My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant
The Former Mangga

~It is a happiness in itself when seeing the happiness of women because of a small creature named fetus. Haven't met yet but millions of loves have always bounced around for her. Unite but cannot see it. How can it be just because it feels there, your heart is so happy~

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Entering the fourth month of her pregnancy, Naja did not make Excel much hassle about cravings. His wife didn't want much of anything strange. The behavior is still the same, even Excel feels there is no difference between pregnant and not, still frivolous and behave as she pleases.

Regarding the mood swing, Excel felt that his wife had a problem with her mood, so so far, she could still control things. Trying to understand even though Excel teeth often rumble together.

Most recently, Excel's ears are often averse to the sheer amount of vocabulary the woman suddenly has. His voice now more often sounds spoiled like a toddler, very happy to seek attention, and if Excel at home, Naja always stick to him. Often displacing him when he was working just to discuss the name for their baby later.

It's still a long time, isn't it?

But tonight it seems there will be no disturbance, because his wife was engrossed in Esih tea watching the drama on television. Excel remains alert and tries to get the job done quickly.

“Daddy ...” Excel closed his eyes behind his glasses, massaged his forehead, and growled.

New also mentioned.

Walking towards him, the woman with her stomach heading her sleepy shirt— instead of buying maternity clothes— middle smile cheerfully.

“Dad .. want tea.” ambiguous tan, acting pretentious with both hands tightened and clinging upside down behind his body. Moving his upper body left and right, Naja blinked rapidly and repeatedly.

Jeez ... expression!

Excel glances lazily. “Nawarin or request?” he asked while staring back at the computer screen, but he forgot what he would do on the computer screen. That woman is dangerous, able to distract him.

“Ngajak, Dad ... dedeknya request in temenin, nih.” Feeling his first distraction failing, Naja held up one hand of Excel busy stroking the keys on the keyboard, as a way to sit on Excel's lap. Then return the Excel hand exactly where the fingers were.

Naja's lips showed a contrived smile gesture. Sitting cross-legged as ready for a bridal style bopong, Naja lays his head on Excel's upper left chest. Seeing her husband's irritated expression, Naja kissed the man's chin line.

“Daddy angry? The same angry grandpa? It only asks for the doang, Dad ...” is made as if to cry, after a while Excel does not change its expression. Small issues and advanced lower lips, did not make Excel want to obey his wife's will.

“Na .. I want to work, later, yes.” Trying to keep it soft. oh no, rather, not being able to do anything. Although Excel now wants to explode because the focus is split, but he does not have the heart to express his frustration. He only hoped for understanding from his wife, because for now his work is very urgent to be completed.

Clenching, Naja slowly lowered her legs. “Daddy sure don't want nemenin grandpa? Sure you don't want to do mommy?"

What does he actually want?

Excel was stunned, stupefied to gulp his saliva. This woman who was sitting upright on her lap, was indeed very magical. Shakes his head because he really doesn't know what to say.

But he always had a way for the woman to step aside for a moment.

“Jadi ... want to ngeteh or want to execute?” hissing, Excel restores Naja's hair from behind the ear. Putting aside the strands until it looks like a neck that he often uses as an impingement of pleasure that explodes at the end of his body. Slipping to the back of Naja, he just continued his speech.

"It looks like this table is strong enough to hold your little body together. Or ...," Excel pulls the edge of Naja's shirt and bites it, pulling it up. "... Your back seems to be too often I leave it quiet."

Naja turned his head, aborting the expression of how shocked she was to hear the words of her husband. Excel's cruelty when it hits him is always out of bounds when he says the word. Honestly, Naja was afraid to see the eyes that were staring at him sharply. Turning his body back to face, Naja wrapped her hands full of seduction.

“Only ngeteh together ... Daddy." Naja looked at her husband for a while, then looked down, “.. she said let's chat.” Gently rubbing her husband's chest, Naja mimicked the slogan of a tea advertisement. Her eyes peeked at her husband.

Fearful.

"Yes if you don't want to ...." Naja moved a little stomping, so as to make the seats occupied by the two of them sway slowly. Escape is the safest way for now, after all, she does not want to be the decoration of her husband's workbench. Terrible ...well aware that he is often made crazy when the man plays it.

Basic player!

Gosh ... For whatever reason, Excel can only shake its head. Returning to his job, Excel breathed into the air. He thought, disappearing behind the door does not mean that the woman will not come back to tease him, so he chose to increase the speed of his brain and fingers.

Nearly thirty minutes full, the room was filled with only the noise of the fingers and keyboard. Occasionally he fix the position of his sagging glasses.

