The Son of CEO Arogan
Chapter 23 Feeling Wholeheartedly

"Ameera. I don't know what it's like to have good friends."

Ameera, who was pretending to sleep, opened her eyes, her finger rubbing against the trail of tears.

"Why can? They have a lot of money. No need to be tired nyari, friends will come like ants shrouding sugar."

"I'm sugar? Then, you're an ant?" Finn's lips were attracted to a smile, trying to joke but crisp.

Ameera back strong, lazy to serve.

"Oh, how many months has our son been?" Finn was excited to ask this. He leaned up to look at Ameera's face.

"Read the book in the drawer there."

"Oh, okay. I'll read it." Ameera shook her shoulders, for the answer was near the ear.

"Mas move there. Why here instead of the office."

"Bos free. I'll take a day off, take a look at our baby."

"Well?!"

"Dude!!" Out of shock Ameera reflexes elbowed her chest.

"Mas don't fuck around!"

Finn was still grimacing his chest frown. "What sort? Ughhhh! Just wipe your stomach until it's nudged." He returned back to his back.

The mood was quiet again. Ameera still turned her back, not going to believe Finn's 'look at the baby' language was interpreted as rubbing the stomach, he was not stupid.

"Allow once just wipe my son." Finn hasn't given up. "I've seen it on Google, baby in the stomach is quite funny. He can turn around." He turned his head to face Ameera. "Is our baby the same?"

Sighing a long breath Ameera slowly woke up, fixing the position of the pillow so that she was half seated. If flat-span sometimes tight stomach.

He and Finn looked at each other for a moment, before allowing the baby's father to rub his stomach.

Finn smiled stiffly, lowering his head to see his stomach stretch like a big balloon.

He began to put his palms slowly, and was somewhat surprised to feel that Ameera's stomach skin was very tight.

"You in pain?" he asked with a slightly tense face. Ameera.

"I-this must be crowded." Finn could imagine his stomach bulging like this, it must be really bad.

"Pregnant people are, Mom. Already?"

"Yet. A moment." Finn gathers focus, he wants to concentrate on imagining the baby's face inside.

"Baby, it's papa." said the word with a slightly convulsive tongue, but there was a sense of warmth radiating to fill Finn's chest cavity. "Baby again what? Salto?"

Sighing, Ameera held back in anxiety. Really not a sweet father-to-be. So stiff.

Ameera's stomach rippled, then enlarged on the right, there was a small bulge just below Finn's palm.

"Oh, why? What'sthis?" Finn's neat white teeth until he looks so amazed. The baby inside seems to be more active when spoken to by the father.

"That might be his elbow or his leg, Mas."

Finn hasn't stopped gaping. Wow, only now does he feel this amazed.

He continued to rub until the protruding part was gone and Ameera's stomach was again rounded.

"Attent." Finn was curious to see firsthand the skin of the stomach, not covered in loose clothes Ameera thick.

"What do you want?" Hand arrested.

"You see."

"This is already seen. Don't open it."

"Attent. I want to see it directly."

"Big, agh!" Ameera suddenly woke up to forget the same distended stomach. He became grimacing.

"Where is sick? We're going to the doctor!"

"Huff, huh...!" Ameera manages to breathe repeatedly, as the doctor suggested she do when tired or tense, so as not to have excessive contractions prematurely.

"We're going to the doctor?" Finn held his hand with a tense face.

Geez, this guy really sucks!

"Mas, I need to loosen my breath.. Can't stay away first...?" He was cast out finely.

"If I need to see a doctor I'll take you." Finn is still in place, after getting a new shot he moves away.

Ah, yes, she became aware that she had never been between Ameera and checked pregnant. So Ameera, who do you check with?

Don't-don't the gondrong!

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Why should I bother with this? Because of Ameera?

"Oh!" Finn brushed off the wind. Not likely. He just doesn't want to make a storm.

He is trying to make this relationship better in the last seconds, for the health of the baby Ameera conceived. And for the peace of all.

