Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
119. Debates

"Mass?" fajira said happily as she walked closer to her husband.

But soon after Fajira mamatung when the beautiful eyes caught something different from his son.

Degs...

"Fajri.." - Fajira, closing the buya, was surprised when she saw her son's small legs wrapped in a brick bandage.

Praang!!

The bushel just fell and spilled the contents inside.

"Fajri" cried Fajira, he walked quickly and approached Irfan.

"stooops! stay there, honey!" cry Irfan when he saw Fajira was about to run.

The man walked quickly towards Fajira. While Ray is ready to be on standby near the pregnant woman if something dangerous happens to her later.

"God, kid! why is it like this?" Strangled Fajira with tears flowing to see the state of Fajri.

He was increasingly suffocated to see a bandage attached to Fajri's head. Soon he held the little man in his cradle. Fajira takes Fajri into the house and puts him on the sofa.

"Fajri! honey, this is Mother son, hiks.why Aji can be like this" Fajira's cry became more and more when she found Fajri never woke up.

"Honey, Aji woke up, son. It's mother! Mother's here, baby!" Fajira hugged the small body while rubbing Fajri's head gently.

"engh... It hurts! Aji's head hurts, Aji's legs too" Fajri's cry broke again after finding Fajira nearby.

He hugged the sobbing thick body tightly.

"Mother here, baby.Why can Aji be like this, son? Is there something evilin Aji? here say the same mother" said Fajira still hold Fajri tightly.

"Hiks... Aji fell off the mother's table" The little man sobbed in Fajira's lap.

"Sorry Aji, Mother. Sorry, Aji!" he said guiltily because it made Fajira worry and cry.

"Why is Aji climbing up? Holy hooch! Where does it hurt? tell me the same mother!" said Fajira hugging Fajri tighter.

"Hiks.. Aji's head hurts Mother, Aji's feet too" isak Fajri restrained.

"We're moving into the room, baby" Invite Fajira and Fajri just nod while crying.

Ray immediately holds Fajri while Irfan helps Fajira to climb one by one the stairs to their room.

"Be careful, baby!" irfan said, Fajira just fell silent while looking at her little son who was in pain.

Until they arrive in the room, Ray lays Fajri on the bed and is followed by Fajira. The pregnant mother hugged her child gently, still keeping her son's head from bumping back.

"Ray, you wait outside! Where do you know I need you again later" said Irfan began crawling up the bed.

Fajira was pensive with tears still dripping, but her hands did not stop stroking the small back that was still sobbing. He remembered the feeling that had suddenly approached him a few hours ago.

"Sorry Aji, Mother. Aji has made Mommy cry!" fajri looked at Fajira Lamat.

"Why can Aji be like this? try here the same story Mother!" fajira asked softly while still trying to brush off her tears.

"so, Aji again helped the school guard father to fix the bell, mother. Just as Aji finished fixing it, Aji jumped from the table level, continuing to fall. I don't know why it could be like this. Sorry Aji has made Mother sad, " said Fajri a hiccup while looking at Fajira with regret.

"Mother did teach Aji to always do good to others and help each other, but mother did not like if Aji had to be like this. Mother has often said 'is it the same Aji?" Fajira said softly while stroking Fajri's head.

"Yes Mother. Maafin Aji" the little man tightened his embrace to Fajira but remained cautious about the whereabouts of his sister-to-be.

Irfan's outstretched hand rubbed Fajri's head. Fajira who realized it immediately brushed off her husband's hand and successfully made Irfan glare in disbelief.

"You still have an explanatory debt with me" said Fajira sharply with his sharp eyes.

"happy"

"cheek..." Fajira clucked because he did not want Irfan to speak again.

Fajira tries to put the handsome prince to sleep, he must finish something with his handsome husband.

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There is no more adorable beautiful face, there is only a fierce face that does not accept the decision of her husband.

After Fajri fell asleep, Fajira invited Irfan to the locker room which was quite soundproof, so that if he shouted even just sounding faint and made sure not to wake Fajri.

"Darling, I don't want to tell you about Fajri's condition. But you're pregnant! I'm afraid something's going on with you and our son. Please understand!" irfan is trying to be patient.

"you should have said from the beginning, Mom!. Even lying to me! I'm disappointed in you" said Fajira and walked away.

Bugh...

Fajira hit Irfan's field chest quite hard.

But Irfan is not that easy to release the fajira who wants to move from the dressing room at all.

"Honey. I'm sorry" said Irfan hugging Fajira from behind.

"I hate people who lie, Mom! Are you lying about our son's condition!" Fajira tries to let go of his embrace of irfan

"I'm sorry, honey! Please understand my situation!" lirih irfan made Fajira speechless.

"then do you remember my situation? understand my uneasy feelings? Do you understand it?" Lirih Fajira while opening the plaster that he used to bandage the wound on his finger earlier.

Irfan glared at the incision wound on his wife's smooth hand quite long and slightly made her shudder.

"Darling..."

"you can't lie about this, Mom! because I have a strong premonition towards you!"

"I'm sorry, baby! Sorry me!" Irfan squashed before Fajira with teary eyes.

"Wake up, Mom! Don't make me sin because of your attitude like this"

"Not until you forgive me!"

"hufts... Yes, don't repeat! whatever it is, you have to say whatever it is, baby!" said Fajira softly while helping Irfan to stand up.

"yes, I'm sorry. I will process those who have harmed our dear child!" said irfan looking at Fajira firmly.

"no need. Mas! anyways you heard yourself if Fajri himself jumped off the table"

"but..."

"already, Mom! I don't want to argue anymore!"

"well okay. Are you all right? I called the doctor, right?"

"I'm not papa, Mom. I'm just hungry and sleepy"

"Is the chili still there?"

"Still"

"I asked my aunt to deliver food here huh"

"yes"

It is not difficult for Irfan to conquer the heart of this one pregnant woman. Hugging while apologizing, Fajira will calm down by himself.

He breathed a sigh of relief, because Fajira no longer discussed the events of Fajri earlier. He immediately invited his beautiful wife to get out of there and lie back on the bed.

Fajira fell asleep after getting a gentle swab on her head. Those round eyes slowly closed with emotions that had already begun to subside.

Sleep darling! don't be afraid of anything!.

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TO BE CONTINUE