"NH ... DADDY ....!"

Excel's breathing seemed to stop flowing, he jumped straight from the chair and ran quickly down the stairs. Bad thoughts accompanied him, until at the last step he saw Naja peeking behind the window.

"Oh my God ..." almost took off all the bones in his body. Almost bursting his heart heard Naja's scream. Excel's palm slapped his forehead hard and then continued it backwards. Snarling in the heart.

Goddamnit!

"Dad, I want mangoes." As if she knew about her husband's arrival, Naja didn't change her position on the window sill.

Excel turned for a moment towards the wall where the clock was perched gracefully. The needle's lamba shows ten nights. "I take the wallet first." said weakly. He turned around in a shunt, as if his strength had drained away.

"Don't buy, Dad, but it's meticulous in front of it."

What the ....

Excel turned his body, "Don't be weird .. Just buy it to make it easier."

Yes, things are easier by exchanging a few pieces of money for a bag of mangoes. Rather than dealing with mangoes that he knew to be true, it belonged to Naja's former lover.

Just be right.

"But I want that mango," the little fox wiggled his tail, raising his pupils.

Cussing even more harshly, Excel spread his smile as sweetly as possible. Walk gently—lunglai—Excel lower the tempo of the voice that was originally pitched major.

"Darling, if the malem where can the mango metic from the tree? Now buy it if you want, what mango do you want? Now I'm on my way, too" Excel's pinta softens. Of course he would not want to if he had to knock on the door of Ai's house and ask for a mango night blind like this. It is better to go around this whole city to find his wife the desired mango.

"Mom ... it's young mangga .. not good and still cool," persuaded Excel again when he saw the height of the green fruits.

Silent behind, "Na .. come on." she asked in despair.

"Daddy won't, huh? Then let me go there and pick it myself." threatening Naja full of seriousness. He could no longer hold back his drool that was almost dripping. The mangoes seemed to have their own charm for the tongue of Naja.

"OK-okay!" Excel held the air around Naja's shoulder that was about to step past her. "Wait here and shut up. Don't move so much, okay!"

Finally, Excel stepped across the street. Complaining is also free.

"Love you, Daddy ...," cried the little fox cheerfully.

"That won't change anything!" Excel Gutter. Did he think that it could make him step lightly?

Excel knocks on Ai's door, but only Ai's wife is at home.

Mercifully.

"Sorry Miss, the nights are disturbing. Can I have some mango?"

The one being questioned was silent, looking at him like a dazed person.

"Miss?" Excel waved his hand in front of Sheila, Ai's wife.

"Eh .. Yes, please quote. I'm a bit surprised, I thought you were su—"

"Thank you" cut Excel fast. He immediately walked towards a mango tree whose size was not much, but indeed the fruit was very much.

Excel looked up, observing which fruits he could reach. Although his body is tall, but reaching the fruit is quite difficult, until Excel is forced to jump repeatedly.

With sweat pouring, clutched three mangoes that Excel taste not too young. At least the seeds have hardened, he thought.

"Don't ya, stay methik!"

Excel turned his head quickly, unaware of the arrival of someone around him.

"Nana asked ...," a little stupid to say that in front of Ai. Nana's? Isn't that Ai's affectionate nickname for his wife?

Sh it's.

Ai smiled cynically, she pocketed both of her hands. "This tree does belong to him, just take it as much as he wants, as long as it can please him."

"My son will .. not Nana!" excel said a bit of a solot and felt his heart was muntab. Wanna explode.

Yes, Lord ... This afternoon, the apoplexy rose quickly.

"It's naive that you believe what she wants is your baby's will. I thought you were smart," Ai sneered with a shoulder sniffing nonchalantly.

"Real ...," he hung his words. Deliberately he let Excel proceed with his own accusation.

"I assume it's just the words of a defeated man fighting over a woman" he said as he passed away leaving Ai who shed all scorn on his face.

Oath, Excel patience is tested at this time. He could no longer bear the annoyance that came to him. Yes, indeed he now smiles and speaks a lot, but he is also often irritable and scowling more sour.

Upon arriving at the porch of the house, he handed the fruits into the arms of Naja who sparkled with excitement.

"That makes you happy for sure because the owner is the former owner of your heart, right?"

"If so, why? Wanna mad? A kesel? Here if you dare?" Just advancing his front body which is increasingly challenging.

"Make sure you spend it, otherwise I'll finish you!" Excel threw away his face, Naja's words made him explode. Could he say that?

Naja shrieked with scorn at her husband, but when he saw the mango in his hand, Naja was cheerful again. Like a kid getting a new toy.

Ngidamnya.

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