Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

The Silly Plan of Faizah

The nights Faizah woke up, then turned to look at Juna who seemed to be asleep. He also changed his position to tilt.

"Mas." Call her in a whining tone while shaking the husband's hand. Juna woke up.

"Hm?" He murmured with eyes that were hard to open. Faizah changed his position to tilt.

"Hungry." Whine with spoiled.

Juna's forehead shriveled, then glanced at the wall clock that showed at three in the morning. "See clock, diploma." He complained and closed his eyes again.

"Hiks.but hungry, Mom."

"Why not eat alone? I have an important meeting tomorrow morning." Sahut Juna with his hoarse voice.

"Fear." Faizah put on a sad face.

Juna let out a short sigh, then opened his eyes and changed his position to sit down. "Come, I'll accompany you."

"Pengen made fried rice." Whinek Faizah again.

Juna looked at Faizah annoyed. "Ck, come on." Take it even though it's cobbled. At once Faizah's face sparkled.

"Ikhlas right?"

"Hm." Sahut Juna got up from the bed with a slight stagger. Faizah who saw that smiled and got up.

"For the sake of our son, Mas. Don't sulk." He said as he embraced Juna's arm.

Juna gave a small snort, and they went to the kitchen.

"Wait here." Pinta Juna pulled one of the dining chairs. Faizah nodded obediently and sat there sweetly. Watching the husband who began to choose some cooking ingredients.

"No spikes?" Juna asked, looking towards Faizah.

"So, my mom." Faizah replied with his special smile.

"Em." Juna also returned struggling with his combat tools. Faizah continued to take her husband's straight back seriously.

Duh..it looks good when hugged. Thought in the heart.

Slowly Faizah got up, then stepped closer to Juna. Without warning, she hugged her husband from behind. Spontan Juna was shocked.

"Dad." Reprovedly. Sontak Faizah laughed a little.

"Your abbuses are gemesin, Mas. So want a hug. I'm going to continue cooking, I want to hug you like this." Say it with spoiled. "That's a great deal my husband."

Juna took a deep breath. "You better sit down."

"Wouldn't. Want to hug until you finish cooking." Faizah buried his face on Juna's back. Her husband's scent was so deep.

Juna could only resign and let his wife do as she pleased. Although he was forbidden, Faizah would not listen to him. That is the nature of his wife.

Half an hour later, a plate of fried rice was served at the dinner table. Faizah looked at him with a sparkling gaze. "Aaaa. must be good."

Juna folded his hands on his chest. "Fast eat."

Faizah nodded, and directly devoured it without hesitation. "Aw, hot." The screech.

"Ck, already know hot. Sloppy." Juna patted Faizah's head slowly, then grabbed the spoon in Faizah's hand. Initiate to feed the wife. Even Juna blew first before feeding the wife.

Faizah who was treated like that also smiled happily. "What a hell is my husband."

Juna looked at Faizah sharply. "Stop making weird behavior, eat fast."

Faizah pouted, then accepted the first bribe from Juna. "Not really happy?" He murmured with his mouth still filled with rice.

"Don't say much when you eat." Tegur Juna who also feeds himself because he is curious about the taste. It looks pretty good too.

Faizah who saw that smiled. "Hungry too?"

"No, just wondering how it feels." Reply Juna grabbed the glass and filled it with water. Then drink it to the toilet.

"Nake the fried rice, I like it." Faizah opened his mouth again. Juna fed him again with patience. He saw Faizah who was chewing. The woman's puffed-up cheeks looked adorable as it continued to sway. It was very desirable that he tasted the chewy meat was his golden horn.

Feeling noticed, Faizah raised her eleven eyebrows. "Do you see that? Is there something strange about my face?"

"Yes, you're a clown." Juna Ejek lied. Spontaneous Faizah also snorted bitterly.

"Beautiful people are like clowns." Faizah closed her lips in annoyance.

Juna smiled faintly. "Your cheeks are getting rounder, mostly eating." Gemesin. Imbuh Juna in the heart.

