MY LOVELY BOSS
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“Darling, this abis you want to eat what else hm? Tell me dad here.” Ridwan spoke softly in front of Zoya's stomach. He repeatedly kissed his wife's flat stomach, until Zoya had begun to ache because from then on Ridwan did not want to get out of his stomach. From the start of stroking, kissing, stroking until now even invite their prospective children to talk.

“Mas..”.

Hearing Zoya call him Ridwan immediately moved and turned to look at his wife's face with a happy smile. “Iya, darling. What else does our child want? Cold milk want to add more?”

“Nevent want anything, Mas. I'm going to bed, lemes. Mas Ridwan stuck in the stomach continues to weigh tau.”

“Sorry, dear. My sister is very happy. Healthy continues well father's son.” Again Ridwan stroked his wife's stomach. “I made her sleep well.” Further.

Zoya nodded. Stared fixed Ridwan's face that did not lose a single smile. Since knowing will become a father, her husband really looks happy. Until it makes him happy. She who did not want to rush to have a child so did not regret at all having to get pregnant at this time when she saw the happy radiance of her husband, not only her husband but all her family.

“Seneng really well, Mas?”

“Banget, really, really dear. Thanks well..” Ridwan peed Zoya. “Sorry for making you pregnant before you graduate college. But I promise to be the husband and father who always make you happy.”

“Mas Ridwan do not need to apologize, not wrong Mas really. Besides, I can also get pregnant now, can make everyone happy.” Zoya replied before finally falling asleep in her sleep.

After making sure his wife sleeps, Ridwan went to buy some foods that pregnant women might like. While waiting for Zoya, she read many articles on the internet about pregnant women. From starting how to overcome nausea vomiting to various strange cravings that are mostly experienced by pregnant women.

“Oh should take vitamins, nausea medicine also.” Ridwan nodded his head understanding the content of the article. “But this will only ask to doctor.”

“It seems that now mending looking for food that just as easy-asem aja well? Here she says pregnant women like the food that is assem-asem, seger. Zoya must be really cool if you wake up later there are cool-asem, let in not nausea-nausea continue.” Mumbled.

Before leaving Ridwan looks for Mami Jesi to look after his wife. Not finding her Mami anywhere, Ridwan turned to asking for help from their domestic assistant. “Later if Zoya wakes up Aunt tanyain well she wants what. Keep asking me, just say come out for a while.”

“Where are you going out? Zoya don't be left behind. If pregnant young usually want to deket husband continue.” Said Mami Jesi who came with a lot of groceries.

“Mami where the hell is it? I'm cariin too.” Ridwan approached his Mami who immediately gave him a large swipe bag.

“Shopping. Zoya can't eat rice, can she? Every meal of nausea rice continues, so Mami directly shopping for special ingredients for Zoya. He should still be able to intake carbohydrates in addition to rice. Mami shopping a lot, let her try what foods she can receive.” Mami Jesi.

“Oh gitu.” Ridwan nodded in understanding. “Still, Mi. Mami is very considerate of Zoya.”

“Must be, Zoya is Mami's son too. Help bring it to the kitchen. This Abis Mami want to cook directly!”

“Iya, Mi. I also want to go to the super market. Buy some fruit. Just read on the internet she said pregnant women like the cool. So before Zoya asks I will prepare first. Let him not wait.”

“Nevent need to neko-neko, already at home. Each pregnant person cravings differently can not be equated. Later if Zoya asks you new nyari.” Mami Jesi.

The intention is only to buy acidic food to be fresh and relieve nausea, but in fact Ridwan came home with a variety of foods. From sour to sweet fruit, as well as sweet pastries, plus chocolate martabak raisins favorite of his wife, complete with duck rujak various levels.

“Mas Ridwan from where?” ask Zoya. He's better and doesn't look too pale.

“Shop for our child. You're doing well?”

Zoya nodded, “udah, Mas. I'm eating rawon made by Mami. Very tasty, a pack of lime, use salted eggs as well. Steady anyway.” Zoya held out her two thumbs. He was initially scared when his in-laws asked him to eat, remembering that he always threw up all out. But looking at that pitch-black gravy was really appetizing. Plus there was no rice on the dining table, making him able to enjoy his in-laws' cooking comfortably.

“Vomit again no? Tomorrow we go to the doctor so you don't keep vomiting.”

“Ngak, Mom. I didn't vomit, I didn't feel sick either. Like rice deh that makes nausea, I did not eat rice even delicious.” Answer Zoya. “Mas Ridwan should try rawon made by Mami really.” Further.

“Iya later I try, baby.” Answer Ridwan.

“So I've eaten mami's cooking, now eat the food I've bought yah.” Ridwan immediately opened his groceries and arranged them at the table.

“I deliberately prepared this before you ask, so if you do not crave long already ready all.” It was clearly what made the new Mami Jesi come head bobbles to see a lot of food filling the table. Fad he took a duck rojak that looks so good and immediately ate it.

“Mi, make my wife that.” Ridwan.

“Make Mami aja anyways Zoya do not want it, right? Does Zoya want this? Rujak duck.” Mami Jesi thrusts a spoon at Zoya.

“Ngak, Mi. Just make Mami, I don't want to rejak.”

“How do you want what baby? Let's choose!” ask Ridwan.

“I don't want anything, Mas.” replied Zoya.

“Darling come on you cravings dong! Want what cake let me find it.” Ridwan Force.

“But I don't want anything. Just want a cold vanilla milk box, it's also you've bought two showcases right in the kitchen. Even in our room there is one showcase.” Answer Zoya. Waking up earlier he was quite surprised because in his room there was a showcase containing milk boxes of various flavors, not only that in the kitchen there is also. Her husband is indeed very, very excessive, with as much box milk as he can sell, quite.

“I don't want to know! You have to crav in, baby. Let me be busy looking for the food you want. It's okay until I'm dizzy too. Cepetan cravings!”

“Honey, come on cravings!” whining while stroking Zoya's stomach.