Possessive Leader
4 Bonus. Dede baby gemoy otw

An hour or so Rama lay facing Jesi who slept on his side, after a large pregnancy his wife was often sleeping on her side, he said stuffy and heavy if sleeping on her back. Rama smiled as he occasionally stroked Jesi's sleepy face, his hands then turned to justify the blanket that slightly went down exposing the wife's innocent body.

“Rasanya new kemaren we married eh already want to have a baby dede aja.” Rama reviews the smiles remembering the days of how they met.

“Not expecting to be this loving as you are, Jes. You used to have interns like you were like a test of patience without stopping. Basic spoiled child, chatty, selfish, do not want to cower.” Rama became anxious himself and pinched Jesi's cheek until the woman in front of him opened her eyes slowly.

“sick ih...” said softly.

Rama stroked the cheek he had just pinched gently.

“Sorry.. sorry dear. You are waking up. Sorry well.. abis very nervous see you bobo.”

“Kabuhan Karam. Long cheeks I abis pinchedin mulu.” Jesi Protests.

“Then the abis? Add gemoy kayak gini kok.” Rama again pinched Jesi's cheek.

“Eh... Eh.. mami Jas Jus do not pout. Wanna wake? Here papi help.” He continued to help Jesi get up and lean on the head of the bed.

“You have breakfast now? Brother is taking in. But like your pregnant milk is cold, it has already been the case. Want brother to make a new one?”

“No need to Karam, there is aja.” Jesi replied while tying her original hair.

Rama took a tray containing breakfast Jesi then sat on the edge of the bed and gave pregnant milk first.

Jesi received a glass of milk that was already cold and gulped it in part.

“Not sapped?” rama asked after receiving the glass.

“Create ntar, Karam. I want to take a shower first, it feels very cape huh, early in the morning already sports aja.” His grunt while twisting the blanket on his plain body.

“And said the doctor must also be diligent to see so that the birth is smooth.”

“Iya, but Karam was late. Semalem is, uh the next morning. Long race the same rules of taking vitamins I.” Reply Jesi.

“Hm mami Jas Jus likes it well.. so nolak, ngegerutu uh pas playa just don't want to stop. Keep... keep...” Ledek Rama and Jesi only blushed while getting out of bed.

“Udah si do not need to use blankets dear, after all brother have seen everything.” Rama comments when he sees Jesi walking with a thick blanket covering his body.

“Too.” Said Jesi softly before entering the bathroom.

“Ck! Basic Juice Suit!” Rama clucked funny to see his wife who until now is still shy but want it.

While waiting for Jesi who was cleaning up, Rama checked some of the reports sent by Naura. After hearing the bathroom door open he immediately put the tablet down and approached Jesi who was already wearing a casual shirt with a towel wrapped in her long hair rolled over her head.

“Nih eat first the bread. Let brother want your hair.” Rama gave the bread he had smeared with chocolate jam to Jesi. His wife complied and ate little by little his breakfast while occasionally looking at Rama who was drying his hair with a hair dryer from inside the mirror.

“Love you Karam nya me.” Jesi Sayings.

“Love you too, Her favorite Juice Suit sister.” Rama ruffled the hair he was drying.

“Caram... Karam bentar!” Jesi put Rama's hand away and immediately went to the bathroom.

Rama immediately put the hair dryer he was holding and followed Jesi to the bathroom, but the door was locked from the inside.

“Dear you why? Open door!” rama shouted from the outside so panicked.

“You're vomiting again?” guess even though his wife hasn't been vomiting for a long time.

“Say-“ yelling and repeated knocking ended when Jesi opened the door.

“Huh leganya.” Said Jesi who was now sitting on the bed.

“Why? Is anyone sick?”

Jesi shook her head, “cuma want to pee aja.”

“Huh basic! Make me panic. Brother thought you were why.” Jesi just smiled and asked Rama to get her breakfast again.

Rama returns to his work while Jesi lies on his lap. Sometimes the pregnant woman shifted her head to and fro looking for the most comfortable position, sometimes she also tickled Rama's stomach when she felt her husband was too focused on work.

