Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
118. Fajira's disappointment

At the Dirgantara residence, Fajira was cooking lunch for Irfan. She plans to have lunch at the office with her husband.

There was a melodious singing from the pregnant mother's mouth, accompanied by her distinctive sweet smile. It looks stunning and exudes an aura of beauty that is very extraordinary.

Sreet...

"aaaww.. Oh, it hurts so much" she whispered.

Fajira's finger was accidentally sliced by the knife he was using to slice an onion. With her heart racing, Fajira washed her hands and immediately took the city of p3k and searched for plaster to bandage the wound.

He fell silent, his mind wandering and fixed on two handsome men who were away from him.

"hopefully nothing happened with Mas Irfan and Fajri!" said Fajira trying to neutralize his heartbeat.

He returned to struggling with the ingredients of the kitchen and finished his cooking slowly.

Almost 20 minutes after finishing the cooking, Fajira immediately prepared to go to Irfan's office to have lunch with her husband.

After completion, the pregnant woman immediately stepped towards the parked car while carrying a bag containing a bushel of food.

"we're going to Mas Irfan's office, sir!"

"well 'Him"

The car slowly came out of the gate towards the magnificent luxurious office. Fajira's smile expands because she is so missed by her handsome husband.

Why do I easily fall into your charms, Mas? and with our painful and happy past, I want to feel like I'm drowning you at the bottom of the earth. God seems to say something else. With a quick time, we can love each other. Bathin Fajira still smiles while rubbing her distended stomach.

Fifteen minutes passed, the luxury car slowly stopped in the lobby of Irfan's large and magnificent company. The security guard opened the door for Fajira and bowed respectfully to the woman who belonged to the President.

"welcome, ma'am" said the friendly security guard.

"Thank you, sir" said Fajira with a sweet smile.

He stepped cautiously towards Irfan's room. With a radiant face, Fajira smiled at the employees who greeted her.

I don't know why today she was so excited to meet her husband.

Honey, I'm coming. Bathin Fajira was very impatient.

The employees looked at Fajira with grudging eyes, because the pregnant woman was too excited and even she walked quite quickly because she wanted to meet the future prince immediately.

Ting....

The elevator doors opened, featuring Fajira with an ever-expanding smile. He saw Fitry's secretary struggling with the files on his desk.

"Siang Mba Fitry, Is My Husband around?" Fajira smiled as she took out a box of food for the beautiful secretary.

"eh Mistress. Master and secretary Ray, just left in a hurry. I don't know where they're going, ma'am. Sorry and thank you" Fitri said politely.

Where are you, Mas?. Bathin Fajira

Fajira was silent, he felt disappointed by the reality that did not match his expectations.

"I go in first yes, Mba" said Fajira again stepped up with a feeling of disappointment.

"uh yes, Madam. Thanks for the support!"

"yes, you're welcome"

Fajira walked into the empty room with a tinge of disappointment. He sat on the big sofa there.

huf...

"where are you Mas?" Fajira picks up her phone and calls Irfan.

tuut...

The call was connected to Irfan, but one call just passed without any response.

"Do you have any important meetings? Tumben you didn't tell me about Mas!" slowly the emotions of the pregnant woman began to not care.

Fajira again called Irfan, right on the first ring the man picked him up.

"Hello dear" said Irfan nervously while whispering.

"where are you, Mum? Why whispers like that?" ask Fajira frowning.

"I'm in the bathroom, baby, what's wrong?" Irfan's heart is beating faster.

"I'm in the office, baby. Where are you? why don't you go tell me!" ask Fajira annoyed.

"sorry, baby! I was in a hurry so I couldn't tell you"

"huh even though I've cooked, Mom! I also want to eat while in the same bribe you" said Fajira pouted and could no longer hide his disappointment.

"sorry baby, you eat first! I'm home a little late afternoon"

"wait at home, baby" said Irfan softly.

"But the kangen is now" whined Fajira.

"Darling! later when I get home, you can be spoiled as much, huh?" irfan Semajin's heart rhymed.

"yes, if so I go to Fajri school only. Come home with my little man"

"don't!" shout Irfan.

"you're yelling, honey?" fajira said in shock.

"uh sorry, honey. Just rest at home! let Fajri I pick you up later" said Irfan softly with a trembling voice.

"why? you're okay, aren't you, Mas?"

"Good baby!. Go home this time! don't wander"

"yes. I'll wait at home as soon as possible"

"yes baby. Don't forget to eat"

"yes."

"bye darling. Muezzo"

"muachian..."

tut's...

Fajira again stepped out of Irfan's room with a bent face.

"Mba, I go home first" said Fajira without looking at the sexy secretary.

"eh Yes, lady. Do I need to take it?"

"thank you, but I can do it myself, madam. Let's." Let's."

Fajira walked with a gloomy face, he thought a little about the words of Irfan, while in the elevator.

Mas Irfan said he would come home in the afternoon, and pick Fajri up. Not that my little prince came home before two, while it's 12:15 now. I hope nothing is covered, Mom. Bathin Fajira.

He chose to go home and rest for a while so that his emotions could be stable again, even though his appetite had disappeared along with the disappointment that had plagued his heart.

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"hisk. father, Chief Aji is sick. Aji's feet too. Aji wants mom!" isak Fajri who has not stopped crying since he woke up and underwent x-rays.

"Patience, darling! Soon we will be able to go home and meet Mother, son!" ray wins Fajri.

Irfan was still in the bathroom because Fajira called him.

"Dad! hyx... Aji wants to go home, Dad! Aji wants to go home!" yell fajri

"Sickness.. hiks.. sakiit dad! it hurts!" Isak Fajri increasingly becomes while holding his head.

"stt.. shht... Baby, have patience, boy! soon we go home, we wait for the results of the doctor's examination first yes" said Irfan holding the little man by holding him.

"Hiks... Aji wants Mommy, Daddy! must be worried now. Let's go Daddy's home" said Fajri with eyes slowly closed.

Irfan just fell silent with a heart that felt very sick to hear the groans of Fajri. He simply stroked his son's head gently while holding back his tears.

Sorry, I love! I'm really afraid if you and our future child why later.

Before long the doctor came and told him if Fajri's X-ray results stated that nothing serious happened, whether it was injury or internal injuries, so Fajri was allowed to go home on condition, so that he was allowed to go home on condition, he should check his injury regularly.

Irfan breathed a sigh of relief to hear the condition of his son who did not experience anything serious. But still tucked the fear in his heart, how would he say this to Fajira later.

Looks like I have to call the obstetrician immediately to be able to pay attention to the state of fajira. Do I also have to call an ambulance so that Fajira can be rushed to the hospital quickly?. Bathin Irfan dialogue.

They immediately walked out of the hospital. Ray first takes care of Fajri's administration while Irfan takes the sleeping little man to the car.

They immediately returned home with a feeling of fear that increasingly whack. Until the car landed in the yard of the house, and the thing that is not expected by Irfan is. Fajira also just got there and was about to get out of the car.

"Mass?" fajira said happily as she walked closer to her husband. But soon after Fajira mamatung when his eyes caught something different from his son.

Degs...

"Fajri..."

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TO BE CONTINUE