Possessive Leader
PMS

"Jas Juice wake up, let's have breakfast!" Rama cupped both cheeks of Jesi but his wife was not struggling still sound in the dream.

After the dawn prayer, Jesi chose to sleep again because of unstoppable sleepiness. How not, last night he just slept around two o'clock due to the one again baby mode which turned out to be as expected is not enough just once.

cup... cup.

"Wake up! It's seven hours Jas Jus. Mama had come here to eat breakfast together." said Rama while fussing on both cheeks Jesi.

Hoam...

Jesi covered her mouth with her palm.

"What time? I'm still sleepy, Karam"

"Hour seven. Let's get up, wash our faces and keep breakfast." Rama pulls Jesi to wake up. His wife with her eyes still half closed was forced to sit up and even collapsed on the shoulder of Rama.

"I'm still sleepy. Five minutes to go, Karam." Said Jesi lirih.

"Wash your face first ntar also drowsiness. Later you can sleep again if the trip home, like leaving yesterday you will also sleep continuously."

"It's because of it, Karam! I'm getting less sleep!" His grunts then left Rama for the bathroom.

"Tomorrow to play on the schedule. Not about the caram tuh pol gas continues. Look at my eyes so there's a circumference of the item, a lack of sleep." After coming out of the room Jesi still continues to grumble at Rama who looked at him from behind, the handsome man looks patient as usual, the handsome man looks patient, listen to the babble of the wife who is like a mandatory song Indonesia Raya which is always sung during the flag ceremony.

"Make it look at doang!" Cibir Jesi while looking at the annoyed reflection of Rama in the mirror. He continued to comb his long hair while grumbling.

"Yes play it once a day tomorrow. Malem doang before bobo yah." Rama.

"A day once but once again her baby over and over."

"It's even diem!"

Rama got up from his seat and hugged Jesi from behind, "how do you want? If you answer your words, there is no brother."

"Oh so Karam doesn't like me talking about that?" Upset Jesi, don't know why this morning it feels like he wants to keep arguing.

"Okay fix from now on I'm diem!" Its effects.

"Not that, Jus Suit!" Rama took over the comb from Jesi's hand and started combing the long black hair.

"You babble every day as well as brother dreadin, have already defeated the radio broadcaster deh his bribes non-stop you tuh. So gemes... Parrots lose to you if you're not babbling." Rama then held back his laughter.

"Oh so all this time Karam nyamain I same parrot that? Superfluity. Wicked!" The tiny lips of Jesi instantly pursed a frown. His eyes still continued to stare in annoyance at Rama from the mirror before him. He even clearly snorted in annoyance as his eyes unintentionally met with Rama.

"Don't pout that, brother even so want to kiss that lip if in manyun-manyunin." Ledek Rama's.

"Udah pouted, ntar cepet wrinkled loh." The impression again while pinching the squeeze of Jesi's cheek.

"You are sebel!" Ketus Jesi's.

"Maybe the wife be equated with animals. Anyway I'm licking!" Jesi left Rama who was still silent while holding the comb just like that. He even closed the door hard and rough.

Rama who is still sculpting only head bobbles and exhales slowly, inexhaustible with the attitude of Jesi this morning. A little bit cranky, but usually his wife will only continue to reply to his words without stopping instead of even indecisive anger like this.

Rama soon catches up with Jesi, both of whom have breakfast in silence. Jesi completely ignored him, as much as she talked her answer was very economical.

"Want to drink water, water infusion or tea? Let's take it all together." Tawar Rama's.

"Hm."

"Hm what?" Rama was confused.

"Infus water lemon is it?" Guess later. Rama begins to memorize Jesi would want warm vanilla milk, but currently there is no.

"Hm"

"You don't want to take no haggling, I can do it myself!" Jesi left her chair and approached the drinks at the front desk.

"Jeez.. This morning the Jas Jus terribly. Ngeselin!" Mumbled Rama.

"Feelings earlier abis dawn prayer is still fine, why is this boy now a very serious tension dah. You are angry, my goodness!" His mind while continuing to look at Jesi who was taking a drink.

Until noon arrived and they say goodbye to return to Bandung, Jesi still continued to be angry indistinctly, everything Rama does is always wrong in his eyes until Rama chooses silence and again remains wrong as well.

"So now Karam's mediemin me?" Jesi said as soon as they checked out of the hotel.

"No."

"But it's diem mulu. I didn't talk about it."

"Sister diem is wrong, wrong. Why are you really that? By the way! Don't keep getting angry at me."

"Kok Karam did he say it anyway?" Said Jesi, the frown mode is on again.

Today there have been countless times Rama sighed and threw it away slowly to keep his patience with Jesi.

"Sorry brother is wrong." Wrong is not wrong that is important apologize alone rather than complicated thought Rama, today his favorite juice coat is really no fresh at all, Asem abis!

"Lake in." Rama opened the car door and shut it as soon as Jesi got in.

Not long ago, Rama's car pulled him over.

"Why you?" Rama asked when he saw Jesi holding her stomach, she was seen enduring the pain. Sweat began to pour over the forehead covered with flat bangs.

"A stomachache?" In response, no answer was spoken, Jesi just nodded and grimaced with pain.

"Rest area in front of us rest first." Rama said after stroking Jesi's head and returning to spur his car.

"I'll go to the toilet first." Just opening the door and moving from his seat Rama had already pulled his hand.

"Wait for the Juice Suit! Your skirt has a red stain." Rama.

"My stomach hurt a lot from before." Said Jesi.

"The schedule turned out to be." Jesi looked at the back of her skirt, her monthly guests actually came.

"Huh pantesan all day morang maring mulu. This is called PMS time?" Inner Rama.

He suddenly remembered the story of one of his college friends who was forced by his girlfriend to buy pads, shame instead of playing.

"Karam wants to buy sanitary napkins to indoapril, right? I wear it with wings. So buy the kiranti also yah." He said expectantly.

"Well what?" Rama's intention would only be to give him the jacket he used to cover the bloodstained Jesi skirt and then take another shirt for a change but his wife instead told him to buy the strange object.

"Brother of Kiranti, Karam. Cepetan!"

"Yes yes." Had to be forced in yesja rather than crashing again, he never thought would experience this. Could this be a punishment for laughing at a friend who was told to buy a sanitary pad by his girlfriend?

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Don't miss Karam, let's not have wings!!! wkwkwkwkkwk

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