CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
For Nyai

The sleep event is not so, Bagas now stands under the rambutan tree of the house behind where the security guard who guards his house works. Bagas saw a tall, towering rambutan tree, at least for him it was high because Bagas really had never climbed any tree.

Bagas's phobia of heights has already started to make his legs tremble. But look mami already love the spirit of feeling he is again a pinang climbing race, making Bagas so can not bear if not ride as well. Bagas is still sculpting, measuring the height of the tree using a mathematical formula that is clearly irregular and inaccurate. Not to mention the physics formula for mastiin how strong the force of gravity that he will produce when falling from the tree.

Please climb aja pi, the problem of climbing the tree is the same as papi climbing mami. Only this climbing is different, if it falls it hurts, but if climbing that one so that the word fall is also still delicious. Especially falling but still stuck. Oh bang jago throbbing feels.

"Darling, I asked Mr. Mamat aja who climbed, I swear I'm not strong."

"Yaa Papi hasn't been tried yet. I did not gig loh if the bayik apem later ileran. You want that child beautiful but ileran." said Dara with a sad look. Duh, look Dara was sad so feel again watching the soap opera doom which was produced by her husband. Stopit! Bagas that's not it, he's husband and wife.

"But really, I can't climb" said Bagas again.

Mr. Mamat and other domestic workers have laughed at see papi use the same color shirt will climb the rambutan tree.

"Sir, take it. Poor Madam" said Tuti was taken by the guards as well as Keke. Nobody supports him?

"Jeez, this is how a child Papi is." complained Bagas.

But then Bagas began to climb. From the bottom very carefully, slowly it was like a snail. Nungguin Bagas climbed long ago already five minutes new nyampe half aja.

"Papi's spirit."

Bagas who saw Dara sumringah really so have the strength of out of nowhere, which is clear now Bagas already very clever climbing it. It doesn't feel above. Very tall Bagas tree so horrified look down. He began to meticulously rambutan with a carefree heart.

Bagas already looks like a reliable plant picker. Dara shouted from below asking her husband to come down immediately. He even felt his saliva dripping looking at Bagas who had brought the rambutans to go down.

"What ladder?!" squeak Bagas on everyone below.

"No sir, it has come down." said Mr. Mamat lightly make Bagas upset to hear it. He squirrels can come down easily from a tree that tall?

Only Bagas wanted to tread, he even slumped perfectly and continued to fall with a little slumped from the tree.

"Mas. Sick huh?" Dara immediately approached her husband. He was busy massaging Bagas' waist, but sometimes there was a sprain.

"Udah is no longer. No papa Yang." Bagas handed over some rambutans that he managed to get. Dara did not immediately eat rambutan she even helped her husband stand up.

"I'm sorry, so don't have me."

It just fell like this. Brutal Mami! Bagas ngedumel in the heart, do not dare to blatantly.

He was proud to climb a tree. His skills now about climbing have increased. From what was only able to climb mami now can climb the tree too even though it has not been good at it.

"I'm so good." said Bagas proudly. He puffed his chest showing how powerful he was. Riding a doang tree can make yayang gondrong feel very manly.

Now Dara was even more lying down, sitting on the terrace floor with papi. The breeze caressed the two. So inget beach.

Beach. Mama wants to go to the beach. The alarm sounds again. Bagas immediately looked into the eyes of the mother trying to speak with the power of telepathy and the inner eye that the day was late, afternoon, it's dusk crocodiles on the beach already want to sleep so please mami don't freak ya.

Oh God help me. Sing again in my heart.

"Swimming in our pool. The kids will sleep. I'm gonna lock the back door so no one bothers us later."

Hike on! so fast if that's so. But it seems that this pregnancy Mami does make her more passionate even though sometimes lemes too.

Dara was not agree. Safe, mom does not want to swim to the beach. Simply swim in the pool of their big house. Surely later there will be the sound of spoiled chips as well as seduction and friendly groans. Travel again ...

"I want to eat sweet now Mas. Usually I don't like sweet cakes, now I like them."

"You're pregnant, it's Mi, so you don't ask me who is weird. Moreover, the request is fitting in the middle of the mallem." said Bagas, he was willing-wanti dong so that Dara later understand if ngidam it should not be too late. Yes, he wants to climb a tree. No fruit even later get a kiss from mbak Kunti. Amit-amit, Bagas shuddered to himself.

"No, but I want to eat fried rice dong later."

"Yes later, for your sake for the sake of the baby I bought everything."

"No, but what makes you. You're the one who's cooking."

The danger alarm no longer works as much as desired by mom. Bagas had scratched his head again.

"I can't cook Yang. I usually cook instant noodles. It was also never used eggs because the eggs must have been destroyed if I cooked, let alone cooked fried rice, later not so fried rice even so steamed rice." sahut Bagas tried to convince Dara that it was impossible.

Dara was sad, staring at Bagas with a teary look. Not to mention after that there was a scene of her stomach that had not bulged.

Bagas took a deep breath and kept cupping his hands on his wife's cheeks.

"Dear, I try cooking fried rice for you later. But if it feels like nano-nano you enjoy it."

"Yes, yes, my mother?" Bagas.

"What else do you want?"

Fishing is papi, already know mami if you are pregnant again want it a lot. Huh, come out that note from the mami dress pouch. Very long makes Bagas dizzy. It's like a bagas copel from school. A variety of traditional foods are neatly written there. My mom's intention is to crave it. This is why mommy is not a sweet baby anymore.

Moon maap is rambutan why is it taken? please try it first.

Dara grabbed a rambutan fruit that tastes sour sour, making Dara grimace while stretching the cheek, where the rambutannya not gurgle. Bagas had laughed at Dara's expression that held acid.

"Mas ... "

Oh God help me ...

"Come to the market, find the sweet rambutan."

Bagas wants to faint. Kenape not from Maemunnah???