
"Where is the event today?" zidane asked as he walked down the stairs to Isyana at the dinner table for breakfast.
"Not anywhere else at home instead of you and the kids on vacation!"
"Dear baby but not your friend the Vania has been born huh? Don't you want to look?"
"Oh yes, my mother? I don't know, I didn't say it!"
"My secretary said he was so yesterday Dion permission not to enter. last night mas forgetfulness want to talk to you. Which twins?"
"Still shower Mas, understand if their innate holiday lazy so they finished morning prayers earlier they slept again. So how about we go straight there?"
"May but wait a minute I'll call Dion at home or still at the hospital." Zidane appears to have pulled out his phone and called Dion. A moment later he seemed to hang up his phone.
"Said Dion they're home, just call the twins first let's get ready."
"Where's Pa?" ask Nathan.
"To the house of Om Dion because Aunt Vania was born."
"Our happiness is a little dedek."
As planned after breakfast after saying goodbye to opa and oma they immediately slid into the mall to buy some baby supplies and some baby clothes and then to Dion's house.
"It's funny that Atan dedek baby girl later if Mama has dedek I want her who is a girl too," Tristan told Nathan.
"Itan yes if the sister dress cute and then later her hair can be tied assortment." They both smiled at the thought of having a cute little sister who was obedient to them.
"If you want to have a sister, tell your dad to make it hard" Dion teased the two children.
"Udah is active, but briefly let me fir again," replied Zidane while winking one eye at his wife and Isyana was just indifferent because his hand was now reaching for the baby to be held.
"Hi grandpa flirtatious!" said Tristan while holding the cheek of the baby who is now in Isyana's lap.
"His son was a flirtatious grandpa he had a time name called that," protested Dion.
"What's his name?" ask Vania.
"He I gave Dilvara's name."
"La right he fit in the innate flirtatious content want to be hugged continuously the twins." This time Zidane answered.
"But not one hundred percent right could have been his mother who flirt proof that her baby now has not asked to be hugged again." Breaking the argument itself.
"If her flirtatious mother doesn't ask for the twisted twins but for the stooped papa." Vania does not accept Zidane's words. Hearing the words of Vania Dion was wide-eyed while Isyana was just a head bobble looking at the behavior of her husband and best friend who often kayak cat and dog when they meet.
"Already ah Mas, you also Vania forgot yes that we all used to be superiors and subordinates."
"Of clothes are like superiors and subordinates" Zidane said.
"He is now a rival" replied Vania.
"Rival on the bed" Dion replied with a chuckle.
"What are you all talking about?" the Tristan protest did not understand.
"You if you want to have a sister tell her mom's dad on her honeymoon, if she comes home with a sister."
"Om really, but what's a honeymoon?"
"The same month as honey."
"Mas told the real children" protested Vania.
"Honey moon means papa and mama you two vacation together for a few days should not be disturbed later if you have come home your mama could be pregnant."
"Ooh so, Auntie, can't be made here sister?"
"It doesn't have to be abroad" Dion replied.
"But my mom and dad said we used to make it here" Tristan protested.
Hearing Tristan Dion's words scratching his head while Zidane smiled mockingly at him.
"And you guys but if you want a sister girl make it have to be far away if not yes not so."
"Oh that's it Om so if make it here his sister will be a boy."
Dion just gave his thumbs up while Zidane glared at Dion.
"Okay then we leave tomorrow so it's the responsibility of the company to temporarily leave it to you" Zidane told Dion.
"Ma tuh see his sister smiling towards Atan," said Nathan who had not previously mengubris talks people around him instead focus on looking at the baby in his mother's arms.
"It's so cute, Ma" he continued.
"She loves you, so remember your time. Mama was happy even though she cried sometimes because she imagined you would live without a father. Mama didn't expect our family to be whole like this." The palace shed tears between sorrow and sorrow.
"Thank you dear for your struggle at that time and I'm sorry I wasn't there beside you when you gave birth to them" Zidane said, stroking Isyana's back. Zidane understood that his wife's struggle at that time must have been hard.
"Had Ma Mama don't be sad later Itan follow sad."
Isyana nodded and wiped her tears and then tried to get Dilvara to talk even though the baby could not respond.
After returning from the house Dion Tristan stuck to Isyana even he asked Isyana to sleep in their room.
"Dion's bastard must be because of his actions that say that make here a younger brother," said Zidane.
The next day Zidane woke up late, he hurriedly left for the office without breakfast first because today there was a meeting.
Arriving at the office he told Maura the secretary to prepare all the necessary documents. After seeing the schedule, the meeting was still less than an hour away. Somehow he forgot that his meeting was postponed by an hour because one of the shareholders could not attend early even though it was already on his permission.
Zidane took the phone to call Maura to order him to eat but Isyana called him first.
"Darling I delivered food for you and now I'm downstairs."
"Go upstairs, do I need to get someone to take you?"
"No need to leave me alone. Aren't you in a meeting?"
"Not a meeting is still under way in an hour."
"Ooh well then."
"I'm sorry I miss!" zidane said as he spread out his hands after Isyana put a bushel on his desk and Isyana entered his arms.
"Ah Mas kayak did not meet for long just play kangen-kenan. I ate aja ya mumpung cuisine again warm," said Isyana while trying to release Zidane's embrace but Zidane held him back.
"Let it be like this first baby" Zidane said.
Isyana bristles from Zidane's tone she can guess her husband in on mode. And sure enough a few moments later he******* Isyana's lips and hands have been fingering everywhere.
"This is the office said Isyana reminded."
"Let's love."
"Beat first and not eat hungry, right?"
"He's hungry but doesn't want to eat that food but wants to eat you."
"Good man if there is no want to be prevented" he murmured in his heart.
Finally without the consent of Isyana Zidane carrying his wife's body to a private room in his room and devoured his wife.
Moments later Dion entered the room wanting to talk to Zidane but Zidane did not appear there that he saw only a bushel on his desk.
Dion checked the files that were there whether it had been signed by Zidane or not.
At that time he even heard the voices of the occult from behind Zidane's personal space. Dion called what it was but his mouth was open when he heard the sound****** and moan from the room.
"Lock the door, asshole!" yell Dion leaving the room. He kept mumbling, especially now that he was in holiday mode until Maura who saw Dion grumbled frowned in curiosity.
"What's up, sir?" Finally I asked myself.
"Bos Lu tuh kayak there is no other place so play time in the office. Not enough all night at his house."
"Biasalah sir her name is also still a newlywed. You used to be the same as Vania."
Hearing Maura Dion's words became embarrassed and turned her face away and shifted the conversation.
"Is everything you need for the meeting?"
"It's Sir."
"Good then" said Dion as he walked into his own room.
"Hemm two superiors that make no difference" Maura said in her heart. Fortunately, he was married so it was no taboo with such problems.
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