My Boss Samuel's
120. Make High Blood

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I sat down and watched Sam, who was chewing bread, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his laptop on. He seems to be focused on his work. Sam who was wearing glasses looked handsome in my eyes.

Well, when the hell does he look ugly? Just yawning again he still looks handsome. Even sleeping while he was also still handsome, making the gemes even.

One of the habits I recently realized from the way Sam ate the bread was that he would eat the edges first, and leave the middle for him to eat the last meal. If the last person said it was his 'Gong.

Keep the best for the last.

Or when she eats meatballs, she doesn't like her vermicelli noodles. He prefers to eat meatballs with only his yellow noodles, spend the noodles first and then eat the meatballs.

What an adorable way to eat for me.

“Minum dong, Del.” He stretched out his hand without looking.

I grabbed a glass of cold chocolate milk on the table and handed it to Sam. After finishing that glass of milk, he grabbed the jar of potato chips and started chewing again.

I looked at him pushyly, Sam's mouth couldn't ya stop chewing for a second? I started to worry about the fats that would build up in his stomach.

“You also have to be more diligent sport if you do not want to blob.” I said while watching Sam from earlier.

“I work out every day.” Answer's flat.

I rolled my eyeballs. “What body? Sporting bed yes!” Sam just nodded towards me. “You are now lazy to wake up early, otherwise I wake up, will be late to work.”

Sam looked over with a flat face. “Yes the end of you who wake me up every hour of one night, ask for ration.”

“Heh, haphazardly yes! That's slander! That's not you!” I threw it with a couch pillow.

Sam chuckled, put his laptop on the table and approached me and kissed my lips. “Iya darling. Not you, I asked.”

I just looked at him pouting. “You're nyebelin.” I got up from the sofa and stood up. “Sebel me same you!” then I stepped into the room.

“Loh, that's how it works.” He returned to his laptop.

Yes, if it's stuck in that! Kampreeeeet is! I want to scream in my heart.

I stomped my feet and stepped into the room. “Sleep you on the sofa!” I shouted before slamming the door of the room and locking it.

Shortly afterwards there was a knock from the front door. “Del, why in lock?” Sam was impatient.

“I'm lazy with you, not sensitive!” I screamed while lying on the bed.

“Why is it even like this?” Sam was now banging on the door brutally. “Open the door!” his yell.

“No want! Don't sleep with me, don't ask for rations too!” shouts howling.

Who told me to do it, do not know what if the mood of pregnant people is easily changed and sensitive. Not in spoiled even in made sebel.

Now ask for a share of the neighbor's cat!

“Del!”

Bodo very, mending sleep!

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In the afternoon when I opened the room door, Sam was even fun playing games while cross-legged on the carpet. Damn, he only persuaded me for a moment, when I never opened the door, after which he no longer tried to persuade me.

I took a glass of water and an apple from the kitchen, sitting on the sofa in annoyance. He didn't look at me at all for being too serious about gaming.

I deliberately waited for her to greet me or glance, but she did not turn her head at all, completely ignoring me.

I want to throw this apple in his head!

“You don't feel guilty, do you?” Unable to bear it, I ended up throwing her head with a pillow.

He just looked at her with a flat face. “What am I wrong?” tanyanya polo's.

Throw this glass glass of sin no heck? Let it leak all that head!

“I'm crashing again instead of being persuaded.” I said sewot.

“Oh.” That's the answer and getting busy with the game.

“Nyebelin, shucks, insensitive, demon boss, aarrrggah!” I screamed loudly.

He just glanced at me with both eyebrows raised with a bored face, then again ignored me who had been tearing at my place.

I want to kill people!

“Where are you?” Sam asked as I got up from the sofa and walked towards the room.

“Take car key!” sebal.

“Hm.” Sam just muttered. And it makes me even worse.

He didn't want to ask me why I took the keys to that car? All right, just for today. Tomorrow I'm really going to throw the PS4 into the trash can in front of this luxury housing complex. Let him know the taste!

I got out of the room while grasping the car keys and stepped towards the side door that connected the kitchen with the carport.

“Where are you?” finally he asked even with a flat tone.

“Ke Mama's house.” Ketus.

“Oh, request between drivers aja.” Sam's orders without looking.

