Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
242. The Creed of Safira

With a sparkling face, Fajri carried Safira towards his car. Not to forget Ivanna also followed with a smile that was so sweet, to make men who were along the road fascinated to see the beauty of Ivanna which is so rare to see.

"What look-look?" ketus Ivanna when he realized he became the center of attention.

They immediately turned their attention when listening to Ivanna's sniffling voice. While the girl smiled again and followed her brother who had already boarded the car.

"Finally, my sister is pregnant. I'll have a nephew!" ivanna was happy to applaud.

"Yes, deck. But you're the one driving, brother tell me to come out. Sister's nauseous again, deck!" safira said limp.

"Hear that, bang! call Buna!" ivanna.

"Come, baby! don't be like that!" fajri said whining.

"Mas!" said Safira who could not resist his nausea.

"Ihh, Brother! get out there, you'll be sick again!" ivanna pushed Fajri's strapping body.

"All right!" said Fajri out with a feeling of unwillingness.

Ivanna waved her hand at Fajira and requested that her mother get into the car immediately.

"Patient, son!" said Irfan holding back his smile while patting Fajri on the shoulder.

"My wife, dad!" said Fajri pouting.

"Well, we follow from behind!" irfan smiled and got in the car.

"Welcome to the world of conversation!" Irfan increasingly chuckled, when he saw Fajri's increasingly tangled face.

They walked towards the house. Fajri never stopped paying attention to the car that brought his wife and children.

He immediately grabbed a cell phone and contacted Fajira who was with his wife.

"Hello, bang?" fajira frowned.

"Hello, Mommy. Please say the same dede, slowly bring the car!" fajri said in frustration.

"It's slow, bang! only 30 miles an hour!" dengus Fajira was upset.

"But my wife is pregnant, mother! they'll do anything!" fajri.

"Excess you, bang! Tu, your wife is sleeping!" fajira held back his laughter.

"honey, are you okay?" ask Fajri worried.

"That's why we're sleeping too!" fajira was upset.

"Mother, Come!" fajri pleaded.

"Later to be at home!" said Fajira turned off the call.

Fajri grew frustrated until their car entered the gate and stopped in front of the main door. He got out of the car and opened the door for Safira and carried her.

"be careful, bang!" ivanna said badly.

"Yes, baby!" fajri said he started entering the house.

"Engh! hoeek,.. hoeek,...!" Safira woke up and returned nauseous.

Fajri who was worried about massaging the nape of Sapphira, but even on the edge by the pregnant woman.

"Udah spelled, you stink, Mas!" safira was upset.

Ivanna approached Safira to enter the guest room on the first floor. While Fajri can only resignedly look at his wife.

"Yes, now let your wife rest first, get ready to go to the office!" said Fajira giggled angrily at Fajri's behavior.

"Patience, yes! you also had a hard time when Mother was pregnant, Dede!" said Fajira came into the guest room.

"Aji wants to hug Safira, Mother!" said Fajri with teary eyes.

"Later hug him. Let Mommy ask first, pity your wife is always nauseous!" said Fajira smiling.

"All right!" fajri pasrah.

Fajri chose not to enter the office first. He could only stare at Sapphira from the outside, with a burning feeling.

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"Mass?" call Safira who just woke up.

"Yes, baby! You need anything?" said Fajri who hesitated to enter the room.

"What are you doing there?" ask Safira.

"Hmm, aren't you nauseous anymore?" asked Fajri with eyes that started to dew.

"Have you taken a shower?"

"Already, baby!"

"No perfume cake?"

"So, I don't wear perfume!"

"Here!" call Safira while waving her hand.

Fajri's face sparkled with pleasure. He immediately approached Sapphira with a smile.

"You sure?" ask Fajri.

"Yes!"

Fajri was more and more excited to walk towards Safira. Without waiting for long, Fajri immediately hugged his wife tightly. Fajri's tears spilled because he felt so happy, just as he had gotten news when his mother was pregnant.

"Thank you for carrying our child!" fajri said sobbing.

"That's one of my wishes, baby! don't thank me!" said Safira smiling with teary eyes.

Unlike this morning, when Fajri had used the masculine perfume to his body.

