The Boss' Wife
Ch - 113 Fake hair

At the age of my womb today exactly eight months, the stomach that is getting more and more felt began to slow down every movement and activity. But I feel happy, soon we will be the arrival of new members in the space earld group.

Watching television news today, airing traditional markets.

For some reason, seeing a large crab that is jumbo-sized attracts attention?

It feels, if cooked sweet sour crab my tongue will dance in a white cloud up there.

Looking around must be Mas Abyan at the top.

Walking up the elevator.

Ting!

The elevator was open, Mas Abyan was watering the plants.

"Mas.." approached him.

"Why, Ay?" his eyes were still focused on flushing the peaceful lily flowers.

"Mas, will you, we're going to the traditional market?" I'm afraid Mas Abyan won't. Somehow, he was getting more and more days, reducing my activities to get out of the house.

Mas Abyan placed the water-filled container on the table, looking at me.

"What do you want to buy, Ay?" the question is a little flat.

Looking for reasons that Mas Abyan could not refuse. Ah I have an idea. "Mas.." stroking this round-looking belly. "I want to eat a big crab." looked at Mas Abyan with a little melas.

"Mamas asked Bi Ning who was shopping there huh, Ay." wanted her way to the elevator.

"I want to go there, choose myself, Mas."

Abyan stopped coming back to me. "No way, Ay. You walk hard." The reason makes me less precise.

"Mas, not at this gestational age. Hami's mother is advised to always go for a walk and move." obviously I'm right.

Mas Abyan seemed to think. "You want to walk, we go around this complex only, Ay." he explained.

I quickly shook my head. "No way, Mom. I want to go to the traditional market. If you don't want to. I was alone riding the motor there." obviously I who walked wanted to leave Mas Abyan.

My hand was held in his hand. "But, Ay. Mamas don't want you to do anything." Mas Abyan looked worried.

What is Mas Abyan worried about? Nothing happened all this time.

"Mas, this once. You want, our children will continue to reel, said Oma yes, Mas. If what I want is not conveyed, it could be your child is upset." I explained about something that Oma always forbid, that's my move to melt the heart of Mas Abyan.

Mas Abyan again looks silent, come on Mas Abyan do not mind a lot why the hell?

Mas Abyan nodded his head in agreement, even though his face was flat. Not sincere like him. But I am happy, he agreed to make the heart want to jump head over heels if possible.

"But, there is one condition." I asked Mas Abyan.

"Hmmm, terms?" Abyan looked confused.

"Hmmm, Mamas should wear fake hair. The style looks old." obviously I don't want to see Mas Abyan being the attention of the women there. I want to shop, not show off to Mas Abyan's handsome.

Abyan was smiling. "Mas, am I serious?" it was strange to see Mas Abyan smiling.

"This is what the hell does he want, or do you want, Ay?" mas Abyan smiled.

"It's obviously me, Mom. I don't want to, good shopping. You are busy taking pictures with your fans. If that happens. You I live in a place." threatened me.

"Haha... Hahaha.." Mas Abyan's laughter increasingly makes me not understand the way of his mind.

"Yes, honey. Come on." agreed by pulling my plan downstairs.

Looking for hair that matches Mas Abyan. Ah I see curly hair the length of the shoulder limit. "Mas, sit down." I asked who saw Mas Abyan standing at the back.

Mas Abyan sat following my direction. I started decorating Mas Abyan. "Huhahah's... Haha.." we both laughed. I swear by anything, why does Mas Abyan look so beautiful?

"Well, don't cravings this weird why?" he said he still had a laugh.

"Mas, it's so pretty." I was fascinated. Ah I have another idea, rather than decorate Mas Abyan into an old man, mending to be a woman. Blinking to Mas Abyan from the reflection of the glass, hinting that I would decorate Mas Abyan like a woman.

"Why, Ay?" mash Abyan looked confused. I think Mas Abyan will know with the signal given. Turn no code anything, he can guess correctly.

"Yes, you don't know?" my annoyance.

"Yes, don't know, Ay."

Throwing a rough breath, it felt like Mas Abyan was lying. "Mamas wants me to be a beautiful woman" I explained.

"Well, normal mamas" she made me want to laugh.

"I know normal mamas. But I want to see you like a beautiful woman. Come on, will ya?" I begged Mas Abyan.

"Came-on"

"Yes, I have left myself." immediately cut off Mas Abyan's words, so that he could not argue.

"Yes, what do you want, Mamas resigned" he said feeling depressed.

The smile I gave her felt happy. Mas Abyan was forced, still he did. So much love for me, Mom. At first I adorned Mas Abyan's face with a make up as natural as possible.

His lips are pink, I give a little red liptint inward.

My eyelids gave me a slight pick color, his eyebrows do not need anything. God is so beautiful. I was genuinely fascinated.

Mas Abyan smiled as he closed his eyes side by side, the two dimples of his cheeks were clearly visible. "Sir, I dong seduce" he said in a womanly tone.

My curtains caress the stomach. "Amit-amit baby branch." My gel saw it.

"Haha... Haha.." Mas Abyan's laughter clearly seemed amused. "Ay, why? It's not what you want." explained Mas Abyan.

This is what I want, but. "Tamas change now." I asked directly. Let him be this way for a while, to rival me. Than I saw Mas Abyan in the lyrics of another woman.

I started looking for clothes that were suitable for her. But everything's short. Look at Mas Abyan's underpants.

"These clothes." I asked to see my large, blue wardah dress.

Mas Abyan took, directly wearing the clothes I gave him.

After that, my eyes could not blink. Mas, what are you doing, why is this perfect?

"Why, Ay?" Abyan looked confused.

"Why is this so?"

"meaning?" Abyan still doesn't understand.

He held onto Mas Abyan's face. "Mamas why can it be anyway, in anything still perfect?" to be honest.

Mas Abyan held my hand with a smile, without answering.

Jem!

Why is my heart like this? You are not human?

Seriate...