Big Boss Wife

Big Boss Wife
Extra Chapter 15


ZAYYANS


In the third year of the wedding this time, Mas Kai and his wife held a thanksgiving at their home. The show is quite simple, just invite me and the Princess, then Kak Zayn and his family, as well as Mama and Papa who already consider Mas Kai like their own family.


Today is even three years they are married, meaning tomorrow me and the Princess also celebrate the same thing. I don't think time goes fast.


Mas Kai deliberately held a dinner with barbequan. The wives were busy preparing spices and the husbands were busy baking, more precisely me and Mas Kai because Papa and Kak Zayn were just busy chatting.


"Kai, it seems good if this area is given a gazebo," commented Kak Zayn who just sat behind me and Mas Kai, while Mas Kai was busy burning corn.


"Because I don't like that at home, boss. He likes a house that even looks spacious like this," replied Mas Kai.


"It's a good thing I picked Kai, try it otherwise your house is narrow" said Zayn.


"The house's the big brother who chose it?" I asked them to join their discussion, the problem is that they speak loudly and very clearly in my ears.


"Yes. The meatballs are home" replied Zayn.


I don't understand what Brother Zayn said, just because meatballs can get a house. I turned to look at Brother Zayn who was sitting quietly behind me.


"What the hell do you mean, Mas?" I asked Mas Kai. My hands were still busy turning back the meat and sausages that were pretty much cooked.


"Yes, because of his wife's craving, at midnight I went around looking for egg meatballs, I kept getting this house gift," Mas Kai replied proudly.


"Any, his wife, Kak Zayn, who craves, why is Mas Kai bothering?" my murmurs were probably still heard in Mas Kai's ears.


"Let's just, the important thing is we don't kayak him."


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The princess feeds the flesh, just as Dera feeds her three very active children.


His wife Mas Kai was currently pregnant, and that was why the Princess seemed envious to see him.


"Sister, when do you want me to get pregnant?"


The question choked me, the spicy taste started to creep up my nose making me cough.


Dera handed the drink glass not far from her position to the Princess, then the Princess gave the drink to me.


"When Za?" asked Zayn as if to mock.


"Daughter, we'll talk about this, later if you've just graduated," I replied while holding her hand, while the Princess placed the plate on the table.


My wife was holding Ellea's youngest son, Zayn, she took him away from us and overtook Leonel who was playing with his nanny.


"Why the hell Za? You guys are intentionally nunda?" ask Brother Zayn who followed kepo.


I glanced at my brother lazily. Things like this are actually quite sensitive.


"I just want him to focus on college first, brother. Afraid that it will happen again" I replied.


"Za, I don't want to interfere, but I think the Princess is ready to have children. Look at the way she's momong El, does her motherly attitude seem?" Dera pointed towards the Princess who was laughing from playing with the children Kak Zayn and Dera.


Is it time for me and the Princess to plan a baby?


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Ritual trail do not forget, the coffee flower is in the gift column yes 😘😘😘