When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 70

"I go home first" said Gayung to her husband.

"Don't mess around there" Galas's message, blocking his wife's previous hand

kissed his hand to say goodbye.

"Hemm," answered Gayung as often as possible.

"No kissing first?" god Galas. Because his wife has been asking him for a kiss lately.

"No, my mouth is bitter" answered Gayung reasoned. Although honestly he wanted to do it but tried to hold it. She was still upset with her husband's disopenness.

Gayung met Sasha who was waiting for him in front of the office.

"This is serious, Mom?"

"Banget," answered Gayung confidently.

"I've hired Gr*b, the car's already there."

"Motor Sasha's sister?"

"Brought with Bimo. It's time for action, before Mr. Boss comes out." Sasha took Gayung to his rental car, which was parked not far from their office.

The white Lexus car they were waiting for finally came too after quite a long wait. Sasha gave the driver an order to follow. A little pounding gay actually did the act of spying on her own husband like this. Does she look like a very possessive wife now?

Nah! If only she had not seen a woman's shoe left in her husband's car and her husband was honest with her. It is also impossible to be excessive like this.

"I feel rich in reality shows like that on TV-TV right now," said Sasha feeling cool.

"I'm rich gini, right what's wrong, sis?" ask Gayung kalut.

"You're rich, there's a reason, An," comforted Sasha. "I support you, Sob .. continue the spirit! Wkwkwk ...."

"Kok laugh anyway, brother?"

"No, An. I just remember one of the readers of my novel who, when I came here rich, I supported you, Sob. Continue next hyhihi spirit ...."

"Basar writer thirsty comen." Gayung laughs also heard the babbling of his best friend.

"Don't lose track, sir," Sasha said.

"Ready, Ma'am. Take it easy" replied the old driver.

"These broods are no longer shooting, are they?" ask the driver again.

"No sir. This is an emergency not a setting, anyways where the camera sir if again shooting ...," replied Sasha stressed the word emergency in her sentence.

"Who knows to use that hidden camera, ma'am. Like Om Baim it if for money hehe ...."

"Please calm down, sir. Later will definitely be given more money to me, replied Sasha again.

"Wouldn't you like it too?" The driver started to chat.

"Sorry, Sir. My money is spent on PDKT." Sasya recalled the seven million rupiah he had to spend to be able to talk to a Rio Wijaya. He was too embarrassed to ask without buying.

"Sir, don't lose track." Riding reminds.

"Ready, Beautiful Mother."

***

"An, who's the same Boss again?" sasha asked without knowing her best friend was already inflamed holding back negative thoughts that were increasingly entrenched in her brain, seeing her husband walking hand in hand with a beautiful woman towards a cafe. Not Tiara but Dara with Zian who went straight up to her husband's arms. Without Jay with them, it's just the two of them. People who don't know, will think they're a happy family.

Gayung took her smartphone, dialed her husband's number while taking a deep breath and exhaling it. Neutralize all the rampage in his chest.

"Hello, why honey?" Fortunately, her husband immediately raised his call. Otherwise, maybe Gayung will come near him now.

"Hello, Brother. Where again?" Gayung can't mince words and get straight to the point.

"In Cafe X, why honey?"

"Ehm .. don't forget to pick up later ...." Her lips felt so hard to ask who her husband was now in the cafe. She doesn't want to look like a possessive wife.

"Yes, I'll call you later."

"Ehm ... Are you the same as Jay?"

"Jaynya has not come ...."

"Terus ... is now alone?" dipper Fishing.

I don't know if he should ask now. They had known him for a long time before they knew him. Tare-of-the-air. Her husband's first love and now they seem to be joking with so familiar like a couple with their son.

"Oh, yeah. Assalamallaikum." Gayung turned off the phone.

With her alone, her husband rarely took her out. If you come home from work, Galas never invite him to just stop by the cafe or romantic places and always go straight home. The reason is tired or lazy, Gayung understand but if with other friends ...Ah, never mind ...

"We go home ajalah ..," said Gayung weak.

"Related?" ask Sasha.

"Yes, maybe they want to talk about work" he answered listlessly, trying to get rid of the negative thoughts in his brain.

"Kok I'm not sure, Dad? Miss Dara is already a jendes, An. You are not afraid, Mr. Boss will ever like him .. and my goodness, Miss Dara is very beautiful does not look rich mothers of one child, her appearance is still like a virgin child ...." Sasha's eyes could not be separated from the beautiful figure who was laughing there. He followed his best friend's view. They did look so harmonious, even their clothes were so compact, as if they had already made a previous agreement.

"That's the husband, Ma'am?" The driver started to. "Such a handsome, yes ...," he praised with a big smile.

"Yes, rich artist huh, sir?" Sasha responded while Gayung lazily replied.

"Yes hehe .. pantes sih ...."

"What pantes, sir?" asked Sasha curious about the continuation of the sentence Mr. Driver who hung.

"Banteslah if many want, I'm just ugly also want to add another wife hehe ...."

"What is your father's wife now?" ask Sasha. Gayung suddenly hated the driver.

"It's two, hehe .. but I have a new widow acquaintance, buxom bahenol want me deh ewawalin also hehe ....

Gayung and Sasha growling.

"Father feed what are the wives of the Father?" ask a full of emotion. Not to demean the profession of a driver, but to support two wives and their children? Wow ...

"Dikasih eat Beling .. yes nasilah Mbak, my wife's mother lumping horse wkwkwk," replied the driver koplak.

"Sad." Sasha was upset. Gayung moreover want to vomit so nauseous. What do these women see from these fathers. The face, under the standard of money is not thick as well. Amshong dah .. fix! Maybe the father was wearing pellets! Sasha came to a conclusion.

"Yey ... sunah rosul it Mbak," he continued.

Sunna Rosul? Classic reason! Maki Gayung in heart.

"If you want to run sunah rosul look for old dong widows, not young, plump and voluptuous. It is better if the ones who have been nine, they will definitely not be able to work and deserve to be blessed," Sasha's lecture was coed.

"Old widow where delicious, Ma'am ...."

"And the intention is sunah rosul not looking good, how the hell did you make the emotions of the soul alone," murmured Sasha out of control.

"Still young don't like emotions, Ma'am ...." The driver asked her to joke.

"Widow parents want to be with you?" Curious guy too.

"You .. We are already dating" he replied proudly. Gayung and Sasha snorted in annoyance.

"She's got pellets, huh?" shoot Sasha straight away.

"Eh, how do you know ...?" Even I ngaku him.

"Hehe .. nebak, sih .. kuy share his knowledge," said Sasha somplak. Gayung hit the consciousness of his friend who started to go crazy.

***

Sorry yes ...

Don't be upset either Galas .. because I can't see the handsome hated ...

Okay fix ...

Slow update ...

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