I'm Not a Choice.

I'm Not a Choice.
Thank you!


"Why don't you like it?" Accuse Megan, but Riyadh shakes her head again, in what way should she make her mother understand if things don't have to be this fast as well.


"If it takes me a new year ' ' 'Icha wants to be close to me, want to believe and open her heart to me." Said Riyadh hoping that the mother understood from his experience. "had to say how many times Iyad same mama, if Icha is different mah, he will not be as easy as it was approached. Didn't I ever say anything about icha's past." Say Riyadh again.


"It's not like you said he was cured." The woman is still a bitch. Riyadh is completely out of sense.


"Whatever mama! Don't force it if he doesn't want to." That guy is too tired! If he had to constantly argue with his mother, because in the end he would never win against Megan.


Her mother always had a thousand and one reasons to make her give up as she is today.


"Let mama talk to Icha, mama go first." The woman turned to leave her son's office.


"Well," call Riyadh make, Megan look back. " What do you want me to say to Icha?" Ask.


Riyadh has to make sure, if the talks, his mother and Icha will not make the wife depressed especially to the stress. Because it might affect the fetus in the womb.


"If the content of Icha you are worried about, you take it easy mama knows what to do" he said, Megan continues to try to convince her son.


"Mah." Mah."


"Riyadh, mama won't get Icha or your granddaughter in trouble! But if you're hard for your mom to talk to your wife, you're the one who's talking to her, she'll be waiting for you." Megan broke up, making Riyadh feel relieved. "Mom go home first." The reason, his intention to meet the son-in-law he paled, because because the son was too whining.


"Be careful, ma'am." Said Riyadh, while pulling the two corners of his lips up, forming a smile.


After Megan left her study Riyadh was again preoccupied with a pile of work that never ended.


If out there people assume that a CEO can linger and then get a salary. So their thinking is wrong because a CEO is still a worker, in contrast to the owner of the company itself, namely his father.


Unless there is no glitter, Riyadh is entitled to his father's company.


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Time showed at 05:00 p.m., as Riyadh prepared to return home as usual, however.


Ting..


A message notification came in on his phone, as in previous days and Riyadh could guess who sent his message.


Actually, as Riyadh alleged the name of the wife is listed on the screen of his phone. The woman again asked to buy the food she wanted, this time not just the one she wanted. Because on that list, there's vanilla and chocolate flavored ice cream. Dessert box, batagor and dignity.


Reading the mainland orders the wife made Riyadh can only be mende-ah short. Because the man was sure that would go into his wife's mouth only ice cream, the rest would be the land occupants of the refrigerator as before.


Even so, Riyadh will stop by to buy everything Icha wants regardless of whether the woman eats it or not.


Not because Riyadh believes in myths, if the desire of pregnant women is not followed, the child will be upset. Riyadh does not believe in the myth at all, but as a husband who loves his children and his wife, he just wants to make sure everything his children and wife wants is fulfilled regardless of whether they enjoy it or not.


He also works to meet their needs and make sure his wife and children will not lack one.


Riyadh grabbed the keys to his mobile phone and wallet and then put them in his pocket, after which he stepped out of his study.


The man then got into the elevator, which would take him to the besmane where his car was parked there.


Upon arrival at the bestmane Riyadh, immediately get into his car. The man blamed the car's engine, before driving away from the basement.


The guy's goal was my character selling the Dessert box. After buying the first menu of the icha order, Riyadh returned his car looking for a batagor and martabak seller for the second and third orders of his wife, the second and third, only then did he stop by the minimarket to buy the last order of ice cream.


After making sure all the orders his wife had bought then look back home.


It did not take long for Riyadh to arrive at the door to his wife's house, the man stood holding Icha's order, waiting, those inside opened the door for him, after he pressed the doorbell of the house.


"The salute first." Said Riyadh slightly frowning, as it felt neglected by the woman.


"Hehehe. Sorry Icha forgot." I grinned, after which he grabbed Riyadh's hand, then kissed the back of the man's hand, repeatedly making Riyadh shake his head.


