My Lovely President From The Mars
TEMPTATIONS

They have been in the Bogor area for quite a long time, promise 2 weeks but kebablasan until 1 month. The hospital did not force Zahra to return as soon as possible, but if he was healthy he could return to work with the record, he said, Zahra will not be placed in the position of nurses who are in direct contact with patients given the early trimester of pregnancy is very risky if re-exposed.

"Aaa..honey, I'm sick rich.treat me dong! Uhukk-uhukk!" The god rolled his body with a blanket, the plan is today they will go home to Jakarta.

"Great drama, my gosh.." Zahra's little laugh ignored her husband's stingray drama, he prefers to reuse the pajamas that last night God undone and throw in any direction until stuck in the berias chair.

"Abang doesn't have to come to the office tomorrow, right? So today I have to go home, I miss momy..." Zahra grabbed her towel.

"To the office will not be nyampe all day, at least one until 2 hours'an lah! What if we move here, baby?" ask the gods with their voices.

"Abangggg..I do not work directly, it should still be the same with the hospital, the same obstetrician is also good how.." Zahra replied from behind the bathroom door, and then returned, now comes the sound of water splashing if Zahra starts cleaning.

Maybe at this time the stomach is not so visible, the age of the womb is still the first trimester.

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"When don't you feel like you're home again, when's mom coming here again?" tanya bi Wiwin, one month with Zahra, he was quite sad to also have to part with his employer because usually he and his husband are just alone to take care of this villa.

Zahra replied smiling, "god willing as soon as possible bi.makasih loh already nemenin the same help Zahra here,"

"Be careful mother, may always be given healthy, smooth, safe, no less anything." The villa keeper hugged Zahra. The cool air here accompanies Zahra's healing period, although sometimes the unpleasant taste in the smell and taste is still always felt.

"Healthy neng, if you can not work to be a nurse again! Mamang mah meni was horrified to see the tea virus!" the man patted gently on the back of Zahra's hands and arms.

"Same aunt is fine here yes, healthy-healthy.insyaAllah there will be time to play here again," replied Zahra.

"Bite home to bi-mang!" now the gods who took turns to greet the two guards of the villa.

"Be careful aden..."

The red car of the Gods slowly moved away from the gate of the villa, both of them had to return to the capital that had been waiting for. Their return was awaited by the family at home.

"You want to sleep, just sleep, baby." said God rubbed Zahra's stomach, now there is not only me and you, but me, you and our baby...

A moment later Zahra completely closed his eyes, Sadewa looked at him for a long time there was a heart so heavy at the moment, but he could not help but respect his wife's decision.

And the most excited person must be momy Ica and Umi Salwa, umi until martial-belain come to the house momy Ica just to see the condition of Zahra, and, he had not seen his youngest daughter for a long time.

"Can you ask for a leave of absence?"

"Udah, come out!"

"Same cacias in the stomach?"

For a principled person like Zahra it is very unlikely to follow the will of the umi who always ask him out of his job. His profession is not just a hobby, or a job, but there is a sense of dedication, principle and loyalty Zahra.

Zahra sat on the arm of the chair that God was sitting on, making the God reflex wrap his arm around Zahra's waist and carry her into the lap.

"Tomorrow to go to the office? I'm anther for lunch, huh?!" he said he asked, God stopped his activity reading the file and looked at his wife, "don't do it, afraid you're tired. The other side outside was not safe." God replied, but his mummy scowled, he was bored and wanted to move.

Aware of Zahra's disappointed response, the god finally withered, "but just a moment, delivered the same driver ya..."

Zahra nodded quickly, "okay!"

Maybe this will be his daily life if retired from the hospital, just use a home dress continue to cook with momy for God and take care of the house.

"Do it, let's have Momy. Later you'll be tired." said momy forbid Zahra to help.

"No matter what, I'm just pregnant no longer have a stroke."