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"Where are you going? Stay in bed, Ameera." Both of Ameera's shoulders were held when she woke up.

"There's no more work, is there?"

"There was. Take care of you."

"I don't need to be taken care of." Ameera would wake up, but Finn held back, telling her to stay in bed.

O yes, now Ameera is lying in a real mattress, because earlier, after Finn spoke with Vany's doctor, he just knew that the content of Ameera must be carefully guarded.

For the safety of the baby and his mother Finn immediately in action, without permission to transport Ameera's round body from the sofa moved to the mattress. Despite being glared at and pinched, Finn remains pushy.

"What do you want to help?" He tried to hold his hands on both shoulders.

"Related what Mas became strange today," Ameera grumbled. He was going to the bathroom.

"Said Aunt Vany you have to bed rest."

"I want to pee. Time here?" Ameera's upset went up a notch.

"Come on!" Gee whiz... Finn held her back without permission. "Let's just ask the waiter to buy the diapers."

"No need. To wece I can still, Mas."

"Doctor's forbidden!"

"Bad to run! I can walk slowly."

Want Finn to bite the lip of the woman in his arms, who is manyun and refuted. "You need to learn English to understand the meaning of bed rest."

Ameera clenched her lips together when she was sitting in the closet, which Finn had opened his legs.

"Don't you want to watch me?" gaunt insinuation. He was dead, but the man was standing in front of him.

"Ogh! Yep!" Finn is out. "Don't lock. I'm-" Ameera's already turning the key quickly.

*Who's soul got lost into his body*?

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Finn's really not anywhere but in this house and this room. He monitored Ameera while occasionally opening his laptop, receiving calls or replying to messages as Ameera banned him from approaching.

Now he was sitting in a work chair, located in the corner of the room. While the woman was taking a nap.

The knock on the door made him move quickly.

"Excuse me, sir, it's a distraction for Miss and Master."

"Save it on the table." One waiter widened the door, another carried a tray to a table near the sofa, a table other than where the bouquet of flowers Ameera had neglected since.

On the tray there is a mix smoothies of fruit and vegetables, a cup of unsalted tea and a fruit cake topping. Food made by the Cullen family chef, while the menu is arranged by a nutritionist.

After the waiter out Finn put the phone on the table, he approached Ameera who was still sound. It's almost three o'clock, Ameera must be awakened to feed the baby candidate.

The sleeping position tilted to the right with the legs propelled bolsters seems very comfortable for Ameera. His face looks peaceful.

"Ameera. Um, Ameera." Oh, I don't know how many times he's mentioned that name today. The sound in his own ears tickled Finn's stomach.

"Nl...." The slightly swollen white finger was scratching the cheek.

"awake. There's food for you."

Ameera slowly opened her eyes, vaguely finding the face of the fine-mined man, the nose pointed, and the blue eyes.

*Who is it*...? His life has not been perfectly gathered until it has forgotten.

Ameera's innocent waking face is adorable. Clear clean skin framed thick long hair. Is beautiful. He was like a shining angel that had just fallen from the sky in front of Finn.

"Why? It's me...." He immediately kissed the tip of the nose that actually wanted to bite.

Seeing Ameera still dumb-ass Finn didn't keep his face away. Rubbing the hair that turns out to smell he still likes. The reddish lips landed gently on the forehead, held back for a while. He was then stunned as he pulled his face back, Ameera still looked at him with blank eyes and a flat hue.

"Please don't start playing me again...." The sentence is felt right in the heart. Finn's speechless. Also asked in his heart, did he really intend to play Ameera again?

The answer was not a word, he was driven to want to prove the turbulent taste in his chest at this moment.

Wipe the hair, cupping the smooth cheeks, until it comes back closer to the face.

Don't want to be distant. Finn put the two old frames together again. It feels amazing. This is something he misses so much. The taste that was once buried had returned overflowing to the surface. Finn really took a sip, feeling it wholeheartedly.

Seriate....