Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
220. My dear brother, Buna!

After a long conversation, Fajri invites Safira to go to the boutique and look for some clothes that will be used at the time of application tomorrow. The beautiful girl could only willingly follow this much-wanted master.

"Sister, are you sure you'll propose to me tomorrow?" tanya Safira lirih's.

"haven't you accepted my proposal?" ask Fajri.

"Yes, brother. But this is too soon, what will it be, not to cause bad thoughts of others towards us?" said Safira, bringing out what was making him upset.

"No, baby. If for that matter, you must not be afraid! I've thought about it," said Fajri, who kissed Safira's hand gently.

While the boutique employee can only bite a finger, seeing Fajri's romantic treatment to Safira.

They returned around to look for clothes, Fajri had already conveyed this news to his family and succeeded in making Fajira squeal with excitement. Now the young angel was walking towards the boutique with Ivanna.

"huft, yes already! yuk, we'll look again!" safira pasrah.

They went around, but none of the models of clothes they wanted. Until Fajira came and made a scene at the clothing store.

"Oh, my son-in-law!" fajira said happily and hugged Safira.

"Thank you, honey, you've accepted Mother's ugly son's proposal!" said Fajira chuckled and made Fajri glare.

"yes, Mother. Thank you for supporting Fira!" said Safira glazed.

"Together, boy!"

Fajira let go of her embrace and looked at Safira softly. Slowly he kissed the sweet girl who would become his daughter-in-law in the near future.

"hiks,.." Sapphira's cry broke out, as she felt the warmth and affection poured out from Fajira.

Everyone was surprised to hear the cries of Sapphira, not least Fajri. Luckily the boutique was already leased by him, so there were only them and a few employees who were there.

"Why, baby?" ask Fajri and embrace Safira.

Everyone frowned puzzled at the reaction of Sapphira. Fajri immediately took him to sit down and tried to calm Sapphira down.

"Why, hmm?" fajri asked gently looking at Safira's face.

"No papa" said Safira sobbing.

"Continue, why are you crying?"

"I-I, I-I'm just moved!"

"that's all?"

"ye-yeah!"

Fajri smiled and came back, Sapphira gently. Without them knowing it, Ivanna was already struggling because she felt jealous. Really he is not willing, if Fajri married this fast, it will be ascertained if the time to pay will be reduced significantly.

But how else, he who had brought Sapphira into the house and fight Fajri with the girl.

"Have, Mother thought why earlier. now we better see, the family clothes that Mother has ordered!" said Fajira and made them frown.

"Mother, have you ordered a shirt?" ask Fajri not to believe.

"Already dong!"

"When?"

"Newly, since you guys are close, Mommy has been getting ready. After all, Surely Brother can not wait any longer, to get what he wants. Instead of everything urgent, Mother better prepare from far away!" fajira chuckled.

Fajri and Safira just stared at Fajira with a cengo look. Then why do they go around the boutique to find clothes, while everything is prepared.

They immediately went to a special room to see some clothes that will be used later. Starting from applications, traditional events, weddings and parties, have been prepared by Fajira.

A dress that is so luxurious, combined with batik designed by the great designer of this country. Sapphira was so amazed, seeing the white kebaya so beautiful in view. Decked with diamonds and some other gemstones, making the shirt look sparkling if it meets the light rays of the lamp.

"Mother, i-this is who's kebaya?" tanya Safira lirih's.

"that's, kebaya for you to marry later! this is for applications, this is for blah, blah, blah,." said Fajira explained.

The owner of the boutique could not come, because he had a job outside the city, so the cypress family was only accompanied by the manager and several other employees.

They tried the clothes one by one with their respective admiring gazes. Especially Sapphira who returned to glass when she saw her reflection in the glass that looks so beautiful and classy.

Fajira deliberately separated Fajri from Sapphira, so that he did not see how beautiful the girl was. Let this be a surprise for Fajri later.

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"Mother?" call Ivanna with teary eyes.

"Eh, why baby?" ask Fajira wonder.

Currently they were already at home, and relaxing in front of the television three with Irfan.

"what, you're getting married in the near future?" ask Ivanna lirih.

Fajira understood the feelings of this daughter. Not that he was not aware of the change in the look of Ivanna's face, but how else, surely one day they will get married and make a new family.

"Mother, don't know yet, baby! Dede why cry?" fajira asked gently as she rubbed Ivanna's head

"hiks, man,... I don't love you anymore, same, dede!" ivanna said sobbing.

"uh, how did Dede say that?" Fajira hugged Ivanna.

"Abang, more affectionate brother, Buna. Brother, no dear, dede again!" ivanna blared.

"Who said, de? That brother is very dear to you, Dede. Banget-banget-banget even! Maybe because you just feel in love, so again excited!" said Fajira holding back her smile.

"Hiks, man,... But you're a favoritist, Buna! Brother loves brother more than brother, dede!" ivanna was growing more blaring.

"Later, let Mother say the same brother. Don't cry anymore, yeah! Later beautiful, dede fade!" said Fajira glanced at Irfan while rubbing Ivanna's head.

"De, come hug, Daddy first!" irfan smiled and grabbed Ivanna and hugged her.

"Daughter, I can't be sad. Later I'm angry Brother, let's not choose the same love, Dede!" irfan said smiling anxiously at the behavior of his daughter.

"hiks, but you don't hit me, Dad! pity," said Ivanna sobbing.

"yes. Can I be Jewer's father?"

"can!"

Irfan still stroked Ivanna's head gently, until the girl fell asleep in her deck. Irfan and Fajira could only smile while shaking each other. It must have been very hard for Ivanna, taking off her beloved brother for another woman.

"Mas, aren't you thinking of adding more leaks?" asked Fajira while holding back her smile.

"Do you want to see me having a heart attack all of a sudden, when you see you in such pain again?" ketus Irfan's.

"effy, even ketus! It's funny, if Ivanna has Dede again!" fajira said.

"Remember, soon you're getting married, yes, Om and the same big bang, it's not funny!" irfan also said to be glaring.

"huh, you old man!" tejek Fajira's.

"Darling, we're only 3 years away if we forget!"

"Yes. You are older, Mom! I still look pretty, even if I'm pregnant again I'm still strong!" fajira was proud.

"Who do you want to conceive?" ask Irfan coldly.

"The son of a man who wants to grow crops!" fajira chuckled.

"Am I too old for you?" asked Irfan with a face that began to turn red holding back jealousy.

"hmm, I think so! the proof is you can't make me bunting again, Mas!" Fajira said seriously.

But after that, he laughed until he disturbed Ivanna who was asleep. While Irfan, he just growled annoyed while holding back jealousy. Although he knew that Fajira was working on it, but the pregnant part of someone else's child, he could not resist the turmoil of the taste that was stirring.

He chose to carry Ivanna to his room, and went back down, with a grinning face. Fajira who was staring at Irfan like that became a difficulty to swallow his saliva.

I woke up a young soul, Mas Irfan! deck, please Mother! huaaa. Inner Fajira was afraid

Irfan immediately carried Fajira and led her to the room. It is certain that Irfan will hit him all night, until the morning before.

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TO BE CONTINUE

Aih, parents 😩😩