
"How is it going for him?" zahra asked Nanda and Tofa, who were assigned to escort Zahra everywhere.
Now it's lunch hour Zahra just arrived in front of the company GG com. Today they intend to share the cake with employees, to commemorate the seven months of Zahra's pregnancy.
"Mother, said Bang Abra bertar again he came down, better Mother sit first." Tofa guides Zahra sitting on the sofa of the company lobby.
Funny indeed, all Abra subordinates in ASG security call Abra with the call of Brother or Pak, but they all call Zahra Mother because Zahra does not want to be called Mother.
Looking at Abra coming out of the exclusive elevator, Abra turned her head in all directions looking for Zahra, and quickly stepped her feet wide closer after seeing her woman.
"I told you not to come with Nanda to pick up the cake, you must be tired of being stuck, if it's lunch hour must be jammed, you're tired?." Abra stroked Zahra's arm.
Zahra's head shook his head, "so it's not so jammed, I'm the last pack his hood."
Because Zahra was talking about the veil, Abra noticed the veil Zahra was wearing.
"Why is it?, there's nothing wrong with the hood." Abra walked beside Zahra with his hands showing his possessiveness embracing Zahra's shoulders.
"There" Zahra's whining upset Abra did not pay attention to the veil she was wearing in a mailed manner, "the rectangular veil is rather I'm widened because of the smallness, can not cover my milk. What is my growing milk, susuku keiyatahan ...."
Abra quickly silenced the mulit of Zahra with his arms around his shoulders, making Zahra's voice at the end of the sentence sound nothing but homicidal.
An annoyed Zahra muttered and jerked Abra's hand, he faced Abra staring with a frowning fuming with anger.
"Malu Ara" whispered Abra.
Zahra's lips pursed, "what's shy?" namel Zahra.
"You're not conscious?."
"Aware of what?," asked Zahra in a condescending tone, "is there really my wrong speech?, the veil is indeed small, thuthuchu...."
Abra shut Zahra's mouth again, annoyed that Abra again closed his mouth Zahra held Abra's hand and bit him.
"Aw .. pain dear."
Abra scooped his face, rubbed his face at Zahra and whispered in Zahra's ear softly, "don't you knowingly say milk?" asked Abra and then lined their faces face. "we have a lot of horrified lobby, you sound loud."
Abra's eyes looking at Zahra's reddened face made her smile, Zahra slowly glanced to the side, some of Abra's employees who stood not far from where they stood stared at her with various expressions, some were smiling a little, laughing while closing their mouths, even whispering giggles made Zahra even more embarrassed to step her feet closer to Abra.
Although blocked by his stomach, Zahra pulled the unbuttoned coat of Abra over his face, shaking his head in Abra's chest making Abra laugh at Zahra's behavior.
Abra's hand was round on Zahra's waist, while his other hand was stroking Zahra's head and kissing Zahra's head.
Their interaction also made some female employees who saw them anxious, some even photographed and filmed them.
When else to see Bossy their boss looks so sweet in front of his wife.
"So sweet."
"G ... Sweety Boss."
The nickname that one of his employees said made Abra laugh even more, even making Gea embarrassed.
"Don't laugh ...."
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