CEO Seed
Chapter 74

"Bumilku, dear. I miss."

Tasya who somehow came immediately hugged Kania and rubbed Kania's stomach slowly. Almost three months they did not meet because of the busy Tasya who is now a newcomer actress.

Only Kania knew that it turned out that Tasya had talent in this matter. His acting on television is so natural and makes the audience carried away feeling. Yes, the feeling of wanting to curse because Tasya gets the role of an antagonist.

"Aunty has washed her hands yet? If not, mending Aunt wash your hands first there. Later if the mother is the same with germs how?" Shaka's words made Tasya scowl in annoyance.

"Oh, Aunt washed your hands earlier."

"Where?"

"At home."

"Same, dong, Auntie. Wash your hands there. I can just come back here."

Shaka does turn out to be very protective after finding out her mother is pregnant with her sister.

Anyone who comes in must wash their hands first. Even Shaka asked for a special faucet to wash their hands in front of the house so that those who come always wash their hands.

"Yes, your son, Ka."

Kania chuckles at her son's debate with Tasya.

Seeing her, Kania recalled Dita. In the past, the beginning of the meeting of Shaka and Dita was always colored with debate because of small things. There's no getting along.

However they become close before there is finally a feud between Kania and Dita.

When Shaka finds out about Dita being involved in a plane crash two months ago, Shaka looks sad. He always asked if Dita had been found or not before the official search was stopped.

"Shaka toys used to be the same Madam Lastri. Mother with Aunt Tasya want to talk for a while."

Shaka nodded obediently and immediately brought his toy into the house.

"A successful artist, now?" goda Kania made Tasya smile widely. He himself also did not expect that he would eventually become a public figure. He is a selebgram. His followers are millions of thousands. But dreaming of becoming a filmmaker or soap opera, Tasya never.

Until finally one of the producers glanced at him and offered a role that was considered suitable with Tasya.

"Be careful, yeah. There were eyes, ears, and cameras everywhere. Your life is not as free as it used to be. It's also a little bit off getting into Mr. Ryan's apartment."

Tasya laughed loudly. "Don't call sir, dong, Ka. The impression is that my two men are very old."

"How serious? When I called Mas? Mas Devan is angry that I call someone else by his favorite call."

"Ih, you're bucin the Devan." Tasya sneers. "But I went into Mas Ryan's apartment not knowing."

"What really?"

"Really, Ka. We never go further. He's taking care of me. He said he'd touch me if it was legal."

Kania poked her lips, holding back her half-tempting smile Tasya. "Really?"

Tasya nodded for sure. "Yes, a kiss was never, yeah. Frequent. It is also called adult relationship. But he couldn't touch me any further."

"Thank God then."

"How many months, anyway, Ka?" Tasya rubbed Kania's flat stomach. It has not been seen if she is pregnant.

"Three months, yes. When did you ask your widow Om?"

Asked like that, Tasya smiled shyly. "Either that. I'm here to send you to my application next week."

"Gee. Smooth, yes, yes. I'm glad to hear that."

Then the two talked lightly about whatever they thought was interesting to discuss.

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Nino only smiled as Devan stared at him. It was not out of jealousy that Nino would marry her ex-boyfriend. But because Nino had just told him a week before the wedding.

Even to Devan's surprise, Nino was already fond of Ivanka long before Devan made Ivanka a lover seven years ago.

That long. The flute Nino hid all of it from him. Devan had no idea that Nino secretly communicated with Ivanka when Ivanka was in Germany.

"What do you think of me as, No? Something this big I just know about now. Your wedding preparations are so neat that I don't know anything."

Nino laughed crisply. He deliberately did to give a surprise to Devan. Nino forbids her family from telling Devan and Kania about her wedding plans with Ivanka.

"Don't tell me Papa and my mama know about this, No?"

Nino's laughter grew louder. "Sorry, Van. Consider it a gift for pregnancy Kania. I heard from Ivanka, Ivanka had met Kania some time ago. Really true?"

Devan nodded reluctantly while sighing in annoyance. "Yes. And Ivanka also said she had a boyfriend. I didn't know it was you. What, the hell, makes you love her? Sorry, I don't want to vilify. But there must be another side that makes you fall in love with Ivanka."

