Possessive Leader
Al, Otw halal yuk!

Since coming out of the meeting room Rama was not stopping to embrace Jesi, he even several times peeked the top of his wife's head, no matter how many eyes looked at them while blushing.

“Caram ih shy circumcised people.” Bisik Jesi with a little tiptoe to reach her husband's ear.

“Tumben shy usually also shy you tuh.”

“Ish!! Overall ah!” her little lips are already pursed.

“I'm craving!” continued.

“Where to try? Brother wants to see. I've long ago the brother's favorite juice suit is not cranky. So I saw you sulking.” He said as he pinched the two cheeks of Jesi. Since becoming pregnant his wife's childish nature began to decrease. Especially seeing him at the board meeting earlier was really not like the usual Jesi.

Before leaving work this morning, Rama thought Jesi would not attend the board meeting let alone to help Dina and forgive Raya because until last night his wife always avoided every invited to discuss the problem.

“Don't pout that ntar our child follow pouting here.” As if it had become a habit, Rama always stroked Jesi's stomach every time he mentioned the word child.

“Kan bumil should be happy.” Reciprocity.

“Who said his baby followed pouting? Does Karam know? So tempe deh.” Jesi Cibir.

“What is so tempe? Know times..” reply Rama.

“Tempe is bosen know mulu.” Timpal Jesi won't lose. Rama just shook his head not knowing the direction of his wife's conversation.

“Serah mami Jas Jus aja deh.” Rama.

“So proud of you today baby. Sister did not expect if you will help Dina even her sister as well.”

“Bener-ener Juice Suit beloved sister.” The compliment.

“It was like that too, Karam. I don't want to forgive them, but after I thought there was nothing in it for me. Poor child Raya if born without a father, pity also mba Dina if you have to lose the legacy of her parents. I have been in the love of happiness that multiplied, cowering the pain that I experienced because of Raya the same Kak Zidan. First God sent Alya when I was down, continued to have a husband like Karam, have parents and super good in-laws, now we also want to have a baby with gemoy.” Obviously Jesi.

“I don't want happiness I'm disturbed just as much as hate to others. I used to ngarep Raya same Kak Zidan suffered because I really want to be the person who clapped the loudest when they reached, because I wanted to be the one who applauded the hardest, but in fact, according to their horror, and my desire turned out to be granted there was not the slightest bit of satisfaction, Karam. Which I have pity on them.”

“And it turns out ngeikhlasin all the same sorry they make me more relieved, happier.” Sneakily.

Rama stroked the top of the head of Jesi full of affection, “Jas Jus Beloved brother already mature well now.” The compliment.

“From the first time I was an adult, Karam. Only the people around me are not aware hehe.” Jesi smiled proudly.

“Iya yes mami Jas Jus is mature. Would like to have a baby dede gemoy.”

“Hm Yes, Karam.”

Before driving forward his car Rama made sure Jesi was sitting comfortably. She even pulled out the pregnant milk from the dashboard of her car and gave it to Jesi.

“Drink!”

Jesi received it with a smile then sucked it up a little, “Makasih, Karam.”

Jesi opened the dashboard in front of him and his favorite snacks and pregnant milk were there, plus a paper bag in the back seat that he could make sure also contained all his needs. Jesi is really grateful, her child has not been born only her husband was super attentive and full alert.

“Tas Alya has been like a doraemon pouch to campus all my needs are brought, eh now super market like moving to car Karam deh.”

“Kan so easy if you need anything, the streets are often jammed so ready brother snack afraid you are hungry. Sister read-read it bumil so little but nyemilnya much.” Rama answered without distracting him from the road.

“Eh but mami Jas Jus eat it still a lot well, except for the malem auto sports deh uo uo.” He said while smiling to remember Jesi who was still crying after vomiting before going to bed.

“Children of papi lessin who vomit pity mami nangis mulu every malem.” He said as he stroked Jesi's stomach.

“Tau nih anak papi demen terribly torture her mom.” Jesi Cibir.

“Eh eh Karam kok turn here anyway? Where are we going?” he asked as soon as Rama ran his car in the opposite direction to their house.

“Ke WO first, mom and mom have been waiting there. We fittings clothes first, said mama afraid there is a need to be adjusted size gitu.”

“Oh yes yes..” Jesi nodded with a smile.

“Why?”

Jesi shook his head, “nothing, Karam. Funny, we have a reception when there is a baby gemoy. I didn't have a reception either. I knew we were married.”

“But only a handful of people know. Other sister business partners also still have a lot of people who do not know. All you know is the headquarters people. And also my business partner, there are still many who do not know. Yesterday was the last time a close father still has a father partner who nawarin his son to become a ghost. Overall!” grute Rama.

“Cie.. papi jealous yah?” ledek Jesi's.

“Ngak!”

“Times anyway?” Jesi sat on her side facing Rama looking at her husband with a happy smile.

“Sitting a real, Juice Suit!” said Rama flat.

“Iya, Pi. Don't be that fierce. Dede baby gemoy her scared nih.” Jesi shifted her sitting position properly.

“Papi if again jealous fierce well, dek?” he continued talking to himself while stroking his stomach, a second later he smiled again looking at Rama.

“Don't Karam often get angry constantly fierce with me because of jealousy well I deket with Karak?” the accusation.

“Yes, right? My name!” continue with a bigger smile.

“Makin deh karam. love you, pi..” said Jesi.

