Boss Come Here Please!
#Mission Asta
Hi I'm back with the balls.
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Asta occasionally glances at her husband's vexed look on the handsome man's face like a play in the drama. Seeing that made Asta even more warm to make Arga jealous.
He walked while pounding his legs firmly as if he had just won the lottery.
"Darling, be careful with your steps! Remember your womb!" said the husband with a face bent because of annoyance.
"Yes I know, I'm just glad my sister came and will stay with us." Asta continued to look at the husband's face which looked like it was muffling his anger.
A minute later they reached the car park. Adamson was ready, he was standing in front of the left back door of the car.
"Darling, you're sitting in front, yeah! I'd like to have a chat with Zico about dad" Asta ordered. While Arga just nodded and obeyed the wishes of the pregnant woman.
"Are you sure he wouldn't kill me if we sat down and made out in the backseat?" Zico throws sarcasm at Arga.
"Hey rancid boy! Can you shut up?! A murderous Eve is circling my brain!" as Arga, annoyed.
"Wo-wo-wo, brother-in-law, don't be angry!" zico Ledek.
Asta's ears pengang saw the quarrel of two men in front of him so that made him spontaneously scream.
"Shut up!"
Arga and Zico instantly fell silent to Asta's screams, while Adamson put on a lazy face to see the boss who was always elegant and fierce turned into a child when dealing with Asta.
"Mrs. Can we walk?" ask Adamson.
"Yes, Mr. Adamson, go ahead, please" said Asta ignoring Arga and Zico's quarrel.
The latest silver-colored sedan car runs across the streets of the capital that afternoon. Luckily today the streets are not too jammed so it does not take long for them to get home.
Zico was astonished to see the view of the entrance to the house of Asta and Arga, probably because of the tropical theme, the right and left were overgrown with evergreen trees that rose up and lined up neatly like the ranks of bodyguards who seemed to be welcoming their arrival.
"This is your house?" ask Zico to Asta.
Asta came forward as the answer yes, to Zico's question.
"Yes, why? Luxury, right?" timpal Arga, glancing back from behind the rearview mirror.
While Zico bergeming would not answer Arga's words. Asta only smiled slightly looking at Arga's attitude today who looked carefree with jealousy.
"Tomorrow you've started college, huh? If I could still continue my studies." Asta put on a face.
"Eh, you quit college because you're pregnant?" ask Zico curious.
"No, because there was someone who was very jealous, so he asked me to stop." Asta glanced at Arga Direction who was only indifferent to hearing Asta's innuendo.
Zico looked at Asta's eyes which were deliberately glancing towards her husband. "Oh, so that old man forbid you to study?"
Asta nodded softly and showed his shoulder face.
"The open cannot be, but without a lecture I can bear his future up to seven derivatives" Timpal Arga.
"God, how arrogant are you, Father?!" zico's lips.
"Eh, that's reality, you pororo clog!" Snorted Arga annoyed.
"What?!" zico exclaimed, shocked to hear Arga's words.
"Pororo's clog! Wh why? Not accept?"
Asta shut his mouth because he could not hold his laughter to see Arga and Zico quarrel. Asta's mission is to bring Arga closer to Zico from now on, as they must live under one roof.
"Already! We've arrived." Asta broke up the quarrel of two men of different generations.
After the car stopped, Arga deftly went down and opened the car door for his beloved wife.
Asta got down from the car looking at Arga's face then pinched Arga's soft cheeks.
"Don't be polite! Making out in front of minors. You know very well my brain is too early to see this!" grouser Zico.
"God, just tell me you're envious, boy!" said Arga while holding Asta's hand into the house.
Hearing Asta's sentence saying to the step-sister makes the jealous shoots of Arga re-emerged and grew.
"What the fuck! You never cooked anything for me again after you got pregnant, but now what? You choose love, honey!" Arga started to fire.
"Om, you're too old, of course your wife will choose a young, mighty leaf like me," led Zico boasted.
"Small body so, dashing. Just dream it up there under the chili tree!"
"Already! Stopit! you better have a panco fight, who's the strongest among you, and I'll cook for you. Remember not to fight!" asta orders, trying to break up the fierce quarrel of two men who began to be emotionally difficult.
"Why cook it yourself? Many waiters in the kitchen, why do you have to intervene? Later you are exhausted," said Arga worried.
"Leave it, pregnant women must move often, so that the baby and mother are not lazy," explained Zico patronizing the sister-in-law.
"Know where you're from? You fucking know! Have you ever had a child?!"
Zico sighed. "That's basic knowledge, Om. so don't just work crazy but also read books about pregnant women!"
"Ah, I know you!" snoring Arga.
Asta prefers to leave the two men, seeing their mouths make his head a little dizzy.
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Moments later, all the dishes were ready, Asta was helped by some waiters to prepare dinner, he glanced towards the large clock located in the corner of the dining room, the time showed at 19:00. Asta muttered in his heart why there was no sound of commotion between the two men.
Then Asta walked to the family room, he saw Arga and Zico seemed to get along but still depak each other because of playing games.
He sighed, it seemed his mission to bring his husband and sister closer went smoothly.
"Darling, Zico. Dinner is ready" Asta said. But they did not listen to the words spoken from Asta's mouth.
"Hey, dinner's ready!" Asta began to slightly raise the volume of his voice. But still they flinch as if being swept away in their game world.
Asta approached the two men, then pulled out his ears. " Hey, dinner's ready!"
The two handsome men looked in pain and shouted simultaneously "Oh, sakiittt!"
Asta let go of their ears, and then grumbled.
"I called out to you three times, from a soft voice to a high voice, yet you guys still flinch, so good of you!" asta's Omelette.
"Yes forgive us, because of the fun of playing games," said Arga.
"Let's have dinner! And you little boy, after this must rest!" asta's orders.
"Yes, baffles!" answer Zico.
"What did you say?! I want you to go to mom and dad!" threaten Asta, with the index finger pointing in front of Zico.
"But, play ngancam! Okay I will obey you," replied Zico resignedly.
"Ha-ha-ha feel you're a pororo clog!" arga murmured in the heart.
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