FEAR ONESELF
MOM'S SON

Day is still afternoon.Tak as usual Syailendra went to leave his office.His face looked tangled with disheveled hair.Truly not like the real Syailendra.

Syailendra entered the car and began to step on the gas.The goal this time is to go home.It does not take long, Syailendra has parked his car in the garage.With the step of the Syailendra gontai entering the house.

"Ma.."sapa Syailendra once saw his mother was sitting back and watching tv.

"Eh Mama's son has come home.Still this afternoon lo,"sindir Mama Syailendra.

Syailendra just sighed then lay with his head in his lap.

"Why is your mother's favorite?"Mama asked as she stroked her son's head fondly.

"Mr Ma's Cape."Syailendra.

"The name is also work."

"But this is different Ma."

"What's different?Cooperation, the place is the same, your position is the same."

"But today it feels really hard Ma.Kerja I'm all messy, not to mention my employees who make the blood rise."Adu Syailendra is like a child.

"Why is it like that?"Mama frowned not understanding.

"They're no one who's a workaholic.Sehari is not tired of work even tired to ngomelin them."

"Don't be ferocious dong darling so Boss.If they are wrong enough given understanding instead of diomelin."

"But they're mrs Ma, making a false report."

"His name is also human, teach it wrong."

"Mama yeah.."Syailendra pouted dislikes.

"Lho Mama is not wrong.Try deh you think that they do not feel at home because often you omelin how?You're the one who's gonna lose yourself?"Mama kept wiping Syailendra's head while giving advice.

"Ngapain is also a loss.They come out yes just look for again."

"What's your son talking about?"Suddenly he interrupts.

Syailendra was surprised, he sat with his eyes round."Since when are you there?"ask Syailendra.

"From now on, dear."Nesya.

"You!"Syailendra glares dislikes.

"That's Ma, son to SAYANGAN Mama fierce."Nesya was struggling spoiled in the hands of Mama Syailendra."Nesya is afraid."

"Kok Mama be Belain Nesya anyway?"Syailendra is not inexhaustible with the two women in front of him.Hey since when they are both familiar like this.Layaknya a mother and child.

"Mama do not believe Nesya kok.Mama just do not want you to galakin Nesya aja."Mama Syailendra stroked Nesya's hair dear.

Syailendra snorted in annoyance."Just the same."

"If you continue like this, Nesya may run away from you."

"Where is possible" replied Syailendra indifferently.

"Perhaps.There is a time when the patience of the person runs out.Yes, right, dear?"mama's question was directed at Nesya.

"Yes Ma" answered Nesya who was still attached to Mama Syailendra.

"What do you want to be a vagabond?it's good to be my secretary, too."

"Where is the Boss?I'm tired of being told to just.Not to be nagged if there's a wrong job."

"That is indeed a work risk.Professional should dong.

"Yes.yes.yes."yeah."Nesya rolled her eyes lazy.Free debate with Syailendra because the edges must be he who lost.

"Udah.udah.Why so you guys fuss yourself anyway."Mama tried to break up.

"The nesya is Ma nyebelin" said Syailendra.

"The boss is more beautiful," replied Nesya not accept.

"You!"

"You!"

"Eh..eh..kok add rame anyway."

"Nesya nih Ma."

"Bos nih Ma."

"Shut up!or if you marry both of you."

Cep...

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