“You have no intention of doing me that?”

Sam turned. “You want in anterin?”

Oh, shit, use that question again. “Ngak!” I stepped out.

What if I scratch Sam's favorite car with a stone, huh? I swear I was upset.

When I opened Sam's car door, he took the key out of my hand. “Nbeckan.” He opened the passenger door for me.

I entered while looking at him annoyed.

Along the way I kept nagging, but Sam just listened without giving a response. I'm not sure if he's really listening.

“I'm tired of nagging from earlier.” Tired.

“If tired, Ease. Silent.” Answer's short.

“You've made a sprain every day.” I'm back emotionally.

“I'm ordinary aja.” He looked at her with a flat face. “You are overrated.”

I can't stand this, I want to eat to know the taste!

Patience, Del, patience. Pity the baby later if the blood continues to be high. I took a slow breath while rubbing my stomach which started to stand out.

You don't like your Daddy, son. Poor Mommy's gonna be high blood. Ngadepin one that is like your Daddy is tired and draining, let alone two. Mommy could die standing up.

If it used to be when I was his subordinate, want to fight the fear of being fired. Now it's my turn to be his wife, willing to fight against the fear of quality.

Please, have patience, Lord.

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Once I got to Mama's house, I went down first and opened the door immediately while saying my greetings.

“Loh, Sister Adel alone?” ask Vino who is playing games in the family room.

“Sama Sam, again car parkin.” My answer. I immediately walked into the kitchen because I smelled the aroma of cooking, it seemed like Mama was cooking.

“Mama cook what?” I asked while picking up the flour fried tempeh that was already available on the dining table.

“Again cook chicken curry. Don't know Papa you said he wanted to eat kare from yesterday.”

“Lah, Papa cravings too? Mama pregnant again?” I looked at Mama horror. Do you care if your grandchildren and children are the same age?

Mama patted my hand. “Apart of you! If Papa dares to make Mama pregnant again, already Mama butai.” My mom laughed and so did I.

I flinched as Sam's arms hugged me from behind. “Sorry.” The whispers then kiss my cheeks. After that, she approached Mama with a smile.

“Mama cook what?” ask Sam with a sumpringah face.

“It just so happens that Mama made chicken curry, will you? You eat first yes.” Said Mama while pouring her curry into a bowl. And Sam gladly accepted it and took the bowl to the table.

It seems that Mama asked wrongly. Sam is in the bargain for food yes obviously ... Yes-yes to him.

As soon as he put the bowl down, Sam took the plate and filled it with rice. I just stared at him without blinking.

“No permission first with Papa? Mama cook for Papa this.” My mother smiled when she heard my words.

“Hm, Mama told me to eat. Yes, Ma.” Sam said as he poured the curry into his plate. “I'm hungry.” Whiney.

I sighed, then took a bottle of cold water from the refrigerator and poured it for Sam.

“Everything if eating it said bismillah first, let the devil not eat.” Omel I'm so upset.

But I also doubt it, there is no way that the demon will not eat. The guy who ate his boss the devil, Ck!

“Iya, already, it is not possible to also say his bismillah while shouting. Later you are surprised to continue cramming again.” Sam started to feed his food.

Gosh darn. Sam why does this really like to piss me off anyway? Sam's words managed to make Mama choke on laughter until the bells. Mama must also be surprised if it turns out that her favorite daughter-in-law is very strange. I saw Papa and Vino go into the kitchen and start taking rice.

“You didn't eat, Del?” Papa glanced at me while pouring his curry. “Kok Sam Mulu who ate? You her when?”

I'm just smiling. “No appetite, Pa.”

“No need to do that, Ma'am. Who will be sick?” vino Sahut.

“Loh, you don't want to eat. Eat me already in the same vice Sam nih.” I stared at Sam and he just returned a flat glance.

“But you have to keep eating, Del. Let you same baby healthy.” Mama suddenly thrust a plate that already contained rice in front of me. Yes, I had to obey even though I wasn't really hungry.

Actually I was surprised too. Why do I look like normal when I'm pregnant like this? Even I never wanted anything, at least until now if later I did not know. It's so different with that shucks husband. I glanced at Sam who had currently added his second rice.

God, I feel like I'm full just by watching Sam eat.

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