HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 23 (Season 2)
“Are you okay?” Farhan's soft swipe fell right on Lisa's head. The woman blinked, immediately got up and sat down while leaning.
Lisa opened her eyes with her hands. "No papa Mas, just got dizzy but the smell of the hospital. Maybe it's because I haven't been there in a long time?"
"Maybe!" The man touched Lisa's forehead to check her body temperature. Then sit on the edge of the bed while kneading Lisa's temple in a slow motion.
Lisa leaned on Farhan's chest.
"But really no papa?"
"Yes Mas! It was made tea with our daughter who was bobo!" While glancing at Cilla who was already sleeping soundly beside him.
Farhan continued to massage Lisa's forehead and temples. Not massaging anyway, more precisely stroking like in Milo the twins' favorite cat.
"Are you not pregnant?"
"Uhkkk!" Lisa coughed with eyes. His forehead was full of shock. "Don't talk too much!"
Farhan poked half his shoulder. His eyes looked at Lisa who was glaring seriously at him. "Typically pregnant people don't like to smell strange smells, do they?" guess the guy with the expression on the face leads happily.
"Yes .... But I don't want to be too hopeful. We just tried a pregnancy program. Don't think weird just yet. The method that Sashi recommends is just beginning to be practiced," said the woman asserted that she did not want to expect too much more.
“But it could be that you are already pregnant before we do the pregnancy program,” sangkal Farhan does not want to budge with his assumption. For Farhan nothing is impossible if God wills.
However, Lisa hurriedly dispelled Farhan's words with a slightly bent face while throwing Farhan's hand from his temple. “What the hell, Mas? My period always comes on time. This month has been out before its time. Yes, although it is a bit strange, only two days and not too much.”
Farhan chose silence in the end. He does not know the menstrual problem because it is not a schedule to open the stall. Then the man said, “Yes done it, sorry then. Do not think too much, we have tried as much as possible. We better think of a way to make the household more harmonious."
Farhan's version of harmony is simple; that is, when he can get a lot of food stalls from his wife. So Farhan pulled Lisa's chin as fast as lightning. Plumped his lips on the wet pink object of the woman without a word of pardon.
This flat husband does like to be insolent. How dare he do such a thing when there is a little boy sleeping next to Lisa. So it's all wrong, right! it feels between the gemes of mutilating but still very dear.
“Slightly, even when sleeping.” Surely the damn mouth immediately sought a defense without any guilt at all.
“If he suddenly wakes up how? You are yes, do not know the place and condition,” upset again.
He glanced at Cilla. It was fortunate that the little girl was turning her body. So Lisa calmed down a little in hopes that Cilla hadn't woken up or heard the conversation.
“Indeed if I ajakin you move places in the guest room want?" tanya Farhan did not know herself.
"Crazy yes, this afternoon we finished what if it wasn't that? You may not be getting rich anymore when you have been given rations!" One jewel floated in Farhan's ear.
Lisa was increasingly infuriated by Farhan's attitude that was getting late. They are in the pregnancy stage. But the man's behavior is too over to violate the rules.
Farhan answered. "I was just kidding!" then decided to lie next to Cilla without changing clothes first. "Ah, in the living room there's Mr. Farik's son. Look, I'm afraid they're fighting."
"Oh yeah?" Lisa seemed to be hearing it. I don't know why he was so curious about the boy. Missing is already upset with Farhan after finding out there is Malika at home.
"I want to see him first!" The woman ran out of the room.
Making Farhan upset because he has not prepared a change of clothes since the funeral event on the beach earlier. Their stay at the hotel also failed miserably because Mr. Farik accident.
Good thing Farhan already got rations open stalls first. Otherwise the handle of the dipper can rampage while the somersaults back down there.
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Who read the gift of flowers and coffee dong. Comment and like his spirit can also. Let me warm up again. Bete really I up from Saturday did not escape. So sad awaits him.