NOT JUST FRIENDS
THE NEW CHAPTER OF LIFE HAS BEGUN 17

♦REDUCED DUCK MAKE RIBET♦

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“What perfume you wear, Chel? (What perfume do you wear, Chel? ).”

Andrew sniffed at Michelle as he passed her sister as she headed for the dining room.

“The perfume I used to wear is.”

“It doesn't taste good!.”

“Not good how is it?.” Michelle sniffed her own clothes. “This is my favorite perfume Andrew, You never complain before. Even you ever said the smell is good (This is my favorite perfume Andrew, usually never complain I wear this. Even Brother also once said this smells good ).”

“Replace lo Chel, wear another perfume. This perfume makes me nauseous!.”

Andrew told Michelle to go to his room and the girl grumbled in annoyance.

“What the hell is Brother Andrew?. I’m in hurry, okay? (I hunt – hunt okay? ). I have to get to campus!.”

“Let me say!.” Andrew glared at Michelle and the girl was powerless to fight her sister when she glared at him. Finally Michelle stepped into her room while grumbling and changed her clothes and perfume according to the words of Donald Duck.

“D.” Fania came from inside the dining room. Approaching Andrew because it was his voice that if it was thunderous it was easy to hear. “Why the hell?. Morning – morning already angry – angry?.”

“That's Michelle wearing a really nice perfume, makes me nauseous.” Said Andrew who immediately grabbed Fania's waist. “What shampoo do you wear?.” Say it again while sipping in – in the fragrant of Fania's pierced hair. “This perfume or soap?. It smells good to you. So fresh (Fresh once ). Make convenient.”

“Wangi where the hell is my hair?. People didn't shampoo this morning.”

“Serious. You are so sweet, Heart. I liked. So relaxaxing (Very relaxing ).” Andrew said, bringing Fania to the dining room.

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Fania hunt – hastily left for the Company and barged in after Jeff called him and reported that Andrew who arrived – arrived sick.

“Where Andrew Kak Jeff?.” Fania asked when she was in Andrew's study but didn't see her there. Jeff pointed to Andrew's private dugout and Fania immediately half ran into it.

“Pelan – Slowly Jol.” Jeff reminded and Fania raised her thumb.

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“D?.” Fania sat on the side of the bed with a worried face.

Andrew was lying on the bed with a pale face and looked limp.

“Why you?.” Fania touched Andrew's forehead with the back of her hand. But Andrew was too limp to answer it seemed. His forehead was sweating coldly.

“She has vomited – vomited great several times earlier.” Jeff Says.

“Lo have you called the doctor, Brother?.”

“Ga wants me to call a doctor. It wants to be called elo, Jol.”

“D. Go home yuk?.” Take Fania to Andrew. “Soak for help Eve make warm tea.”

“Oke.”

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“This is the tea, Ma’am (This tea Mistress ).”

Hooeeekk... Hooeeekk...

Andrew ran back to the bathroom in his private room and Fania chased after him.

Fania helped massage Andrew's nape as her husband spewed his entrails into the sink, which left only liquid. Makes Fania not have the heart to see it. “D, we go to the doctor huh?.” But Andrew nodded.

“I just want you.” Andrew hugged Fania after cleaning her mouth and Fania helped wipe her with a small towel available.

Inviting Andrew to lie down first before taking her home because it seems that her husband is very weak.

“Eve! Why are you still here?! Your smell makes me want throw up! ( Eve! Why are you still here?! The smell makes me vomit! ).”

“I’m sorry Mister Andrew (I'm sorry Mr Andrew ).” Said Eve. “Excuse me (I'm sorry ).” And the secretary who looked confused was immediately out of the private room of the Boss who seemed to be uring – uring at this time.

Jeff just looked at it. “It looks like Andrew has a pregnancy syndrome like R first, Jol.”

Andrew was back in bed and Fania was back in her seat. “Oh yes?.”

Jeff mangosteen – mangosteen. “Looks like (It looks like so ).”

“Yes already, you lay down for a while D. Later if we've done it home huh?.” Fania turned to Andrew.

“Gue stay yes. Just call me if you guys need anything (Call me if you need anything ).”

Fania nodded.

“Jeff get Eve to change her perfume!.” Andrew seemed upset. “The perfume makes me nauseous! Ask her to change clothes and change her perfume now!.”

“OK Boss!.”

“What perfume do you wear, Heart?.”

“Omnia.”

“Tell Jeff of the perfume you used. Tell Eve to wear with the same fragrance.”

“Omnia Brother. You know, right? BLV.” Fania and Jeff said.

“Lo buy using lo money, if the former lo can not afford it perfume!.” Donald Duck screamed again. Fania only geleng –.

“OK ...” Jeff's lazy.

“If you also can't afford it, later I throw money into your face to buy that perfume! Same with the shop! If you need to buy the Company!.”

“Okeee Boooss!!.” Jeff Sahut. ‘Jeez!! Patient Jeff mother duck male is cravings. Please understand.’ Jeff massaged his chest and hurried away leaving Andrew with his personal nurse. ‘Ribeet .. ribet ..’

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“Have you done D?.”