“I want to go to the bathroom again, Karam.”

“Slow down the road, baby. You went back and forth between the bathroom mulu.”

“Neither, want to pee mulu. I don't drink much.” Complain Jesi.

“Caram..” call Jesi shrivelled.

Rama looked and found Jesi leaning against the door while holding her stomach, his wife seemed to endure pain. He hurriedly put down the tablet and walked over to Jesi.

“Why? Is anyone sick?”

Jesi nods, “his stomach hurts.”

“Nmobile.” Answer Jesi.

“Which side hurts?” Rama took hold of Jesi's stomach, he smiled to feel the movement of his son from inside.

“Child papi is very active yah.” Further.

“Eh has not hurt, Karam. I think the dede wants in elus-elus same papi.” Spoiled Jesi.

Long Rama stroked Jesi's large stomach until the ringing of the phone forced him to take the phone lazily.

“Ya, okay. One more hour I nyampe.” Rama said as he ended the call.

“Who's Caram?” ask Jesi.

“Naura. I have to go to the office for a while. It's okay, isn't it? Clients from abroad who are scheduled for tomorrow's meeting ask to be advanced today because tomorrow his son's birthday and must have returned.”

Jesi nodded understandably, she moved from the bed to the closet.

“I'm ready for Karam.”

“Neither need to love. You just sit down. Sister choose yourself.” Rama embraces Jesi and takes her back to bed.

“I anterin until front well, Karam.”

“Iya can come.” Reply Rama.

“Before Karam, I go to the bathroom first.” Soon Jesi returned grimacingly holding her stomach.

“Sick again?”

“Ngak Karam.” answer lies.

“Yuk I anter until front.” Further.

“Truly Karam, I'm okay.” Deuteronomy for seeing the worried look on Rama's face.

“You are come! If there's any phone. Sister just brag, abis nemuin client directly go home again.” Rama and Jesi nodded.

Before leaving Rama leave Jesi to mama and Alya.

“Ma, clip Jesi well. I'll go to the office for a second. His stomach hurt. I'll be back from the office and I'll take it to doctor.”

“Mama definitely take care of Jesi. It's gone.”

After Rama left Jesi did not return to the room, she accompanied her parents-in-law who was cool in watching a flying fish soap opera whose story according to Jesi was not cool at all with a very predictable plot, but I don't know that mothers really like soap operas like that.

“Where are you Jes?” ask Alya.

“Toilet bentar.”

“I temenin yah?”

“No need, Al.” Jesi moved to the nearest toilet in the kitchen.

Realizing that Jesi has not returned from the toilet for a long time, Alya moved and followed her sister-in-law to the back.

“For so long Jes? I'm afraid of you why-why. Especially just seen on TV pregnant women who fell in the bathroom. I want you to go to the toilet not back and forth.” He said as he approached Jesi who was sitting leaning on the dining table while holding her stomach.

“Jes..”.

“Bent, Al. I want to go to the toilet again.” Alya shook her head, from earlier her sister-in-law went back and forth the toilet. Alya so follows Jesi and waits for her in front of the toilet. He immediately pushed Jesi back to his seat.

“I'll take a drink, Jes? You seem to lemes so much.”

“No need, Al.” replied Jesi shrivelled.

“Jes, why you? is anyone sick? say the same to me.” Alya increasingly panicked to see Jesi who grimaced with pain but from now on her sister-in-law just said it was okay continuously.

“His stomach hurts?” guess Alya.

Jesi biting her lower lip withstood the pain that had disappeared from there in turn.

“Nothing, Al. From the last wake up also like gini, ntar also cross again.” But a second later the pain did not go away even more so until finally he cried.

“Mother... Stomach Jesi hurts.”

“Yes Allah how is this?” Alya panicked herself to see Jesi in pain.

“Jes jerk well, I call mama.” Alya rushed to the family room where her mother was watching TV.

“Ma, Mama..ponakan I like to be born.” Alya who usually never screamed finally so repeatedly shouted to call her mother because of panic.