Nino nodded her head. "She's beautiful."

"That's relative. Kania is more beautiful."

"In your eyes."

"of course. She's the most beautiful. Especially since she was pregnant. Her aura looks many times prettier."

"From your smile and expression, I know you guys planted the stock first."

"Yes. You're right." Nino is not evasive. Makes Devan widen his eyes. "It's usually the eyes" Nino said. "You remember when I got out of town? That's me going with Ive."

"God! Even you've called him with his little call that only certain people can call him like that."

"I'm her husband's candidate" Nino said, not to be outdone. Obviously he was allowed. Don't call her little name. Taking his credentials** alone is welcome. "And the one you should know, Van." Nino stared intensely at Devan. "He's still vir**n."

Devan raised both eyebrows. I can't believe Ivanka is still who Nino said she was.

"The company there is free. But he can take good care of himself."

"Yes. Unfortunately, in your hands, he cannot take good care of himself. To the extent that it's broken before marriage."

"Hey! How are you doing with Kania?" sela Nino with sarcasm.

"You should have learned a lesson not to imitate it."

"I'm normal, Van. Yes cats in suguhi salted fish time no interest?"

"The base of your room is what you can't find. Not all cats like salted fish."

"But I'm the one who likes salted fish."

"Whatever, huh. Cuckold is talking to you. Out there! I won't come to your wedding."

Nino laughed without a burden. It was as if Devan's anger about this wasn't something to be deeply thought about. "Coming or not coming, it won't make our marriage void."

Devan did not respond. Letting Nino step her foot out of Devan's room.

However, Nino's footsteps stopped as she opened the door. "Van?"

"What else?"

"Once we can argue who is the longest. Double date is different from other double date."

"Damn!"

Devan throws a box of tissue at Nino. But before the box of tissue hit Nino, Nino had already left Devan's room.

"Awhhh, Mas Devaaannn!"

Unfortunately, the throw hit Kania's head. He had just entered along with Nino who came out of Devan's room.

"Darling? Oh gosh. Sorry, Sweetheart. I was gonna throw Nino. Don't know if you want to come in." Frantically Devan rubbed Kania's head. Kissing her repeatedly while glaring vengefully at Nino who was laughing behind Kania.

"What part of it, anyway, playing throws like that? Like a little boy, anyway."

"Just play around, honey. Sorry, yes. Not sick? Go in, yuk."

Devan locked the door to his room. The usual thing he did was if Kania came to the office.

Then he sat Kania on the sofa. Still with the hand that rubbed Kania's head.

"Udah, ah." Kania brushes Devan's hand. "Not sick. Just kesel. Just came the speech was thrown tissue."

"Not meant to be thrown at you, honey. Sorry, yeah."

Devan has a guilty face. She was afraid that Kania was angry. However, since pregnancy Kania no longer likes to be angry. He looks more patient even though sometimes his mood often goes up and down.

"Udah, it's okay. Don't repeat throwing things like that."

"Yes, Honey. Sorry, yeah." Devan peeks Kania. "By the way, come, don't you know? Tumben. Kangen, huh?"

Kania laughed a little. "You want a surprise, anyway, Mas. All you want to see, my husband's in the office what kind of a no."

"That's all right, honey. I work. Make you. You, Shaka, and our next children."

"How many kids do you want?"

"Eleven, may?"

Kania nodded innocently. "Can. If I could."

Devan laughed a little. Devan's hands have been actively moving touching sensitive points on Kania's body.

"There's something I want to talk about, Mas" said Kania, holding Devan's already very naughty hands.

"Sama, Honey. But this one's more important."

"Byeah, kesel. Every time you come to the office, it's always been so."

"But you keep coming, baby. That means you want to."

Kania can't fight anymore when Devan's lips quickly silence Kania's lips. Kania drifts back into the game Devan created. Always hot and full of sensation.

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sorry just up again. two days sick. trembling hands, difficult to make anything. hold hp only intermittently Because it is not strong. sorry for who has been waiting. 🥰🥰🥰