OH MY BOSS
THE SECRETS THAT ARE REVEALED

This time Nena must be disappointed again, even just the registration through online alone has been rejected, she is confused, whether she really wants to join the casting as difficult as this, or not, even though he has sent complete self data and the most beautiful photos through the camera of the smartest phone. Where wrong.

Justin seemed busy struggling with a pile of files on his desk, so turned to hear a frustrated moan from his wife. The man stood up and walked over to Nena, who was sitting on the bed, drowning her head on her knees.

Justin touched Nena's head with a slight bow, "why?" Ask.

Nena raised her head, her tears were shed, justin was stunned for a moment. "Mas, my casting registration was rejected again" she confided in her husband.

Justin sat himself next to his wife, and unexpectedly Nena hit him and his hug, he so heartless, and confused how to comfort him. Finally he decided to just shut up and rubbed the head of the wife's hair with affection.

Nena looked up, looking at her husband meaningfully, "Mas, you're not ceo, time can't help me?" He asked who inexplicably made Justin flounder.

"No sportive dong, if you enter through me, anyways why the hell do you want to be a star of advertising, if you want money does not have to be that difficult, my dear." Justin touched Nena's cheek, erasing the trail of tears there.

"It's not about the money, Mom. So the ad star was my wish for a long time." Nena said while tugging at the husband's sleeve, making Justin sigh, then sat cross-legged in front of Nena.

"Dengerin yes, there are many people out there doing the same rich thing you are for money, and you are just this prankster, is it not unfair for them if later you get it." Justin advises.

Nena looked down at a glance, then looked up again, "itumah depends on their abilities, Mas. They don't get it, it's not because of the people who are rich I, who knows, are not talented." Nena defended herself.

"Lagian cape, Na. Is filming tired?" Justin said, "set up with people, tell gini-put it down. I'm si, don't want to."

"I'm ordinary, really, organized. Yes you are from birth already have the soul of the boss, where to be arranged," said Nena who inexplicably made Justin momentarily silent.

"You're skrestarising me again." Justin's bargain that instantly made Nena tick. Nena had already talked about why she did not want to be her husband's secretary, but being unemployed was also not a good choice.

"The doang ad, Mas. I also do not want to play a movie, let alone a soap opera after the airing. Just an ad, Mas," said Nena, focusing on the face of her husband who looks not like it very much if he becomes a model, "odd, Mas. Why well, I'm online list is denied, does samperin have to go to his office?"

"Well? You have been rejected." Justin replied spontaneously.

"It's a habit to, by the way, refuse it, that's it."

Justin put his lips together, "that's not acceptable" he said.

Nena clucked, "just the same."

***

As usual, this afternoon Nena met her husband in the office which she had also become a regular employee there. But before reaching the big room of the husband, the woman took the time to the employee bathroom downstairs, because it could not hold the bladder that seemed to threaten her to pee in her pants.

Behind the cramped bathroom room, Nena sneered at the giggling laughter and chatter of several women who were getting closer and closer, they turned out to be talking about the husband who then made Nena undo her intention to come out, even though her urination event was finished.

"Crazy, sir, Justin is getting here, it's getting macho," said one of the voices in Nena's audience, hearing Nena smile.

"Thankfully, Well, Miss Serena." There was another voice that seemed to be young. Still safe.

"She was also our ordinary rich employee, she was beautiful anyway, so it can be gaet big boss, I also if beautiful rich she can gaet Mr. William." Well, the voice of this judge is starting to make Nena upset herself.

"Oh, you're an old employee, yeah. Tau dong history."

"Thank me very much. The Serena was once well-known to Mr. Handoyo, ampe was hit by ama bininya that."

Buset, Nena is implying.

"Masa, the hell."

"Yes, I swear I'm not boong."

Take the oath, again.

"So he continued to woo Mr. William pas was appointed as his secretary, not long raised again as his personal assistant Mr. Justin, crazy pellet terkeng fast si, I think."

Astagfirullah

"But he said he used to want to marry the same Mr. Bimo. Yes aampun who deketin he handsome all yah, very irrigate me."

"Yes, but failed. Yaiyalah asked to choose Mr. Bimo with Mr. Justin who big boss, yes mending Mr. Justin everywhere."

Their laughter then echoed, making Nena unable to bear to linger on hearing the rant that made her continue to curse in the heart. The woman came out of the bathroom, then cleared her throat.

The three women, one of whom Nena knows face to face, because it seems like she has worked in her husband's office for a long time, looked down in fear.

