Jagoanku Turns out to be CEO

Jagoanku Turns out to be CEO
142. Spoiled


Somehow Meytta now became very spoiled and dependent on her husband.


Is it only because of psychological factors because he already has a husband or indeed because of hormonal changes due to fertilization that occur in his body.


"Enak ya mas... his meatballs..," said Meytta with a smile devouring all the remaining meatballs in his bowl.


Bimo nodded his head, because it was really good.


The price of change but no abuse, it said the slogan on TV and it is fitting to express what they are facing at this time.


"Later if we go to Europe there is no mas... food like this.?.?," asked Meytta to her husband.


As if afraid when there cold food like that but there is no.


"There must be some kind of meat soup" Bimo said, trying to alleviate his wife's concerns.


The two then continued eating while joking little, even then it was enough to attract the attention of other visitors because of the good looks and beauty of both.


After finishing his meatball Meytta immediately took him home.


"We're going straight home.."


"Lho really you just want to buy meatballs.?," asked Bimo who was astonished.


"Yeah.mas.kan I said want a seger seger, yes.ini earlier, eat meatballs at the seller," said Meytta with a happy smile because his desire was fulfilled.


Bimo just smiled as he shook his head.


"Yes, I'm home" said Bimo.


"Eeh..mas..if I want to pack meatballs for eating at home can not.?," asked Meytta a little doubt.


Bimo immediately smiled and went back to the seller.


"You want how many packs..honey.?," asked Bimo.


"All gardeners and security guards are "seven packs" Meytta said.


Bimo also bought as requested by his wife.


"Mas.i've never been on a pedicab for a long time.we ride a rickshaw."


Bimo only nodded at his wife's request.


"Is it really true to crave my wife.or just want to spoiled."


"Kok quiet anyway.mas.boleh ya.naik pedicab.mumpung pas same mas Bimo, so I'm happy," said Meytta sulking.


"Yesa.sayang.mas Bimo has already nodded," said Bimo while holding his wife's arm towards the rickshaw brother who went up there.


Then Meytta gave orders to the rickshaw brother so that the route rickshaw through the road that circled the village.


"Why did his passing even turn darling...?"


"Let's be long, '" said Meytta who seemed happy.


Becak who walked around the village until finally reached the front gate.


The security guard who saw it became astonished.


"Lho.. Den Bimo the same Non Meytta even already from outside... ride the rickshaw again...I really did not see earlier.pas out?," said the security guard.


"We're going through the back of the box sir."


Bimo smiled at the guard's words, while paying the rickshawman.


Meytta walked over to the security guard post.


"This is sir.bakso pak Bagong..


it was bought at the village market In, at the same meal Mr. Diman.ya., tu.nya people are still clean garden," said Meytta while handing over two bags of Bakso parcels.


"Yes.non thanks.."


"Later bowl let bi Ijah deliver sir..," Meytta said again.


"Yes . non."


The two then entered through the living room.


"Lho..kok even already past the front.?," asked Mama Qonita.


Meytta went straight to the kitchen and put the other meatballs.


"Kok the same.., used to be a young mama also like this Meytta.., married a week keeps all the desire like a craving people."


"What don't don't .. Meytta is also soon cravings mas..," said mama Qonita again.


"What yes.yes..Ma..?" said Bimo.


"Hopefully yes Ma..," said Bimo who seemed pleased.


Meytta who was in the kitchen met bi Ijah.


"What is non..?."


"Bakso pak Bagong bi.., bi Ijah can also be rationed."


"Well.I also bought non..?."


"Yes.lah....Bi, um,..Oh.ya.yes, all Mr. Diman and the security guard at the love bowl and spoon ya bi, the meatballs have not put in the security guard post was just his bowl that does not exist," meytta said again while taking the bowl for herself.


Meytta brought several other meatball packs as well as bowls for herself.


"Loh...eat..again..?," asked Bimo as soon as he saw his wife poured the meatballs into the bowl again.


Mama Qonita who had heard Bimo's story was also surprised.


"Mey.don't you fill it with love..," said Mama Qonita who looks like it.


"Iyaa.isi meatballs two bowls ma..," said Meytta jokingly, while feeding meatballs to his mouth.


"Mama and papa also I bought ..just haven't I moved to the bowl yet," said Meytta who really like the cravings.


"No real love.you were like a mama when you were pregnant..," said mama Qonita smiling happily.


Bimo sat at the dining table while looking at his wife who actually did not eat the food.


"Mas Bimo would..? I'm a ya..," said Meytta .


"Dear dear.kan mas Bimo already eat in his stall."


''Anyway mas Bimo should want.., one bribe yes yes.yes..," said Meytta a little pushy.


Bimo finally according to what his wife's will.


"Aaa.amm.ymm.yammm, it's good meatballs Pak Bagong" said Bimo while chewing the food.


Meytta smiled satisfied to see her husband also loved her favorite meatballs.


**


That morning at the house of Papa Haryo and Mama Halimah were having a conversation.


"When will the children go home ma.??" asked Papa Haryo.


"If it is not a little afternoon and a little afternoon, there is nothing papa nanyain," asked Mama Halimah.


"Soalah said Bimo want to invite jeng Qonita and mas Adrian nginap here, tomorrow so he can send to the airport all over..," said mama Halimah again


"Ohh, that's it."


"Today.mas Adrian want to hang out first, out of the new office want to come here." explained mama Halimah to papa Haryo who looks mangosteen .


"It's good then.we can send children to the airport tomorrow together."


Mareka returned to talk while eating breakfast together in the super luxurious house.


"All the letters have you prepared.?, let Bimo have no trouble there later" said mama Halimah again break the silence.


"Already.., even if Bimo wants to live in our apartment there, papa has prepared it," said papa Haryo.


"Papa told people to clean his apartment."


''Tomorrow to leave at what time does pah..?.''


"Flighting at 20:00, we will leave Maghrib, let's not rush, fear it will get stuck in the road," said papa Haryo again.


They finished the breakfast without speaking.


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