"Yes, honey. Do you want something, or do you need something?" yanoya Fajri stared at Safira's pale face with a sparkle.

"Hmm? yeah, do you want to do it?" safira's great-grandson.

"yes, yes, baby! What, what do you want?" ask Fajri excitedly.

"I'm going to the gym. What can I do, Mas?" safira asked as she looked at Fajri expectantly.

"To the gym? What do you want?" asked Fajri.

"I'd like to see you exercise up to the remembrance, what can you do?" great-grandson Safira slowly.

"All right, Princess! Anything for you I'll do!" said Fajri to kiss Safira's forehead gently.

Fajri immediately carried Safira in front and walked towards the gym room on the third floor using the elevator. They left regardless of Ivanna who was sleeping on the bed cute.

"Where, son?" ask Fajira frowning.

"You go to the gym, mama. The kids want to see his dad sport!" fajri chuckled.

"Oh, don't be long! your wife hasn't had lunch!" said Fajira smiling.

"yes, Mother!" say they both.

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"You want me to do something first, baby?" asked Fajri after sitting Sapphira on the chair in the room.

"Can the door be on the lock first?" tanya Safira lirih's.

"Bye, sweetie!" fajri said he was getting excited.

He immediately locked the door tightly while smiling pervertedly. Make sure if no one will interfere with his activities with Safira in the room.

"Heat first, baby!" safira smiled.

"All right!"

Fajri began light movements and stretching muscles in the presence of Sapphira.

Gluey!

Really sexy! I want to be!. inner Sapphira with a blushing face.

"What can you do, your shirt is open, baby?" ask Safira again.

"Can!" Fajri immediately undressed and left only a tight boxer.

He immediately exercise, ranging from running on a treadmill, weightlifting and others. Until 20 minutes passed, Fajri's entire body was moistened by sweat.

"Huft, tired, baby!" said Fajri sitting in front of Safira.

The pregnant woman was stunned to see the athletic body of Fajri who looks macho and masculine. Moreover, the lights in the room made his body shine.

Safira's smile rises. If Fajri is like this, he does not feel nausea at all, very different from this morning.

"Am I handsome?" tanya Fajri chuckled.

"Yes, you are so handsome! especially if you sweat like this! We go to the room, yeah. I'm gonna take a break!" said Safira smiling while rubbing Fajri's face.

"All right, I'll get dressed!" said Fajri moved to put up his clothes.

"Don't!" shouts Safira pouting.

"Why, baby?"

"Pake some pants! you smell like this, I like it! On the lap was his sweat!" Safira.

"All right!" Fajri.

He put his trousers back on and carried Sapphira to their room.

"We're eating, yeah!" fajri smiled.

"You haven't eaten yet?" tanya Safira looked at Fajri fixedly.

"I'm waiting for you to eat!" fajri smiled.

"Sorry!" safira's great-grandson felt guilty.

"No papa, honey. I don't want you to suffer yourself because of nausea and difficulty eating!" said Fajri glazed over.

He sat on the bed, holding Sapphira. Staring at that pale face yet still looking beautiful with her sweet smile.

"First, when Mother was pregnant Dede, the Ngidam Father. It must be a strange request from Dad, and at that time Mother ate a lot, whatever she ate. Want to be healthy or not stay devoured the same, Mother. Now that you're pregnant and you have to have cravings like this, how can I eat well, while a single mouthful of rice is hard for you to eat!" fajri said with tears streaming down the corner of his eye.

"Don't do that! You should eat too, baby! If I'm all right, how? while you are also lacking in intake!" said Safira who also cried.

"Sir papa. As long as you eat well, your nutritional intake and the children are met, that's all!" Fajri chuckled between his tears.

"Hiks, we're eating ya! but here you go!" said Safira lirih while holding back her cries.

"Yes already! can I take a shower?" ask Fajri.

"Later I still want to be hugged!" said Safira again hugged Fajri tightly while inhaling the scent of Fajri's body that was so soothing.

Fajri immediately contacted Mommy and asked for help choosing foods that can be eaten by Safira and his future grandchildren.

After the food came, Fajri painstakingly fed Sapphira until the food was toilet without remaining.

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TO BE CONTINUE

Why Safira makes hot cold Yes 😂