Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 147

"Udah is not important." Nila hurriedly brushed aside. "Oh yes, have you eaten yet? Want to order food?"

Lativa could only sigh. The woman knew very well the nature of her brother. Yes, even though it is more or less the same as him.

"No, Brother. But no, I didn't have long. You want to go the same way bebeb." Lativa slightly blushed in embarrassment.

"Ciyeiljeeh ... Now bebeb kuy! How is your application event? Not been caught yet?" Nila seemed enthusiastic to listen to him.

Lativa's face was getting flushed. "No, Brother. We're still very busy. Do you have an event organizer recommendation? I want it not to be complicated let alone to involve the mother, because it must be very tired. I want to get an event organizer that understands right away. So if I tell a story, they can respond immediately."

"If so, there must be. But for those who immediately understand, people's thoughts cannot be generalized. Before they immediately agree or agree, surely you will be given a choice as a picture."

Lativa nodded in understanding. "Oh so yeah. Yes, I will talk to you again the same bebeb."

Then Nila laughed. "I feel funny and happy. You used to date Antony not so this bucinnya. It is not a sin to laugh? Not bad for you, but funny. Gemes that is."

"Ck!" Lativa is clucking. "So, this is nothing!"

Shortly after, Fatan came out of the bathroom.

"Hi, Brother!" greet Lativa to his sister-in-law.

"Eh there's you, Tiv ... Just got back from the office?" ask Fatan. The man walked over to his wife who was sitting in a chair.

"Yes, Brother."

"Where in Tiv's field? Is there any meaningful obstacle? What market progress has there been a surge?" ask Fatan again. Since Lativa worked in his office, he often asked questions related to marketing. Because the part that Lativa occupies has a lot of influence on the company. Especially the target is direct consumers.

"So far anyway, safe Brother. Only, sometimes there are some consumers who can be said to be new companies ... They often offer very low offers. Even though on the list that I already love there are clearly some notes that can not be negotiated again. More or less they complain because of the price, while the others are okay. But, not a few also can if the price we provide is still reasonable" explained Lativa. It was like he was doing a presentation with his owner.

"That's how the business world is. That said the price of the cost is for those who are very pressing budget because their budget is limited. So we don't have to be tempted. Any supplier like us should consider quality as well. That's why I always emphasize, there's a price for quality." Sounds casual but his chat with sister-in-law is very serious.

"True as well. Yes, for the surge of its own market until now the company presentation is still going up. Hopefully, by the end of the year, we can reach our original target."

"Aamiin, nothing is impossible, right? If it is profitable, it is not just the company that is advancing. But his employees also," said Nila who had been listening since.

Too cool to talk to her two sisters, Lativa hardly remembers his promise to Rusli tonight.

"Sir Nila, Brother Fatan I think I should go home now. There was an appointment" Lativa said goodbye to them.

"Whose promise? Rusli?" ask Fatan with a soft look.

Lativa again blushed in shame.

"Mas, don't make Tiva like that. You already know the answer. Look at him being shy meow," said Nila.

Then Fatan chuckled with his laughter. "Yes there ready, Rusli sangar loh if you wait. He could be a tiger!" He's even scaring.

"Mas!" peeking Nila while patting the husband's thigh and rounding his eyes, it was so that Fatan could stop mocking. But instead of melting, Fatan even harder his laughter. As a result, his son woke up with a pretty strong cry.

"The baby is crying. I'm saying duly, bye all!" Lativa quickly went from there. Because he was sure that his brother would scold his sister-in-law after this and he did not want to see that.

"Well, sorry, honey. Here, let me be the fat one."

Without saying a word, Nila gave the crying little princess to Fatan.

"Cup, cup, cup ... Don't cry, pretty boy. Look at Emom's horned look at Daddy. Well, Daddy's scared of Emom. I'm so son don't cry, bobo again yuk." Fatan painstakingly swung his hand. It was not difficult for him to put his little daughter back to sleep.

Nila, who was upset, saw what her husband did, felt calmer. Unknowingly. He smiled in amazement, in his eyes Fatan was twice as handsome as he was holding a baby.

"Dek, look at Emom. He is smiling now. Yes, yes, yes ... Daddy knows that Daddy is handsome. Ah ... " Fatan took a long breath. "It's fitting that you look like Daddy, Emom loves Daddy."

Nila was stunned when Fatan could speak like that to their sleeping child. Instantly Nila wanted to throw a pillow at the man.

"That's a damn fascist!" nila protested and threw her body on the bed.

While Fatan put his little daughter very carefully into the box, then approached the wife and gave a warm kiss on her forehead.

"Emom is funny if again crave, Daddy so pingin ...." Fatan did not continue his words anymore. It sounded ambiguous in Nila's ears.

"Don't fuck around. You must endure it until the end of my maternity, forty days!" firmly Nila while squinting her eyes.

"Yes, I know." Fatan's answer sounded resigned. "But you live in dad's house huh? If it's mom's house, I'll miss it." He whines at Nila.

"Maas ...." This time Nila breathed.

Before Nila spoke again, Fatan spoke first. "Mom can stay at my dad's house. There are still many empty rooms."

Nila took a deep breath and then let out slowly. Suddenly his smile became faint. "really? But if you do, it means you have to sleep in another room. Come on, choose where?" deal with grin.

"Ah, same thing ... " Fatan immediately put on a sullen face. At that moment, the door of the room opened and Mirna appeared from behind the door.

"Mother," said Nila when she turned and saw the mother who was still standing in the door goal while carrying a paper bag in her hand.

"Sore .." greet Mirna to the child and also her daughter-in-law.

Fatan immediately changed the look of his face to be ordinary. "Who's mom here?" ask the man.

"Self, because you can get a message from Tiva if he will come home late," replied Mirna and put the paper bag on the table. "Oh yeah, it's got a snack. Last afternoon I accidentally made it, let's eat it. I understand, being a nursing mother must always feel hungry."

"Let me just open up, honey .. You just shut up there." Fatan immediately opened the paper bag and took out its contents. It turned out to be true, the snack even looked seductive in his eyes. "Mother, can I come eat?" he asked then, because suddenly his stomach was hungry.

"Here I can." Mirna chuckles. "Mother did deliberately make a lot, let's all for you too son," he continued.

In front of Mirna, both Fatan and Nila looked ordinary. Even more harmonious. Mirna herself was amazed and moved by their happiness.

"Mother is so good!" exclaimed Nila after entering one mouthful into her mouth.

"Yes, ayok spent," said Mirna then chose to approach her grandson.

Another case with Fatan who coolly feed the wife with affection.