THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
ExtraParts. Picnic Trades.
Today is the weekend. After a night of different-age couples, Edward and Laura spent the night sharing a sweat together, and this morning they woke up a little late.
The time showed at 9am, when Edward came out of the room, about to get breakfast for the wife who was cleaning herself in the bathroom.
The man wanted to pamper his wife today, to make up for a week back, because he was always busy working.
However, not yet in the dining room, the 35-year-old man's eyebrows frowned, when he found the secretary, Monica was in the living room of his house.
Edward, who was about to go to the dining room, turned his steps to meet Johan Purnomo's wife.
“It's sunday, Monic. Why did you come so early in the morning?” Ask Edward without further ado. He scanned the appearance of the secretary, the woman wearing a casual suit, shirt and pants made of rayon, with matching color, light brown.
“Ah, good morning, Mr. Ed. I have an appointment with miss.” Said the young pregnant woman.
Edward's forehead was again wrinkled. Promise with the wife?
“Where are you guys?” Investigate the man.
“Not anywhere, just a picnic in the backyard of this house.”
Edward nodded at the secretary's answer. “You're serious? When did you make the appointment? Why don't I know?” He hits Monica with a series of questions.
Monica sighed slowly.
“Evennight. Miss sent me a message, she said she was alone. Mr. Ed is always busy, maybe today, you spend time in the workspace again, so miss invited me to a picnic in the backyard.”
Degs..
Edward jerks. Monica's words were like insinuating her. Apparently, the wife is so in need of attention, and a friend.
“Pak? mr Ed?” Monica flicked her hands in front of the boss's face. The man immediately regained his senses from his daydream.
“You wait a minute, I'll call my wife. Have you had breakfast?”
“Tadi already, sir.”
Edward nodded, then returned to his room to call his wife.
“Sayang.” Edward approached, then clasped his wife's body from behind. The woman was looking at herself in front of the mirror.
“Ya, pi?”
“There's Monica under.” A kiss Edward put on his wife's cheek. His burly hands moved rubbing Laura's stomach which began to bulge.
“Mbak Monica is here?” The young lady's eyes looked sparkling. Guilt was breaking Edward's heart.
“Ya.. forgive me, Ra.” Said the man later.
Laura's eyebrows almost fused to hear the husband's words.
“Sorry for what, pi?”
“Sorry because I'm too busy. Sorry I don't have time for you.”
“I have no problem, if papi is busy because it works. Anyway, papi works for me, and our family. I understand that, but if papi is busy with other women, then I will not tolerate it anymore. Papi just choose, me or the woman.”
Edward smiled at the wife. He again kissed the woman's cheek with anxiety.
“Only you. Nothing else.”
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With the help of home assistants, an impromptu picnic designed by Laura was realized in the backyard of his luxury home.
Set on a carpet, Laura and Monica sit cross-legged, and face each other. In the middle of them, there are a variety of fruits that can be used to make rujak. Not to forget, a medium-sized cobek, and spices that are ready to be processed on the concave-shaped stone.
Yes, the theme of the impromptu picnic of pregnant women is to eat fruit.
After preparing the picnic tools and materials, the household assistants, wanted to help the employer make a dish, at least they cut the fruit and buy seasonings, but Laura refused. The woman wants him and Monica to do it herself.
Edward swallowed his hard-earned saliva. This can still be said in the morning, but the two women greedily ate the sour-tasting fruits.
Occasionally the man shuddered, when he saw the wife biting on pieces of young mango, which had been in the chocolate into a pot of spices.
“Ra, not too much. Later you vomit.” As Edward recalled, the man sat not far from the women.
“What would papi try?” Laura reached out with a hand filled with mango pieces. However, Edward's head shook rapidly.
“Bos.” Johan came to the superior.
“Where have you been? Look at their behavior. It's still early morning, don't their teeth ache?”
“I was checking some files that boss sent last night.”
Edward breathed slowly. Last night, after the wife fell asleep, she returned to the study room for a while, to send her work to the assistant.
“Kak Jo?” Laura exclaimed as she waved her hand. And Johan replied to him.
“Come join, we are complete.” And again Edward's wife. However, their husbands did not budge from their places.
“So you don't want to obey my wishes? I rarely ask you. After asking, it is very difficult to obey.” Laura's voice sounded trembling. Monica rubbed the arm of the woman younger than her.
“Jeez, Jo. The drama has begun. If not, he will sulk.” Edward grumbled, the man then got up from his seat. Johan would not follow the boss.
“Who said he didn't want to? We are happy to obey the wishes of pregnant women.” Edward threw his body next to his wife. And Johan next to Monica.
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