Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
112. Irfan Request
Ray returns home late at night, forced to fulfill Fajira's wish, which forces him to have dinner together. He drove the luxury car at medium speed to the apartment given by Irfan as a bonus 6 years ago.
Slowly the car landed in a special parking lot for him, because this luxurious apartment is owned by Irfan under his supervision. He stepped into the elevator and went up to the top floor where his room was.
Ting...
The elevator opened and he immediately stepped into his room on the left side. There were only two rooms, one of his and one of Irfan's. He pressed the pin so he could open the door.
Tet...
The door opened, he immediately walked towards the room and cleaned himself up first. After 20 minutes Ray came out with a towel around his waist. The man has a stocky body and looks very handsome and charming with a clay body and tan skin.
Walk into the dressing room and wear a white nightgown with two buttons left open.
He stared at the scene outside the building with a pusher. His eyes stared wildly at anything he could see. He remembered the words of Irfan this afternoon.
"it's about time you thought about your future Ray. I really need and rely on you in the company, but that does not mean you devote your entire life to the company. You also have to organize life with your children and wife later, Ray" said Irfan put himself as a friend.
"I have not thought about finding a companion for the life of the master, because I still can not repay the services of the master to me and my family"
"no, Ray! if you want to repay, you will never be able to repay. I sincerely help you, even your devotion is more than enough to repay everything you consider good or merit or whatever" said Irfan reassured Ray, the man was just silent.
"how are you and your dad?" ask Irfan back.
"Mother and father are fine sir. They send greetings to you"
"thank God, give my greetings to them!" Irfan was silent for a moment while sighing.
"I'm happy to find the right woman, Ray. And I'm sure you can feel a big change in my life since the presence of Fajira and Fajri,"
"I also want you to be like that, get happiness in life when you find the right heart patch" Irfan said.
Ray was increasingly silent and as if silent listening to the words of Mr. Arogan who had begun to be tame in Fajira's hands.
"Think about what I said, Ray. If you want to go home, please meet your family after the hospital is completed," said Irfan and moved to his desk
Ray just fell silent to digest the words of Irfan who really wanted him married.
The 30-year-old man only sighed heavily, he still did not think about the future, if his younger brothers in the village still did not finish their school until college level.
But seeing Mr. Irfan who always feels happy, a little I also want to feel it. Having a wife and children, makes their happiness the goal of my life. But maybe I'll get a good woman like Madame Fajira. Surely I would never get anything like that. huft... Bathin Ray sighed heavily.
It seems true also said Mr. Irfan, I have to take a leave of absence after the hospital was completed. But what about the company if Madame Fajira gives birth later. Surely the master would have a hard time taking care of such a large company by himself, not to mention his family. What am I supposed to do?. Bathinnya getting frustrated.
Ray chose to rest because tomorrow he will attend an important meeting with several investors for the project to build a luxury apartment owned by Bayu Hamish.
He lay down on the cold bed and made his arm a pillow.
Lord, if you allow me to marry, give you the best soul mate for a woman who understands my situation and accepts all the advantages and disadvantages that I have.
Slowly the sharp eyes were closed, he fell asleep quickly because he thought too hard to weigh Irfan's request which he thought was very sudden and a little unreasonable for him.
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At Irfan's residence, Fajri still faithfully stroked softly Fajira's stomach while yawning. He was sleepy but still wanted to talk to his sister. Even Fajira had stroked the little man's head hoping that his son could sleep, but the nil round eyes were still awake until Irfan went into the room and found Fajri had not slept too.
"When you haven't slept yet, son?, tomorrow's school right? Here's dad's carrying ya," said Irfan forcing Fajri to get into his carrier.
"babang still want to play the same dede, Dad" lirih Fajri slowly closed while leaning on the shoulder of his father's field because Irfan held the small head so as not to wake up again.
He also gave a gentle swab to the small back, so that Fajri would fall asleep faster in his arms. Sure enough, the little man immediately fell asleep even a smooth snoring was clearly heard in Irfan's ears.
The Hot Daddy immediately laid Fajri on his single bed, because until now the little man did not want to sleep separately with his parents.
He smiled at Fajira who was lying on the bed. Slowly he also crawled up and lay down to face his wife.
"My wife," he called her softly with a smile.
"Yes, my husband,"
"Yet sleeping again"
"yes" Fajira bit her lower lip wanting something.
Irfan understood, but he wanted Fajira to say it clearly, with a blushing face. Truly the man really likes the blushing face of the wife who looks very beautiful and opium to him.
"we're sleeping!" Irfan switched positions by sleeping behind Fajira in order to hug his wife. Fajira glared in annoyance as Irfan again glared at him.
It's always like this, you arrogant husband! there must be a way for you to ask me first. Look at you, I'm working for you tonight. Bathin Fajira is upset.
"Yes, dear" Fajira smiled smirk and closed her eyes slowly. While Irfan glared at Fajira's answer.
"Yes, we're sleeping"
glaques...
Fajira shifted her body to be more attached to Irfan, while rubbing her husband's burly arms.
"honey, are you asleep? Pahaku. May you please for a moment" said Fajira holding back her smile.
"Silver? yes dear" Irfan responded to your wife's words seriously so he sat back down and massaged Fajira's thigh slowly.
glaques...
She was imagined with the evening dress that was being worn by Fajira, must be very minimal and easily she could pull it apart.
"Mas, don't be strong dong! pain" whined Fajira who sounded sexy in Irfan's ear.
He refocused on his massage and gave little to Fajira the stimulation he used to give to his wife.
It's weird why Fajira hasn't been aroused by my touch? did you intentionally prank me, dear?. Bathin Irfan screamed as she felt something pressing down there.
Ah I can't stand it! fuck it all. Darling I'm coming.
Irfan lost, he attacked Fajira first gently and slowly, so that the child in the womb of his wife is fine.
A hot night accompanied those who stared at each other after finishing their game.
"I love you baby. My wife, the mother of my children"
"I love you too, arrogant Lord who has ravaged my very fragile heart"
"I'm sorry, I really don't know if pregnancy is this heavy. I won't ask how many children you'll bear dear. How strong you are, even now I am grateful for having a pair of precious children from the world and his side. Thank you very much" With a beheaded breath Irfan spoke with teary eyes
"Mas, as long as I am able and God gives us permission, I will always carry our child. Just so you always accompany me"
"yes baby. We're sleeping yuk"
"yes sweetheart"
Irfan hugged Fajira and waited for his woman to fall asleep first, then he also closed his eyes with mixed feelings. this time more dominant with a sense of happiness because of getting a very great woman with a clean heart.
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TO BE CONTINUE