Andrew, who was indulging by putting his head on Fania's thigh while facing Fania's flat stomach, just nodded while stroking – soft elus of the wife's stomach and occasionally kissed her,

“Sorry yes?.”

“For?.”

“For you like this. I am pregnant even you who crave.”

“R used to be like this too right?. So no problem.”

“One side I can't wait to see you like this. But one side I'm happy.”

“Why?.”

“Because with this I know how much you love me.”

“From the beginning I told you about it. You still like to doubt me. I think my tattoo of your name on my chest supposed to be enough to explain (I think your name tattoo on the chest I should have been enough to explain ).”

“Iya sorry.”

“Ga need to apologize. Just trust me enough.”

Fania nodded. “But you better get rid of your tattoo, D.”

Andrew got up from his position. “I don't want to!.” He said a little tart.

“D...”

“Udah yes I don't want language about that. I hungry. Let's get down to eat.”

“I just reminded D. So that more afdol worship you.”

“Udah yes, you don't be too chatty.” Said Andrew with a sullen face. “Where better to have a tattooed husband who is only one but still willing to carry out the obligation of worship and responsible to his wife and family or have a husband without tattoos but jerk?. Do not worship, remember God too!. Choose where?.”

“Choose you!. Yes let's go down to eat.” Fania chose not to continue her language. And buru – hastily holding Andrew whose face is already pouting it. ‘Lot the virgin child who again get the sensation ama him.’

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“Says you're hungry D?.” Said Fania who saw Andrew only eat a mouthful of food in front of him, and after that just stab – stick a fork in his food. “Are you nauseous with this food?.” Fania asked again and Andrew shook his head.

“I don't taste good with this food.”

“Do you want pudding?.” Fania offers dessert.

“Ya. Let the maid get it. You are not too tired.”

“Just grab the pudding in the kitchen won't make you tired.”

“The promise will always be according to me right?. Forgot same promise yourself?.”

Andrew gave a slightly sharp look at Fania.

“Iya sorry.”

“Theresa, bring me that pudding that Fania said (Theresa, bring the pudding that Fania just said ).” Andrew said to the head of the housekeeper in their mansion. Jeff just shakes – bells so does Dad, Mom and Michelle.

“Why? Don't like it too?.” Ask Fania because Andrew again – again only enter one mouthful and then do not continue to eat the pudding that has been provided. Andrew shakes. “Usually you like this pudding.”

“Yes. But it feels like I want to eat something else.” Answer Andrew. “Any food in this house, Mom?.”

“Theresa what food we have here? (Theresa, what food do we have here? ).” Ask Mom who understands her cravings for Andrew right now.

Theresa mentioned one – one meals available in the mansion.

“Which one do you want?.” Ask Fania. “Or want me to make something?.” Ask again.

“I want sate.” Answer Andrew.

Everyone around the dining table rounded their eyes.

“Ck! Don't be weird – freak Ndrew!. Where is there a satayman in London?.” Jeff Protests. “Ngidam can, crazy don't!.” Added. ‘Crazy if I was told to fly to Indonesia Just to buy satay!.’ Jeff grumbled at heart.

“You can ask our cook to make a barbeque (You can ask the cook to make a barbecue ).” Dad tried to propose.

“No. I want sate, that I’ve ever eat near at Family Cemara’s old house ( Engga. I want satay that I once ate near the old Cemara Family home ).”

“You think the Cemara Family home is only one kilometer from here Andrew?.” Mom said while holding the corner of her lips. ‘More Worse than R.’ Inner Mom.

“Iya sak. Reasonable cravings – reasonable aja why?.” Chirp Michelle.

“Iya D, or tomorrow try to find – ingredients in Indonesia Groceries yes. If I make it tomorrow, how?. Who knows they sell it material – ingredients to make satay. But tomorrow, it's already night. Closed them too.” Fania proposed a solution. Fortunately Andrew agreed.

Supposing Andrew made Fania and their family relieved at this time.

“You know the Owner? (Do you know who the owner is? ).” Andrew asked Fania and Fania shook her head.

“I don't know.”

“Jeff try found out the Owner (Jeff try to find out who the owner is ).” Andrew told Jeff.

“What owner?.”

“Indonesia Groceries that Fania said.” Andrew Sahut. “Contact him and ask him to have his men deliver the need to make satay tonight as well.”

“What?! ( What?! ).” Jeff half screeched. Andrew ignored Jeff's screech.

“Heart, You write down everything that you need to make sate after you finish your dinner (Dear, you write down all the necessities to make satay after you finish your dinner ). Then give it to Jeff.” Andrew said to Fania who put on a face that is difficult to interpret and then glanced at Jeff.

‘Fate of Jeff's Brother.’ Inner Fania giggling. More or less the same with the hearts of Dad, Mom and Michelle.

“Write down how to make that and give it to Theresa so she can give it to our cook so they can make it (Write also how to make it and then give it to Theresa so she does can give it to the cook so they immediately make ).” Andrew again.

“Yes not now also Ndrew times! It's late at night. Ah sick lo!.” Jeff Protests.

“You do as I said (Lo do what I say ). Or I freeze all your assets!.” Threaten the Mother Duck Male who craved it. “I want it satay by tonnage! (I want to eat satay tonight! ).”

‘Yes God son, mr lo why is it so complicated?.’

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