My Wife Drabia's
66. Act as you please

"Good morning, Boss!" greet Ciko to Drabia who just got out of the car.

"Good morning too, what's up?" tanya Drabia looked at Ciko's face at a glance.

"The security candidate to be the bodyguard of Mrs Boss, is already in the meeting room" Ciko reported.

"Later I will visit them" said Drabia.

"Good Boss Ma'am" Ciko looked down respectfully.

"Not to overdo it, just normal" Drabia cetus saw Ciko's behavior that was so respectful to him.

"Let's go, baby" Ansel, who was beside Drabia, grabbed his wife's hand and entered the company building.

Arriving at Ansel's study, Drabia immediately sat her body on the sofa. While Ansel immediately struggled with his work.

An hour on the couch, Drabia came out of Ansel's room. Go into the meeting room to meet his bodyguard. Six women dressed in security.

"Good morning" said Drabia.

"Morning goal too Mom" retorted to the brave woman's emanation.

"I think you already know what your duties are, when I become my bodyguard later. I don't need to explain that anymore" Drabia said, looking one by one at the six tough women's faces." I just want to say, you don't have to wear uniforms on duty. Wear free clothing, which is important to be neat, clean and polite. Make sure you wear long pants that are flexible. And act not like a guard, so as not to look conspicuous if you are by my side" Drabia said again.

To the eman security woman just silently listened carefully.

"That's it" said Drabia. Because that's all he needs to say." Then good morning."

"Good morning too Mom" replied to the six security women again.

Drabia immediately left the room, stepped into the elevator to go downstairs, picked up his online message that had arrived at the security post.

"Sir, where's my order?" ask Drabia at the security guard.

"I'm Lala Bu" said Security named Lala who turned his body towards Drabia who was standing in front of the security guard post.

"Lala, why is your hair cut short?. You're exactly like a guy" asked Drabia, looking at Lala's hair cut.

"Hot Mom, eat gini, no hassle comb it" Lala smiled wryly.

"You're still normal, right?" ask Drabia suspicious. Because Lala is not married at the age she deserves to be married.

"Normal Dong Ma!" lala replied, her face turned red.

"Good, don't let you be abnormal" said Drabia immediately left the security post, carrying a plastic bag containing packages of food in his message.

Arriving at the top floor of the building, Drabia went straight into Ansel's room, without knocking it first.

"Darling, what is that?" tanya Ansel saw the size of the plastic bag in his wife's tent.

"The snacks" answered Drabia put her luggage on the sofa table, then opened it.

"That much?" Ansel widened his eyesight towards the light blue plastic bag.

"Yes, most of the contents are sweets, to be shared with employees, so they do not drowsiness" replied Drabia.

Ansel immediately moved from his seat, approaching Drabia who was busy opening the duct tape box inside the plastic. Ansel put away Drabia's hand, then held up the plastic bag.

"Oh my goodness, this is heavy!. Are you alone from below?. Is there nothing to ask for help?. You're pregnant again, could be a danger dear if you carry this heavy?" oceh Ansel at length.

"I can still take it, but I have to ask people for help. This is not too heavy. Even though I was pregnant, it was not good to be too strong" said Drabia, according to her husband was too excessive.

Earlier this morning, his wife had run, now even carrying heavy items.

"Yes yes, no need to say, rich mother only" Drabia's lips looked at Ansel from the corner of his eye.

"If it's not omelin, you don't know. You have not changed, are still hard, act as you please" Ansel said again.

Drabia turned her body towards Ansel, stomped her feet and kissed her mother's rich chatty lips.

"Dear, my husband" he said with a smile.

Ansel pulled Drabia's waist up to her body." I don't want you and our son why baby" Ansel replied to Drabia's kiss on his lips.

"We'll be fine as long as you continue to love us" Drabia smiled happily.

"I know that" Ansel twisted Drabia's body, hugging her from behind, rubbing her stomach.

Tok tok!

The knocking of the door managed to release Ansel's embrace from Drabia's body.

"Lake in!" exclaimed Ansel while carrying Drabia sitting on the sofa.

Shortly thereafter, Dafa entered after the door succeeded at dikaya.

"What's wrong?" ansel asked, staring, not liking his traitor friend.

"I was lonely there, you and Ciko were here" Dafa replied, sitting on the sofa in the room.

"Looks like we haven't hung out in a long time. How about we hang out tonight?" ansel placed his body on the sofa opposite Dafa.

"May as well, bring a wife!" dafa agreed.

"I don't have a wife."Ciko came in and interrupted their conversation.

"Makanya's looking for a wife" ledek Drabia.

"Not yet" replied Ciko. He was also tired of looking, but had not met the right one in the heart.

"Si Lala" said Drabia.

"Don't say that name in front of me baby" Ansel said.

Drabia laughed gigglingly, her husband was very sensitive with the name Lala. Though Lala called Drabia is different from the Lala in Ansel's sense.

"You betrothed me to an obscure woman" Ciko said. Because the Lala that Drabia means is the security guard at the company security post. Brown-skinned girl, her hair is short like a guy. Though the criteria for his ideal wife is a long-haired girl, graceful and soft. Not a strong woman.

"What's less than Lala?. Although she looks like that, but I think she's a good woman. You will either lengthen his hair, or tell him to cover it. I think if the man can take the heart of his wife, his wife must be obedient to the husband" explained Drabia.

"I'm afraid she's a les**woman**."

Pluk !

"Aw sick Mother Boss!" peekik Ciko rubbed his arm that was hit by a cigarette ashtray.

"Don't just talk!" gemas Drabia throws Ciko with a cigarette ashtray.

Ansel, who heard what his wife said, fell silent. Karna managed to slap her heart that once judged people by her looks alone.

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