His Virgin Ex Wife
Miss, is there a Konoha Army attacking?!

Rayya is seen dismembering a pile of lettuce leaves as her assistant steps in from inside the room. Her hair is in a towel. Maybe his assistant just washed his hair. Rayya glanced at it for a few seconds then continued to slice the vegetables of various colors.

“Miss cook?” ask the woman for pleasantries.

Rayya sighed. “I want to tell you to cook but, your taste is not right on my tongue.”

“Sama, Miss tastes also do not fit in my mouth,” said Shanaz while choking. His face looks bent, languishing lamenting prospective snack menu this afternoon. Let the boss eat like this this this afternoon. Later that night, Shanaz intends to cook instant noodles that have been stored in the cabinet.

If Rayya hears such an answer from someone else, maybe Rayya is immediately angry, but the look on Shanaz's face when answering or saying something makes people feel angry. His face clearly illustrates that indeed, honestly, the woman did not like the menu consumed Rayya, not to insult let alone laugh at Rayya. Like answering not, not wanting. Not to laugh, let alone insult. As asked, you are sleepy or not. Or. as if answering a question you have taken a shower or not.

Surfing it, that casual, that simple, that honest!

Shanaz seemed to get another idea when he heard the commercial on television. “Can't Miss if I order food online? My mouth was bitter just squirming the ijo-ijo like this,” he said as he was heartbreaking, imagining fast food in television commercials.

“No, Naz. You don't appreciate me? I am tired of this stuff and you don't want to eat?”

Shanaz. Looks like he's back on the original plan, eating the noodles he's saved for later tonight. “Oke, Miss... It's okay to eat the food later,” he said then ran towards the food refrigerator.

Rayya glanced at the behavior of his assistant then frowned when he saw the woman carrying a box with some strange packages arranged in there. “Since when were those items in the refrigerator?” ask Rayya astonishment.

Shanaz took out a plastic the size of a koyo wrap. The woman smiled then looked at the bowl of vegetables Rayya had prepared. The young lady prepared to tear off the package she was holding. “Since Miss is lazy to eat and I have to finish Aunt's cooking. I don't have the heart to chew vegetables that sometimes just watered lemon juice, Miss,” he replied semringah. He ripped the red plastic. Inside was a creamy thick paste somewhat orange-yellow.

“Mayonaise fat composition is not healthy, so you use it not mostly. It's been hard to make a salad to be healthy, but you mix fat again.”

“Miss, long time ago.. I think that my diet is a sin, yes?”

“Nah!” Rayya screeched loudly. “That's you realize, Naz. I am even confused, with your lifestyle is why you are still healthy wal afiat until now?” tanyakanya.

Shanaz. “Miss want to see me sick?”

Rayya shook her head firmly. “Not so, you are eating a lot of chips, fried, chiki and anti-eating healthy foods like this. But strangely enough, you can still haha-hihi kayak gini. Later how many months is the time for medical check-up, if it turns out your cholesterol is high, I wait for you,” he said anxious.

“Miss can swear on me,” his whine. Shanaz sighed looking at his boss who was still seriously concocting various vegetables for some reason in a bowl.

The sound of the doorbell made them jump. The two stared at each other and guessed who it was.

“Miss who to wait for?”

Rayya. “I think that's your guts.”

Shanaz gawking. “How dare Miss if I invite guests here,” he replied.

They were pensive when the sound from the door rang again.

“Behold, I tried to check briefly,” said his assistant then stepped half-run to the door.

Rayya waited a few minutes before then rearranging the vegetables.

“Gosh!”

The woman put down the knife slowly when she saw her assistant running into the kitchen, then stared in fear.

“Hah?” rayya asked confusedly. His assistant said, How?

“In front of the fire country want to attack us!” pekik.

“Where?” Rayya tried to slowly digest the information.

“Miss,” his great-grandson then stared in fear.

Rayya sighed then stepped to the door. From the intercom screen he found a woman pressing a bell. Rayya frowned knowing the meaning of the word Shanaz.

“Miss,” his reflection while holding Rayya's arm. “Kan, there are Konoha,” people he added.

Rayya glanced lazily then sighed. “You mostly watch cartoons,” the answer is cold.

His eyes returned to the intercom screen. He was wondering why this woman came here? Her ex-husband's new wife, what's the business of coming to Rayya this afternoon?

He remembered the woman's face. It's not wrong that she's Daus' new wife. His appearance changed more normally than this afternoon. This time the woman wore a collarless top with beads on the neck. The rocks will look sparkling when exposed to light. Rayya did not know for sure because he only saw from the intercom screen. His subordinates, like earlier in the office, the woman was still faithful to use a skirt with lipstick although not made of brocade.

The woman scrunched her hair with bangs covering her forehead. His small size even makes people think that he is a high school boy who borrowed his mother's clothes. Between the style he chose with the shape of his tiny body was a bit excessive. The body was only the size of a teenager, he should be able to wear a simple intersecting clothes so as not to look as stupid as wearing clothes other people so. Unlike Rayya's tall body shape, it makes her look good wearing any outfit.

The woman then chose to leave and let her guests outside. Not a single woman was willing to open the door. Wh-wh-what for? Rayya felt that there was no problem whatsoever that they needed to talk about. Why did she even think of coming here? What does that woman want? What did he think, Rayya would take him to dinner together?

“What dream does his wife Mr Daus play here?” shanaz.

Rayya sighed. “If you ask me free, Naz. Where did you ask yourself what dream did he dare to come here?”

Shanaz shuddered. “No, Miss, thank you. I still want to work do not want to be fired,” he said then help Rayya tidy up food.

Rayya carried her car in front of the television. In front of the door there was no sound of bells ringing. Shanaz then stopped by just glancing at the intercom screen what the “Konoha” team had left.

“Aman, Miss,” reported and then stepped onto the sofa beside Rayya. “Kirain he will squeeze until we open. It was only two minutes that Mr. Daus' wife stood there,” muttered later.

“Emang if earlier bellnya he pushed many times, ntar long you want to do the door?” rayya asked lazily just half-heartedly. He dared to guess that Shanaz was reluctant to deal with the woman. He then returned to busying himself - putting a piece of lettuce into his mouth and watching the show on tv, ignoring Shanaz who was mixing vegetables with mayonnaise.

“Naz, in your opinion, what was he doing here?” he was curious right after his assistant started to forget about the matter.

Shanaz gawked at Rayya's question. “Miss, I asked, he wants to play here. And even my Miss again. I myself just do not understand why the fire country men dare nyamperin here,” protest.

Rayya nodded. If he can be honest, Rayya is curious but not that sensitive. But it is true curious though a little, still curiosity still exists. Shanaz said, What dream did that woman come here?

“Why did Miss not open the door? You can ask the person who wants to come here. Who knows, he just wanted to invite us to talk together,” replied Shanaz plain.

Holy hooch!

What does he think, with the situation that happened between them, the woman still wants that easy to invite Rayya to just chat while eating?

“Ngak. I do not want if this afternoon disturbed the fire country army kayak earlier,” said Rayya firmly.