The Crown That Was Forced
Myrp chapter 79

Reza who was on his way to his house when crossing the martabak seller on the roadside somehow he just pulled over his car and immediately came down to the martabak seller.

" Bang, its sweet Martabak two yes Bang!" exclaim Reza who has been standing next to Martabak's brother.

"Well, what do you want to taste?"

" Mmmm the same cheese as corn Bang." Pinta Reza with drool that has dripped.

Tonight he experienced that his name cravings.without cue he just stepped on the brakes of his car while crossing the wagon.after waiting long enough his end two martabak boxes are already in his hands, when he was about to get into his car, he accidentally saw a small child and his pregnant mother walking alone on the side of the road in night conditions like this.

"Dad!" Reza called out to the little adek in addition to his hand movements, his strong night wind made his voice not so clearly audible.

His heart felt pinched to see the little boy carrying a sack containing junk.with tattered clothes, especially his mother was pregnant.

" Yes Om, did Om call me?" ask the little sister who woke Reza from her daydream.

"Yes Dek." replied Reza a little surprised because since he was busy daydreaming.

"What's the matter Om?" the little boy asked politely, while his mother was still busy scavenging for items in the trash.

Reza who noticed the movement of pregnant women was immediately remembered by his wife who was also pregnant at home.grateful they are in the gift of a decent life.luxury house and enough money.

"Have you eaten? That who?" reza asked as he pointed towards the pregnant mother who was still busy rummaging through the smelly garbage can.

From a distance Reza had already smelled a pungent smell from the garbage can.

" How could they not feel disgusted in the slightest, even though there was a lot of dirt that could disturb their smell. I can't imagine how hard the life they live every day, at night conditions like this alone they still have to struggle walking tens of kilometers to scavenge a pile of sustenance to prop up their stomachs."muttered Reza in his heart, without feeling he had shed his tears of compassion seeing the haru scene in front of his eyes.

From her small life is always enough.she has never felt life on the streets.good clothes, lots of toys, want anything she can always be easily without having to work hard.

The little sister who stood beside her opened the wide eyes of her humanity, making her more grateful for all the enjoyment she could get.

"That's my Mom Om."

"Look here with Om, we order food for you" Reza said in a hoarse voice.

Everyone who was there stared in admiration at the figure of this young CEO, even though he was neatly dressed and certainly expensive,but he did not hesitate to hug and hold a small child who looked very dirty.his face alone was not clearly visible due to the dust that covered him.

" It was Reza Wijaya Entrepreneur success.really generous once he, already handsome, rich, kind again.lucky his man who became his companion later." the whisper voice of the people around him.

" In fact, my brother said, he was if in the office very fierce and never smile if in the same greeting his employees.kok different yes if he was out here." the woman behind Reza.

All the netizens were still busy gossiping about the figure they saw today.

"Wrap five more martabaknya Bang!" exciting Reza.

Martabak's brother who heard the word five-tiered was shocked, when Reza had just bought two martabak boxes, he thought what was so delicious, to the point that Reza ordered so many of his merchandise.

After looking in front of Reza who was talking warmly with a small child with a shabby appearance, the brother of the martabak seller understood the intention of Reza's request.

Reza waited long enough while chatting with little sister named Arif and her mother named juminah.all information about their lives he had obtained,finally Reza decided to go home soon before his little wife came back to call herself.

" This is for your living expenses for a few days" Reza said, offering Juminah's mother an envelope with money.

" No need sir." replied the mother with trembling hands.

"It's okay, take it, I'm sincere" Reza said again with a little coercion.

Juminah's mother who received the envelope could not help but cry, since this morning she and her children had not eaten rice because they did not have a penny of money.

" Thank you so much sir, this is so much."

" Thank you, Om!" exclaimed Arif who was also covered in tears.

" Yes Dek, take care of his mother, his diligent school.sorry Om must leave first." said Reza while greeting the mother and child.

After paying her order martabak Reza rushed towards her luxury car and directly plugged her gas towards her house.

Gita who had been waiting for the return of her husband ran quickly to the front door when she heard the sound of a car entering the yard of her house.

" No! Don't run away like that, danger is Non!" exclaimed Bi Imas from the kitchen when he saw the pregnant young Miss running around like a child.

Gita who has missed her handsome husband very much just ignore the warning from BI Imas.

" Yes!" said Gita while hugging her husband's burly body that still smells of sweat but is very fragrant in his nose.

"Darling! Do not run around.Did you forget about your current condition?" ask Reza who has returned her spoiled wife's embrace.

" Yes, yes, I'm sorry... I miss it so much with you."

" But you can't run anymore, you have to remember that, baby!" tell Reza by pinning the naughty nose pointed at his wife.

"Yes..It hurts!" exclaiming Gita stroked her pointed nose.

"Why did you get to her house so long ago? That's what?" ask Gita who realized there was something in her husband's hands.

" When I stopped by to buy martabak, you know why the taste of it wants to eat this sweet martabak."

" So my story is craving again!" seloroh Gita seduces her husband.

"Yes, baby."

Haha...

The husband and wife laughed in a giggle until they no longer realized the presence of their parents.

"Mas, 'Cook eat!I'm hungry." said Gita in her spoiled voice .

" So you stay waiting for Mas" said Reza did not believe the behavior of his wife.

"Hm." replied Gita while nodding her head.

Reza glanced at the luxury watch she was wearing at eight o'clock at night, but her wife was still waiting for her return to eat together, though he does not mind if his wife eats first especially in a pregnant condition like this.

Without cleaning his body and changing his clothes, Reza immediately took his wife to the dining table that was available rice and also his side dishes.

Reza painstakingly feeds Gita until the contents of their second plate run out.

"Darling, would you like to go back, huh?" ask Reza .

" Don't Mas already full, I want to eat martabak too." said Gita who was ready to open the sweet martabak box.

Reza who had also been to the diner martabak rushed to the sink to wash his hands dirty by sambal.

" To dong!" exclaims Rega who just entered the house.

"Stop! Hoick..Yuk.."

Gita runs towards the sink to get out all the food she just ate.

"Rome!"

The sound of someone loudly calling out his name was accompanied by his sharp gaze.

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