MY LOVELY BOSS
Dad again?

Ridwan sat in front of the IGD room while repeatedly sighing deeply, while Zoya instead paced back and forth around him, panicking. He was worried whether his neighbor would be okay because only this time he saw someone who was going to give birth.

“KinderZoy, sit!” Ridwan stood up and pulled Zoya to sit next to him.

“I'm afraid of Ismi's tea why-why, Mas. It hurt so bad, Loh.” Zoya bit her lower lip in dismay. Want to enter the IGD but the guard doctor only allows one person to accompany the patient.

“Please, it's okay. People who want to mengelahirin emang kayak.” Ridwan replied calmly. Unlike Zoya, since High School she already knows how people who want to give birth, her own brother gave birth to Raizel at a very young age.

“That's yeah, Mas?”

“Hm Yes.” Answer Ridwan. His hand stretched out to take off Zoya's hairband. “So no looking at.” She puts Zoya's long hair forward to cover the girl's neck.

“Emang me why, Mas?”

Ridwan pulls out his phone, opens the front camera and exposes it to Zoya. Instantly Zoya touches her neck full of red patches, “This?”

“Yes for Christ Ridwan! Could-can!”

“Ngot nothing ntar also long-time ilang.”

“But it's a shame to see people, Mas!”

“Means I open my favorite hair, so as not to look at people.” Ridwan stroked Zoya's long hair.

“But it is still! Soothing!”

“Ya already so later replace lo who make it on my neck, let it be fair.” Ledek.

“Mas!” Zoya Protest. Between the annoyance and embarrassment because such a thing was discussed by Ridwan.

“What dear? Don't scream. Do not frown, later if the son of Bang Ahmad was born we continue that earlier." ledeknya.

"Males ah Mas Ridwan. I want to see Ismi Tea first.” Just now that Zoya was about to enter the IGD, Bang Ahmad was out with Teh Ismi. Both are relaxed. Ismi's tea doesn't even look like it hurts anymore.

Zoya was so astonished to see it, “not being a baby, Teh?”

“Not be Neng, but said the doctor is just opening one. We have to wait until the complete opening. Now go to the nursery first, wait for the complete opening.” Bang Ahmad.

Ridwan actually wanted to go home, but what if his wife instead followed them to the dining room there was no other choice, he did the same.

“Go back yuk! This is the birth of tomorrow, beru opening one right? Usually it is still long.” Ridwan.

“No, Mas. We are here aja nemenin Bang Ahmad same Teh Ismi goods later they need help.” Zoya answered remembering that her neighbor had been so kind to her all this time.

“That's Ismi Tea in pain again.” Zoya said when she saw Ismi Tea again shouting. Even Bang Ahmad became the target of the jambukan to be yelled at because of pain.

“I call the doctor well, Bang. I think baby dede already want to come out yah.” Zoya called the doctor.

Not the obstetrician who came, but the nurse who brought the fetal doppler. A device used to detect fetal heartbeat in the womb digitally. When the device is attached to the stomach of Ismi Tea, they can all hear the rapid heartbeat of the baby. The jam, the nurse also checked the progress of Ismi's tea openings. The result is an opening one, not yet added. Zoya who just heard it was confused. She who was originally standing near Teh Ismi turned to the sofa waiting for her husband to sit.

“Dug dug, hard same cepet terribly heartbeat Mas. That's normal, isn't it? I just heard about it.” Whisper Zoya.

“Where do I know. This man is not a doctor. But like normal, Jeli used to be like that.” Answer Ridwan. It's late but Zoya doesn't want to go home. His wife followed him to do whatever Ismi tea did. From sitting on a special balloon to breathing exercises taught by nurses, making him shake his head.

“Coffee.” Tawar Bang Ahmad who came with two cups of black coffee. Luckily, Zoya accompanies his wife until she can rest for a while.

“Still, Bang.”

“Sorry well ngerepotin. Doter said, Ismi estimates the lahiran tomorrow. I was panicking, knowing the first child. I should've waited for him to really mules instead of fake mules. Though already read on the internet but pas see wife pain does not have the heart.”

“Nothing, Bang. Relax, anyways look like Zoya seneng is here.” Answer Ridwan.

That night they barely slept, because at midnight suddenly Teh Ismi felt an unstoppable pain. Like before, Zoya always calls the nurse. Grateful for this time the opening was complete and Teh Ismi was immediately rushed to the Action room. In less than thirty minutes, Zoya could already hear the cries of the baby from the front of the action room.