"Mom, Serena, I'm sorry ma'am, we didn't know there was a mother here" said the owner.

Keep going, if you know what you want? Inner Nena.

"Yes, Mom. We're sorry" added the woman, who was still wearing a black and white uniform.

"Please don't fire us, ma'am." The owner of the voice judes he often sees in the lobby as the receiver of the phone, along with expressing his regret.

"I'm not angry with you" said Nena, who made the three women in front of her look amazed, "because you don't really know about me, and I don't know you either." Nena said calmly, but sharp enough to make the three women in front of her look scared. And just as Nena was about to step up, she turned her head back and said. "Originally you know, I'm not an affair Mr. Handoyo."

"I'm sorry, ma'am" cried the three women with tears.

Nena stepped back, but stopped again and turned, "i don't use pellets either."

"Sorry, Mom." They again exclaimed, and for some reason it seemed like Nena was very anxious, wanting to spit out all the swearing in her heart, but still she held it with all her might.

"I'll tell you, yes" said Nena calmly. "Nyisir, nyinyir, same madir it has one thing in common," silent for a moment, "both need glass," he added and then really step away.

***

Justin was checking important files that he had to sign. Indira patiently waited, noticing that if anything was lacking, this time the girl stood across the table, no longer next to her.

And when then the door opened, and closed with a little rough after, Indira jumped in shock, turning to her boss as if to say, sneak, dong Pak. The boss' mother is very haunted by his face.

Justin who understood then told him to come out, so that later he would put the files on the girl's desk.

Justin moved from the swivel chair, approaching the wife who was sitting on the sofa with a very upset face. "You why the hell? His face is rich enough to hug the head of that guy?" He asked as he sat down next to Nena, completely facing the woman.

Hearing the bawling question from the husband, Nena hit the man's arm next to her in a fit of anxiety. "I was really sprained, Mas," he said, then the beautiful woman told him what she heard in the bathroom earlier with excitement, and made Justin even laugh. "Are you laughing?" Nena was getting upset.

"Yes abis want how, if your pellets fast si, I'm only weak," he replied ngasal.

"Mas!" Nena hit the husband again, this time on his shoulder, making Justin suspicious, long ago the blow his beloved wife will move to the head if he is reckless to tease him again.

"Yes, it's been invented, the name is also gossip yes definitely not true, if it really means the fact of the name."

"I used to be an ordinary employee, but not as low as that until talking to the boss in the bathroom," said Nena, as she remembered never but did not know either.

"Yes you are different, so I like it" Justin said with a teasing smile.

But his wife was even angry. "I can't help it" he said, but no doubt smiled too, until the word "squeeze, Mas," came out of his mouth reflexes made justin laugh in disbelief.

"It's not that easy, baby, beating people just because you don't like."

Nena frowned, "but you used to fit in the fire-firing office, Bu Amira aja just because you said you were immediately fired," he said demanding an explanation.

Justin rubbed his mouth, wiped the smile there, "oh, that mother, she doesn't really work, I have proof anyway, and just as I pointed it at her too she's not wrong."

Nena looked at her husband in amazement, "continue the people you sneak up next are also wrong?" He asked, recalling how many employees were phk by the man who is now her husband.

Justin nodded, "i have proof, and I'm just pointing to the guilty, why they seem to be fired for no reason, so they're easy to find work out there" Justin said. Nena did not think that her husband was that wise.

"Kirain I used to play fire because you don't like."

Justin laughing. "I'm a crazy person, of course" he said.

"Emang, I used to think you were crazy, Mas," said Nena innocently.

Justin rubbed his wife's face with his palm, "not to be explained that way too, beautiful makeup," he said.

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Netizen; why smile for themselves thor, abis medicine huh?"

Author; I'm glad you know read your funny comments, so I get excited.

Netizen; if seneng mah, balesin what thor one-on-one.

Author; not perfect Junaedi, markonah, but surely I like his comments.

Netizen; want to ask thor, why Nena is not bunting-bunting yes, is Bang Entin less tokcer do not-don't.

Author: I keep leaking yes, Nena's pregnancy will fit into the ending, so if you want to know my twin Nena when buntingnya, yes later if you want to finish.

Netizen; but I have my own guess thor why Nena is not bunting-bunting.

Author; why?

Netizen; author of the scene ena-hena mulu cut, so it's not clear that they do, so what if they make their children, say you know their slumber thor.

Author; it's up to you, please. Bayangin by himself. Continue to wake up those who overslept tell them to continue. Be happy your brain is on.

Netizen; Dih author ferociously.

Author; bodo.