Pursuing the Love of Ex-Wife
BonChap 9's

The next morning, assistant Nia and Irlan had come to deliver the files they had to sign. As long as they wfh, papa Niko and papi Tian were to take their place. Although the position was changed to the original owners of the company, still the files must be signed by Nia and Irlan who served as president in their respective parent companies.

Bik Imah also arrived at six this morning. Bik Imah's job is to clean the house and take care of Nia when Irlan has to come out if there is a meeting that can not be represented by an assistant or papi Tian. Unlike Nia, Nia has indeed given full power to papa Niko if there is a meeting that he must attend.

While the business of cooking, Irlan was the one who made food for them.

After breakfast, Irlan and Nia returned to the room, Irlan deliberately moved his study room into the room, so that he could always accompany Nia or rather stick to Nia.

"Sister.." call Nia who just finished signing the files that her assistant brought.

"Yes dear." Irlan replied, but his eyes were still staring at the laptop screen.

"I really want to eat rujak bebeg."

Nia's request managed to get Irlan to turn her gaze towards Nia.

"Rujak bebeg, what the fuck??" I asked Irlan, because she had never heard that name.

"That's loh kak, rujak whose pieces are mashed together with the same roof." Nia said it explained.

"Where do I buy it?"

Nia shook her shoulder, because she actually did not know where to buy it either.

"Try my sister looking at street food. Keep wondering where there are people selling rujak bebeg."

"What's on the side of the road??!" Overprotective mode on.

Nia nodded.

"Sir.!!!! I told you, you can't just eat while pregnant." Either because Irlan lazy to take to the streets to look for rujak bebeg, or indeed this is the form of attention of the Irlan on Nia and their future children.

Nia was singing her lips as she forbade herself from eating roadside food.

"But this is what your son wants." Nia said with a voice that she made as clear as possible while rubbing her stomach.

"People said, if the wife again pregnant cravings not kesampean, then her son became encesan. Brother wants our son to be like that?" Nia said again still with a clear tone.

"But dear Nia...."

"No brother would want to. If you don't want to, you're at home. Brother does not want said mami, if the use of brother at home other than keep me, to meet my cravings." Nia cut off the husband's words.

Hearing his wife whining, Irlan gave in.

"Yes, you can eat. But don't eat too much yah."

Nia nodded in pleasure.

Irlan took his phone which he put on the table to call his assistant.

"Who do you want to call?" Nia asked who saw the unpleasant movements of her husband.

"Call Dimas, tell him to buy some bebeg."

Nia instantly got up from her seat on the sofa and took Irlan's phone from her hand, and turned off the call to Dimas' number.

"Sister told Dimas anyway? Who is the father of my child I bear? Dimas?" Nia asked annoyed. Almost his attempt to work on the husband failed.

"Yes I was. My people who every malem grow seedlings. I'm also the one every malem has built."

"If that's what you should be buying, it's not Dimas."

"But baby, I don't know where to buy it. I don't know how it looks."

"So you can see on the internet how it looks, if where to buy it, then look for it, ask the same hawker seller on the side of the road. Dong sak's business."

"Dear old shit baby if I have to run. I'm still working on this."

"Oooh.so you want more brother's work? Then why did you join wfh? Where are the words of the big brother who said he wanted to give all his time to me and our son?!" Syndicist Nia cynical.

"Mom.no, that's not it, baby. I mean...." Irlan started to wave. Because he spoke wrong.

"That's it.Let me just spend it online. Let my son's face look like an online motorcycle taxi driver who brings orders to crav me." Nia sulked, she took her phone and started looking for rujak bebeg that was sold online.

Hearing Nia's words, Irlan's possessive soul thrashed. He stood up from his seat and walked towards Nia and took her hp.

"Just son I want to look like an online motorcycle taxi driver. I am tired of trying, those who enjoy the results, there is no.!! Let me go buy it.!" Irlan Protest.

"Papa's son really wants to eat rujak bebeg? Patience baby, you go buy first. Hopefully dapet. All right in dalem there. Later abis eat rujak bebeg, papa promise will look at you. Muahs.."

"Ish.what the heck is the crybabber.!" Nia Cibir.

"That's a sign I love you both."

"Udah akh there, then the hunt runs out bebegnya." Nia pushed her husband slowly.

Irlan kissed Nia's lips briefly before she came out of the room.

Seeing her husband was gone, Nia smiled with satisfaction, because in fact she wanted a rujak bebeg was just his wits just to prank the husband. Just a few minutes in the stay of Irlan, Nia's ignorant brain again gives ignorant ideas. He made a video call with his husband.

"Yes dear." Answer Irlan.

"Sister.later if already in the place of the craftsman bebeg his, kakak videin well how his craftsman make rujak. All my brothers ask. I think people make that vlog."

"Akh.no shame." Reject Irlan.

"Come brother, this is the will of the older brother. Want yah?!!" Rayu Nia with a parched face.

Seeing the face of the wife on the screen hp who put a face of compassion, Irlan also relented to obey Nia's will.

"Yes.iya.iya.later I videoin."

Nia smiled happily. Nia ends her video call with Irlan.

Time has shown at eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Almost two hours Irlan went to find Rujak bebeg. Making Nia wait for Irlan to fall asleep.

Chequek. Irlan opened the door to her room. Rujak bebeg he was looking for for an hour more he finally got after wondering from one trader to another.

Irlan walked over to Nia who was asleep on the bed.

"Honey.wake up. Your charm is there." Irlan shook Nia's body slowly.

Nia also blinked her eyes as she felt Irlan's hand shake her body.

"Son't come home. How long is it?" Nia asked while sitting her body.

"It's hard, baby." Answer Irlan honestly. How not difficult, if he searched the elite area.

"But can it be the dish?"

Irlan nodded.

"There's at the dinner table. Will I bring it here or eat at the dinner table?"

"On the dinner table."

Nia lowered her feet to the floor and stepped out of the room followed by Irlan from behind.

Irlan pulled out a chair for Nia to sit on, then took the crackle bag containing Nia's ordered ramjak into the kitchen.

"Bik.please taro in the bowl well." Pinta Irlan on Bik Imah.

Then Irlan put her foot back on the dinner table. He pulled the chair next to Nia.

Before long Bik Imah came carrying a bowl containing the rujak bebeg orders Nia.

"Please eat non." Said bik Imah.

"Makasih bik." Balas Nia.

Nia put the voice in her mouth. While Irlan stared intensely at Nia.

Just three spoons that Nia ate, Nia's ignorant brain returned to action.

He thrust a spoon of water into the front of Irlan's mouth.

"Sister, cobain."

Irlan. From the aroma alone Irlan does not like, you should eat it.

"You're aja. If I come to eat later, you're the same kid we're not satisfied with." Kill Irlan.

"Come dong. Our son really wants to see you eat this too." Looks like Nia has a new style to work on her husband. Poor the grandpa who is in the womb, must be the scapegoat of his mother's ignorance.