Because Icha always acts excessively when the desire is followed, as it is today. " Have not eaten rice, if you haven't eaten rice you can't eat ice cream." Strictly speaking, while kissing the back of his wife's hand.


Riyadh has deliberately acted decisively to Icha, because the woman has rarely eaten rice lately, should be threatened like this first, then he wants.


If in general people are pregnant, it is not far from morning sickness and strange desires. Icha is different, the woman just wants to eat this and that! But only desire. Her butter that she was going to eat, fruit salad, rujak, fruit ice, other fruit soup than that just wanted to.


Grateful, Riyadh always made sure to his wife was eating four perfectly healthy five before eating ice cream and his friends. If no. I don't know.


"Wait for me." The answer. Without sins. Already Riyadh guessed, the woman must have not touched the rice at all, because Ista could not force it, if Ista was too demanding, Icha would definitely snack with her brother.


"Oh yeah, we're in! Eat up! Just snacking on ice cream, because there's something you want to say to Icha." His words, while wrapping his hands around the woman's waist, led her into the house after closing the door.


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That night after dinner, Riyadh immediately invited Icha to the room, because there was something the man wanted to talk about.


"What the hell is mas?" Tanya Icha was starting to be impatient.


While the man looked relaxed, he instead led Icha to sit on the floor with the soft-bristled carpet, then gave a box of ice cream along with a spoon to Icha. so that his wife is more relaxed when they talk later.


"What is the real thing about you? Just make me stingier." Ask icha again.


"Ngapain deg-degan everything, Hmmm?" Instead of answering Icha's question, the man asked back, with his right hand raised to shuffle his wife's hair. " It's not a serious matter, so you don't have to be as stubborn as you say." His words to convince Icha.


"What's the problem with that?" Ask Icha, again! He began to scoop the ice cream into his mouth.


"So my mom came to my office!" Riyadh also began their talks, so that Icha was not curious.


"Oh yeah! Must be mama want to take a walk Icha again right? When is it mas, Icha is ready." Riyadh took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. 'The turn on the road he was so excited, the moment he went home was immediately nicotine, for dear Cha.' said Riyadh in his heart while staring at Icha meaningfully.


"It was like that, but mom changed her mind by inviting us to stay with mom and dad." Obviously Riyadh, while looking at the look on his wife's face.


"Living at the parents' house." Icha asked, Riyadh quickly nodded his head. " Is it okay if I live there?" Icha's question again made Riyadh link his frown sharply.


"Why can't you?" Instead of answering Riyadh, he asked because he was confused by his wife's question.


"It can't be! We are different_"


"Nothing is different between us! The difference was there when we were not married but now that we are married you are part of my family, and vice versa there is no difference at all. " Riyadh quickly interrupted Icha's remarks because he did not like his wife's question.


"Sorry, don't be mad Icha just asked." Icha when she realized the sharp gaze of her husband. Not to mention his hardened jaw until his neck veins were clearly visible.


Icha dared to touch Riyadh's cheek, then kissed him. " Truly Icha just asked earlier, did not mean to make you angry." Saying again.


"I'm not angry! I won't be angry with you, baby! I just don't like your word. I don't like you putting yourself down for any reason? Because you are precious to me." Riyadh replied to Icha as he stared into Icha's eyes, then kissed her lips so gently. " Cha I never play around with my feelings! So Please don't doubt my feelings for any reason." Riyadh reassured Icha after removing their lip link.


"Yes, sorry! Icha promise not to repeat." Riyadh smiled as he nodded his head. The man then carried Icha's body into his arms. " Icha also want to live in the old man's house!" Riyadh withdrew from Icha for seriousness in his wife's face.


"Are you serious?" Icha smiled then nodded her head. " I didn't hear wrong, did I, honey?" Ask Riyadh again.


" Yes, I want to stay at the old man's house."


" Thank you dear." Riyadh hugged Icha again, really he was so happy, because he who all this will make the relationship Icha and her mama closer.