Momy Ica kept quiet and weighed her old true words, and then both laughed, "yes sii tau, but now momy aga risked seeing you working hard, afraid of the why...momy's first granddaughter, Ra!" how excited Ica, funny when she always felt young, but it turns out soon already want to have a grandchild.

"The mask is double, abis anterin food directly shower yes son, don't be long outside."

"Sir Dadan! Later wait until you get out," Ica said to the driver.

"Ready ma'am!"

Zahra was ready with a neat casual dress and gourmet, paper bag containing lunch for God, himself, Ganesha and daddy ready. Time is only for God doang!

"Bad momy, assalamu'alaikum!" Zahra got into the car and drove to the office.

"Wa'alaikumsalam,"

There is no significant difference, only the streets are a little quieter than usual because of the restrictions on activity, seen from the rarity of street vendors, the market has limited operating hours and many shops are still closed. Really impact on the economic life of the country.

"So quiet, sir," Zahra added, opening her voice.

"Yes neng, if this is mah already aga rame neng..cobak which is yesterday and waduhhh feels not Jakarta! Sepiiii..ibu Ica just his business so via online, most in his office there are only a few employees that change the entry," confided the father.

Thinking about the number of profit and loss figures makes his brain mumet, until they are not aware they have arrived at one of the skyscrapers of the city of Jakarta, the main office of JILO corp.

Sepi, the incoming employee can be counted with the fingers. Even the steps of his flatshoes' shoes can be heard by him himself.

Ma'am Maya the receptionist smiled kindly already know him, indeed not many who know Zahra here, only a few employees because Zahra who rarely come to the office, indeed rarely come to the office, when married was only a limited invitation, the rest only received hampers without knowing which president's wife, "mother, want to see Mr. Sadewa?" ask Maya.

"Hay, May, how's he doing?" Zahra paused in front of the reception desk.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, what mother now? Maya Denger's mom got the virus?" ask her back.

"Alhamdulillah has healed mbak May, husband, in-laws same I have mbak?" ask Zahra.

"There is ma'am, but the rich are still meeting with clients.said sir Dewa mother can wait the same bang Miki in the room of Mr. Dewa,"

"Oh okay, thank you!" Zahra slightly walked quickly to the elevator, apparently in the elevator there were 2 employees down, and,

"*Yes, hopefully this time the project is a goal again! Gini time must gercep take the project so that the business is still on the road, prosperous employees*..."

Zahra shook her head, if anyone says being CEO and president is easy and delicious, then he will feed level 100 one tear and default into his mouth in one hole! They do not know how the struggle in-laws, husbands, brothers-in-law, and relatives to make the business work.

Zahra got into the elevator, until in the middle of it had stopped because there were employees who wanted to enter as well.

Zahra shifted a bit inward so that the 3 employees were now in front of her.

"Definitely the goal, this time the client that I heard the most beautiful former Mr. Sadewa.eh do not know is still demen-demenan," he was anxious.

"So there must still be a heart, usually if the former are enemies, well this is ex-samperin, it means there is something. Who the hell can refuse the charm of the Lord, former only back again..."

"Ah time?! The one who had come had 2 handsome assistants? What do we think is the artist?!"

"Yes, you wrongly thought he was an artist!" they laughed, but it wasn't funny in Zahra's eyes, his eyebrows swooping and frowning listening to the chatter of the three.

"I'm sorry, but didn't God get married?" Zahra extended her neck and made them look back.

"Who's mom?!" point to one of them.

"Oh, I'm a finance division boy," Zahra replied without being nervous.

"Oh, we're the planning division. But his wife was never taken to the office or known. Is God ashamed of it?"

"She said the nurse is it in the hospital, ahhh address bang toyib if again era co vid gini mah! Surely the Lord Nyari is free, right? The president or boss of a lot of money is not strange to have a simple!"

The other two nodded, "let alone Mr. Sadewa, he is a famous playboy. His wife is easily dibulin, after all he works in the hospital.certainly very busy now,"

Zahra clenched her hands tightly. Is that the image of a CEO or president?

"Oh," Zahra was chivalrous even though her heart was hot.

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