is Mamang clay casep pisan, later if Neng Andara so fat continue to move to another heart how orh ...."

Gayung dropped his spoon hearing the word move to another heart. His appetite suddenly evaporated.

"Kak .. I'm full, make Kak Sasha all deh," said Gayung lethargic.

"Whattt?! Please, An .. don't listen to Mang Udin. The proof is that we used to eat a lot of our bodies this way."

Gayung was silent for a moment thinking about the words of his best friend.

"Oh, yes," said Gayung foolishly. "I ate again ...."

***

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