"Ck, don't mistake me dong. Here, wrong your son." Faizah stroked her already bloated stomach, as her gestational age entered four months now. "Every day he asks for food. Every now and then cake asks for a house with Papa."

Juna shook his head softly at his wife's silly chatter.

"You don't Mas?" Faizah looked at Juna seriously.

"What?" Juna was no less serious.

"Today I met your mother at the mall. And then he looked at me like he didn't like it. But I don't care, it's none of my business."

Juna was silent as he continued to watch his wife. Waiting for Faizah to continue his chat.

"No problem girls or guys, as long as he's healthy." Sahut Juna fed his wife again.

"But I want a guy, Mas. If later we have another child, keep his daughter a girl. He could be a protector for his brother."

"Hm."

Faizah smiling. "Ah yes, Mammy and Daddy invited us to dinner together. Could it be tonight?" Ask Faizah again.

Juna was silent for a moment. "Not yet."

"Ck, cook no time for the family? Rarely do we eat with them." Faizah.

"I'll try to get home soon."

Hearing that Faizah instantly sparkled. "Thank you, baby. More love."

"If there is a desire." Juna Ledek. Faizah laughed amusedly. "You're so busy, sometimes I'm lonely."

"I was busy before."

"That was then, now I have a wife, even want to have another child. Cook is busy. Where pregnant again his wife, need attention times, Mas. Do not just do your job that is being watched. Your wife needs a caress, too." Oceh Faizah at length.

"Indeed, have I been lacking you all this time? Didn't you ask to be stroked every night?"

Faizah chuckles funny. "You don't understand the parable. But right, Mas. We haven't had a vacation in a long time. This weekend's a yuk walk?"

Juna looked at the clinging Faizah. "Sorry, I can't."

At once Faizah's face frowned. "Definitely another job? Yes, I went for a walk myself."

"Where to go for a walk?" Tanya Juna was serious.

"Where, the important thing is to go for a walk." Answer Faizah ketus.

Juna took a deep breath. "What is our holiday next month?"

"The next month is long." Ketus Faizah again.

Juna was silent for a moment. He knew his wife's current feelings, since they were married, Juna had never brought Faizah quality time like any other couple. But his job he really can't leave. What's more, the company is currently busy. Juna had to accompany Zain to various places and regions. There is little time for the wife.

"You have a day for me, Mom. Another kayak want, the streets are cemented Mr. husband. This is not so, every weekend I walk alone continues. Kayak singles." Faizah put on a sad face.

Juna smiled a little. "Well, Sunday we go for a walk."

"Really?" Screeched Faizah with a sparkling look.

Juna nodded as well.

"Aaaa..pleasure." Faizah clapped her happy handcuffs. "Will we go to the beach? It hasn't been long."

"Yes." Yeah." Juna Sahut. "Come out, we'll go to sleep."

"Hihi... still sleepy huh? Sorry to interrupt your break, Mom. Abis baby's asking her to eat at this hour."

"No problem, just don't ask for anything weird." Answer Juna.

Faizah smiling. "Mas, I already have a plan for our children later."

Juna looked at his wife curiously.

"So gini. I have a plan that one of our children should be betrothed to the Queen's son."

Juna was surprised to hear that. "I don't agree." Rigorously. "Let the children have the freedom to choose a partner."

"Ck, anyway I will keep their soul mate. Queen agreed to it."

"What?" Shocked Juna again.

Faizah nodded. "That's why I want our boy."

"There-there's you. Is this the time of siti nurbaya?"

"No problem, are we trying? Our children are superior seeds, if paired with superior seeds of the Michaelson family is more perfect. Aaa.. kayang our grandchildren will be handsome as beautiful all."

"Ngaco you."

"Yes, you're such a big thinker."

"Aren't you the big one? Pake a matchmaking event of an unborn child into the world. If they don't love each other, huh? You want to force it?"

"Yes we made them fall in love, Mas. Before they know we're their match, we make a little drama for their own."

Juna shook his head at his wife's crazy idea. "I think you're sleep deprived."

Faizah laughed a little. "We'll see in the future, I'll make sure this plan works."

"As far as you."

Faizah smiled meaningfully.