“Mas, baby is born.” Zoya is really happy, even though only her neighbor's child.

“Congratulations well, Tea. Dedenya very funny similar to Teteh.” Zoya. “Ngak there are similar Bang Ahmad nih, ngeborong face mama all.” Further.

After chatting for a while, Zoya finally agreed to be invited home. Along the way he keeps telling his adorable neighbor's son. Ridwan just smiled. His wife was so funny, but she was there too, but the girl was unceasingly telling stories.

“His hand was Mas, I saw for myself his hand was very small. Her cheeks are so smooth. I want to bite my oath. Gemes.”

“Mas, I'm even here anyway?” zoya asks as Ridwan turns his car into a hotel.

“Gue is not strong, here is.” Answer Ridwan who then got out of the car and first went to the receptionist to book a room.

Zoya followed him while nodding, “sama I am also not strong, Mas. Sleepy.”

“Iya.” Ridwan smiled, embracing his wife to go to the room he had obtained.

Arriving in Zoya's room was amazed by the super luxurious room. All the time he had just slept in a hotel this luxurious. The last time he slept in a hotel with standard facilities, it was also because of a study appeal event from campus when he was fourth semester first. Wanting to praise Ridwan's choice room, but his eyes were not strong, he chose to immediately lay down on the super big bed. Pulling the blanket over her entire body and closing her eyes comfortably. “I slept first, Mas.” he said to Ridwan in a raucous voice, his eyes completely out of condition.

Not sleeping properly Zoya felt her body touched so gently, making her sleep feel even warmer and more comfortable. “It turns out it feels like sleeping in a luxury hotel, expensive beaches.” Inner Zoya.

The longer Zoya feels strange, why her touch feels so real until she finally opens her eyes. “Ma Mas. He said he couldn't stand.”

“Yes, I can't stand it. From yesterday failed to continue, now no one bothers us.” Ridwan began to open one by one Zoya's pajama buttons without taking off his arms.

“Bu can't bear to sleep? I'm sleepy Mas.”

“Lo sleep aja if sleepy baby, let me play hm?” he continued, gently touching the two hills that had lost their glasses.

“But I am emhh...” Zoya is no longer speechless as Ridwan opens the tiny lips with a gentle kiss. Zoya reflex closed her eyes. He did not want to do a kiss, this is the second time after the failure in the afternoon.

The kiss that was originally so soft became more demanding and deeper. The touch on the hill was also uncontrollable. Ridwan no longer touched it gently, he me mi lin with anxiety. Even occasionally remove his kiss and switch men ye sap deep chewy hills that make Zoya puff her da in rhythm with se sa pan that she did.

“Mmm Mas...” can no longer control what he said, Zoya has been de lawful. Both her hands grabbed Ridwan's hair every time her husband gave her a new gelenyar that made her float.

The soft sweeps on the hill are now beginning to be abandoned, Ridwan ends it by giving a kiss of love to both. As if asking for permission, Ridwan kissed Zoya's lips, cheeks, and eyes before taking off all their clothes. There is no longer any shame because without a thread in their bodies, both are dissolved in passion. Zoya's eyes are heavy and want to sleep now even awake and enjoy every touch that is intoxicating.

Ridwan wipes Zoya's wet forehead, the girl gasps under her hut. Stared fixed his wife's face, still beautiful even though her hair is messy and her face full of sweat which actually makes it more sexy in the eyes of Ridwan.

Ridwan took Zoya's right hand and kissed her and then held it tightly beside her head, as well as the girl's left hand, until now they are tied to each other.

“Zoya Vivanti, love you.” Ridwan then kissed his wife's lips gently while uniting their bodies down there.

“Arrh Mas..”

Ridwan doesn't let Zoya's lips come off, he immediately turns her back to make her comfortable. “Sorry, dear.”

Ridwan slowed down the tempo of the rain until Zoya began to enjoy their togetherness again.

"Mmmm..."

"In a moment, dear..” Ridwan wiped Zoya's wet forehead with a kiss.

“Mas, i.. Aaah Emmh...” Ridwan sped up the tempo of the blasphemy until they burst into mutual enjoyment.

Ridwan took out a pulling blanket to cover their bodies. Hugging tightly his wife who was still panting then kissed the entire face of Zoya. “Once again well, Which?”

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