HELLO, MY BOSS!

HELLO, MY BOSS!
Standby Husband


The days are getting worse. Farhan always bought food and strange items that made Lisa's head almost broken. She said it was her form of alertness as a kind husband. Lisa wanted nothing at all. If Lisa dared to resist, Farhan would stare at her with a twinkle of despair and a grim countenance of disappointment. Where Lisa finally withered and obeyed whatever the man's will. Ah, all of a sudden somersault. Lisa had always been the one who couldn't bear to see her husband turn sad just because his will was not fulfilled.


Heuh.


That's how Farhan continues to force Lisa to comply with her wishes with the proposition for the prospective baby. In Farhah's life there is no day without forcing Lisa to eat or wear strange things. Which Farhan said itself is suitable for pregnant women. Like today, it felt like Lisa wanted to scream and cry to see Farhan put on the shoes that had lights on the woman's feet.


"Very perfect." Farhan praised Lisa's performance with pride. His hands were tied in front of his face while looking at the pink shoes that wrapped the woman's feet. Lisa was annoyed that she could only sigh weakly in a resigned form, but her heart voice thrashed and continued to scream, screaming,


Of the thousands of pregnant women in the world, why should I experience all this, si?


So, forcing Lisa to want something is a form of nyidam that fell on Farhan from the many husbands out there. Amazingly, the woman did not feel any signs of a young pregnant woman. Her life is like a normal woman. Do not want strange things that are commonly referred to by others as nyidam terms.


"Wait here first, I'll take the shoes to the locker room, after that we can directly exercise the morning." Farhan rose from a squatting position. Then climb the stairs to the main room.


After Farhan's departure, the mother came from the kitchen with a glass of warm drink. It just so happened that he was staying over to see Lisa's condition. "Before the sport drink warm first yes. Remember, at nine you must have gone home, later if the twins are raging, mother does not want to bear," said the middle-aged woman while stepping her legs casually towards where Lisa sat.


"Yes Bundaaaaa, but I'm not strong enough to ignore the behavior of your favorite son!" Lisa whines with a tone made to grope.


"Prophey! Mother would have told you that your husband was cravings. Let him do whatever he wants."


"Include this?" Lisa stomped her feet to the floor. Makes you laugh when you see the shoes on your feet.


"That's good for you. Unique and funny." Mother still continues to laugh amusedly until the cup she holds shakes. Then he handed the drink to Lisa before spilling it on his hand.


Lisa received a drink from mom. His lips still continued to pursed with eyes turning, sebald. "Funny what, I'm ashamed of, Bun."


"It could be your daughter" Mother guessed.


Farhan, who was coming down the stairs, attacked, "Know where my daughter is from?"


The man put on a sensi face.


Mother looked at him with half a laugh. "Just guess. You're so weird, Al. Lisa said lately you've been buying unyu-unyu things for her, right?"


"I bought it because she deserved to wear it. Who cares about my daughter, girl or boy! What matters is my son." Farhan spoke in a flat tone. His cute character is still not completely gone. Sometimes he even paid attention to Lisa by snapping.


The sudden sound of a bell rang, making the man turn his head. "That must be Alex, wait here." Farhan hurried to open the door. Leaving mother and Lisa still dumbfounded in the family room.


"Never talk about sex with my husband, Bund. He is very sensitive if there is such a discussion, he said does not appreciate the gift of God."


Mother's forehead is crimped in. "True, it seems like the mother's child has changed a lot since you were pregnant?."


Lisa flicked half her shoulders with squinting eyes. "Now, Lisa has said that 'that one mas-mas is getting more strange days," Lisa said half-whispering, half-whispering, then sip ginger tea made by the mother who had just been holding it.


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