HELLO, MY BOSS!
Stop Selfish

The lid of the 1988 Peter bottle was perfectly open on the desk of the study. Farhan placed the second glass on his lips. Inhaling the thick aroma for a moment before finally flushing the oral cavity with a sweet hook and the acidity of the pleasure of sipping wine. Then he played by gargling according to tradition until the alcoholic liquid darted into the esophagus.

Chequek.

Someone opened Farhan's office. The man still remained unmoved, in no mood to glance at who had come and chose to be busy looking at the empty glass.

"Mas!"

Footsteps that jammed with the floor are getting closer. From her voice it can be guessed that the one that came was definitely Lisa.

"Do you want to get drunk at home?" Sergey the woman as he looked at the bottle of alcohol on the table. His head reflexively shook in annoyance.

"Only a whim" replied Farhan. He did not want to get drunk. Just calm down by enjoying his favorite drink.

"Go back to the room, Mom! Don't drink anymore. I don't want the twins to see what's wrong with you." Lisa pulls Farhan's hand to wake up. The man did not rebel, instead according to and followed Lisa's steps to leave his study.

Arriving at the room, Farhan immediately hugged the woman's body from behind. In the dark atmosphere, Lisa can feel her back that began to get wet with tears. "You're crying for him again, Mum?" ask Lisa with a less-than-loving tone.

"Unfortunately you're wrong" Farhan denied. Lisa turned her body like a dance move. Then summarize the wet face of her husband who has been divorced by tears.

"Then what water of sorrow do you drop if not sad left by your soulmate?" ask Lisa again.

"Sadly thinking of you."

"Me?" Lisa glared in wonder. Looking for traces of lies on Farhan's face in the dark. "It looks like you're drunk, huh, Mom? Let me turn on the lights first." Lisa's two hands were slipping away from Farhan's face. The woman deflects her body towards the light switch. However, Farhan's strong embrace immediately dispelled Lisa's small steps.

"Why are you, Mas? Dark, I want to turn on the lights first, keep asking auntie to make drunk soup for you."

"I'm not drunk." The dunking of the wet face was the crunch of Lisa's neck. "I'm just scared."

"What's the fear?" This time Lisa's feet stepped towards the bed before Farhan replied. The man just followed, with the position of the body that continued to linger on Lisa's body like a child. Lisa sat on the edge of the bed, followed by Farhan who sat still holding Lisa tightly.

"I know your life is hard." Lisa's hands extended out to the nightstand, turning on the room lights to get a speck of lighting. She turned back to look at her husband's face. "But I'm not Dilan who can bear your life for your parting with Mr. Rico. Please feel it, but if you can't think too much."

Farhan shook his head. "I don't think about it anymore" he said a little annoyed. That's not what he meant.

"lik! What were you talking about if you weren't nangisin, Mr Rico? I took him to the hospital. It's getting better, but I can't persuade her to come back." Lisa's intonation of her face was uttered sadly, but it seemed that Farhan was having a theatrical performance not caring. Proven from the flat face that has been installed since. And the man chose silence without comment.

Lisa wanted to tell the real facts. However, he was afraid that his problem would become widespread everywhere. Better to keep it first, until Farhan's state can be controlled again.

"Just this last time you sangisin man huh, Mas. Don't do that again tomorrow."

"I told you I didn't cry!" Banging Farhan makes Lisa jump while holding her chest.

"I'm surprised, why are you snapping at me and gini?" lisa's protesting was upset. From the breathing stone, it quickly turned into an eruption stone.

"Then you cry because of what, dong?"

Dejavu's question made Farhan lazy to answer. Then he slammed half of his body into the bed with his feet still dangling to the floor. "I won't answer twice. That was enough once."

The curious Lisa joined the sleeping position on her stomach and supported her face with both hands. He remembered Farhan's words, but to believe it was not. "You're having trouble with Mr. Rico, and then you say you cry for me. Isn't that funny? You're being weird, Mom, how much alcohol do you actually consume?"

"Just two glasses."

Lisa pinched Farhan's cheek, anxious. "If it's only two glasses why don't you talk so much? Until I'm angry, am I an important person?"

"It's important!" Farhan immediately pulled Lisa into his embrace. Where Lisa's eyes are perfectly patterned with a heartbeat that begins to tighten. "This incident made me realize that you're very important."

Unwilling to fly first, Lisa denies Farhan's words with the negative assumptions that are in her brain. "You mean I was important after Mr. Rico betrayed you? Like an ant covered in an elephant. I was only seen after the elephant got out. Is that so?"

"Not like that" Farhan said. "The many people who left me made me realize. That I'm not an important person to defend." That shady face exuded a trace of deep regret.

"Just like Rico, I originally thought you would be a loyal person who always stood by me. But this incident made me think far, that you could have left me at any time like Rico who would rather be an enemy than my best friend. And all that scares me if you become the next person to leave me even if we're not separated by death like Reyno and Jennie."

"Mas!" Lisa stroked Farhan's head affectionately. "Don't equate me with Mr. Rico, after all he is destined to have his own life. We're both not the same."

"Yes, I know that. Therefore I stopped being selfish and let him go" Farhan replied lazily. Lisa knew there was still a word of unwillingness veiled in Farhan's heart even though he said he wanted to let go. "But if one day you do the same with Rico, either I can still survive or not."

Lisa smiled at her husband's face. Again, the taut fingers stroked every inch of the firm jaw that held his figure. "In this world I only have you, if not for death, maybe I will continue to be by your side."

Then the head fell and sank on Farhan's chest. "Mas Alan, do you love me?" ask Lisa slowly.

"I'm trying, may you wait until I find the answer" the man replied as usual.

Lisa's fingers immediately clenched in annoyance.

You fucking Mr Rico! Where is the one trillion percent love you say. This damn Alan is still stuck in the number 0, Lisa wrote in her heart.

He immediately rose from his position. "Thank you for the answer, may your experiment quickly bear fruit, Mom." He smiled forcefully. Lisa has to go to the bathroom, she needs to flutter her head filled with anger because she wants to believe in Rico's words.

"My body is so sticky, then I'll take a shower, Mom."

"Later on" stop Farhan. His eyes looked at Lisa meaningfully. Then, Lisa's bathing activity was held because there was an important thing that asked to be completed immediately. 🤭

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Assalamualaikum says.

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