Rama only looked at it while clucking slowly then returned to focus on his steering wheel.

“Ih no answer anyway!” jesi Protest.

“Love you too mami from my son-in-law.” Rama stops his car in front of the famous WO flower city, he takes off his seat belt and dips a tiny lip flash in front of him.

“Now everyone knows that Jesika belongs to Ramadan!”

The two then get out of the car and into the WO Building, seeing both mother and mother Yeni immediately approached them.

Soon Jesi was back in a pink dress that wrapped her body. She looks beautiful even without make up. Dresses with Dress A line models that make it much more graceful. Rama couldn't even blink a few eyes when Jesi came out with the help of one of the employees who tidied the bottom of her dress.

“Nice, Karam?” she held the dress she was wearing.

“Beauty!”

“Ih I asked good if not the answer is beautiful!” gerutu Jesi's.

“Sister wife wear any clothes tetep beautiful. Nice kok.” Praise Rama he is approaching Jesi.

“Part of stomach not too tight, mba. Afraid my son is claustrophobic in there.” Continue to the employees who helped Jesi.

“No, Karam. It's tight, not too tight. Comfortable kok.” Jesi Sayings.

“Udah this time the size is good.” The employee-covered.

Finished with fitting clothes Jesi made wonder again because her husband did not drive the car to the house actually stopped at one of the malls.

“We buy new clothes for you, same shoes and sandals too. Sister see at home mostly high heels. Your stomach will soon be big, the danger of using high heels. Clothes should also choose loose-loose and comfortable.”

“But I'm short dong kalo wear flat footwear.” Jesi Protests.

“Sort of sister hm? Honey is the same with our gemoy baby?”

Jesi nods, “so happy.”

“Eatya nurut. Later you just sit down, let brother choose.”

“Hm.” Answer Jesi.

Rama picked up some maternity clothes and comfortable footwear and took them to Jesi who was sitting on the waiting sofa.

“Choose again who knows what you don't like?”

“I love it, Karam. Karam the best.” choice Jesi looks at her husband's choices one by one, although clothes for pregnant women but this is really her style. Looks elegant and adorable.

“I like, next time I want to buy clothes I want the same Karam aja. Pinter choose.”

Rama smiled and stroked Jesi's head, “maaf well since the new marriage now brother nemenin shopping.”

“In the future brother will spare more time for you as our child.” Further.

That day they spent until the afternoon, walking to and fro to buy a cactus that according to Jesi was exactly like the succulent belonging to Alya that he flush this morning.

“Basic Karak is not a big capital, he could have liedin Alya.” His grunts in the car while holding the succulent he bought.

“What lie?”

“Karam tau cactus that likes to be loved is very fond of Alya right? Which at night is brought to the room continues if the morning in the sun for a while?” Rama just nodded originally, he did not know about the cactus that Jesi was talking about. What he knows his sister lately is indeed happy with a variety of flowers.

“So this morning I was pouring a lot of water, I don't know. I guess all plants should be watered. Eh Alya ngedumel said the cactus can die, rare also he said the Karak can buy in Thailand. Most expensive said.” Obviously Jesi.

“Eh no idea we can only ninety thousand.” Jesi until pissed.

His regret at feeling that his sister-in-law was fooled by Raka grew even more so when he found Raka and Alya sitting on the terrace staring sadly at the most expensive mini cactus. Jesi immediately brought the cactus he bought and approached the two while Rama was busy taking their shopping today.

“Nevent need to do that, here you guys I love a new kid!” Jesi placed her cactus in front of Alya and Raka.

“His most expensive and rare words?” cibir Jesi while folding his hands on his chest.

“It turns out that Karak ninety thousand is already expensive. Bener's cheapskate! Look Karam bought me a lot. Yes Kan Karam?” Rama who did not know what his wife was talking about just nodded and invited Jesi in.

“Truly this Ninety thousand, Wan?”

“Yes, my guy paid.” Rama answered before leaving.

“Yang, Aa don't lie. Seriously my baby we're Aa buy ten million.” Clearly Raka, the prestigious dong time his apology was considered cheap.

“Whatever from Aa I like. The important thing is the intention, not the nominal.” Alya's answer always managed to bewitch her so the more lope lope matchless. Adem.

“Makin lope deh my baby..” said Raka while taking the cactus box that was bought by Jesi.

“Our son now has adek nih. We open well.” Alya just nodded.

“Thesis!!” raka's voice instantly boomed as soon as he saw the ninety thousand cactus equated with his ten million sultan cactus. Much different, only the color is similar and the tips of the leaves are not at all transparent like his.

“Basic aqua glasses! It was wrong that I believed him. I thought you bought an expensive cactus. Turns out..”

“Udah or A, don't shout. Jesi also won't be horrified.” Alya rubs Raka's arm trying to ease the cactus' father's emotions.

Raka held back the back of Alya's hand, staring at the hijab girl whose face instantly frowned red, graceful and edifying. His best friend's sister was always able to calm herself in all conditions.

“Al, otw halal yuk?” he said to Alya who was immediately bowed with a blushed face.

“A Raka, i..”

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Yes A Raka I want I wantuuuuuu😛

ready the envelope you make to the wedding reception of a sinking juice suit. the envelope is two well, aja arak same time ale-ale want to follow halal congregation.

don't forget the thumb tamp, lope is the same comment!!!