Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

My husband, don't be weird!

Faizah continued to pander in front of the door of the house, waiting for Juna who never returned. The sky was almost dark, but her husband had not yet appeared. There was clearly anxiety on his face. He was afraid that Juna's words a few hours ago were not a lie.

"Ck, beware if you're really looking for another girl. I won't be sorry. Just watch out for it." His regret is still faithful pacing indistinctly there. "Where the hell are those people? Make the heart not calm. It can't be connected."

Faizah continued to grumble at his regret. Not long Juna's car entered the yard. At once Faizah approached Juna's car, folding both hands on her chest. Waiting for her husband to come down.

Juna who just got out of the car also looked at the wife in wonder. "What are you doing there?"

"Pake it again. Wait for you, where did you come from? I was worried about knowing."

Juna smiled in anguish. "Worry about what? Afraid I'm looking for a new wife?"

Faizah grunts his head. "Not really looking for a new wife, are you?"

Juna took a deep breath. "Having one wife is complicated, how about adding? I still want to be sane." His leg passed through Faizah.

"Eh! How am I supposed to be left out anyway?" Faizah quickly followed her husband. "Mas, I'm not really looking for a new wife, right?" Ask again.

Juna sat down on the sofa, which Faizah followed. "Do you think I'm looking for a new wife? Wanna?"

"Yes, it's not. It's delicious." Ketus Faizah with manyun lips.

Juna smiled. "I'm from the office, there's a need for that."

Faizah steadied Juna, the next second she immediately hugged Juna. "Don't talk about finding a new wife, I'm afraid you're really looking for a new one. I'm ugly, but I have a heart."

Juna laughed at his wife's statement. "Be aware of yourself too if you are ugly."

Faizah smacked Juna's chest. "So I'm ugly, huh?"

Juna smiled amusedly. "Little."

Faizah clucked in annoyance. "Let's be ugly too, the important thing is that you love me."

"Hm." Juna rubbed his wife's distended stomach. Then the head of Faizah was gently crushed. Faizah who felt treated affectionately also smiled happily.

"You know what, Mom? He said that if the husband often makes the wife happy, the recovery continues smoothly."

Juna smiled a little. "Aren't you happy all this time, huh?"

Faizah looked up, until the sight of the two locked onto each other. "happy. Sometimes you just make me depressed." To be honest.

Juna's eyebrows. "Pressure?"

Faizah nodded. "I like to be depressed just because I think about how you feel. What love is not the same as me? But now you're not saying love."

Juna smiled amusedly. "That's why you're depressed?"

Faizah nodded again. "Abis you said it. While I'm thinking gini, is it possible that you still hope for Queen huh? Or have another girlfriend out there?"

Juna flicked his wife's forehead slowly. "Your head must be washed, so as not to think dirty."

"Ck, it's your fault for so long. I was waiting from yesterday. Today just talked. How am I not depressed try? After all the attention and love I love. You do not love me the same. It makes sprain." Faizah pulled out his flagship style. Nagging at length. However, all of that just looks adorable in Juna's eyes. Looks like the guy's starting to get acute.

Juna smiled faintly. "It's not that easy to forget the past, diploma."

Instantly Faizah's face turned sour. "So you still like Queen?"

"You think?" Juna asked back.

"Ihhh... Why even behind it anyway? I know how you feel, Mom. I can't know people's hearts." Kesal Faizah's.

"Silly girl." Juna pulled Faizah's nose.

"Ihhh... What kind of girl? I'm not a girl anymore, you also take my activities. Forgot yeah? Huh, senile base." Faizah Protest.

"Don't mistake me dong. You are the one who gave up, resigned anyway. Who can stand fine wines." Juna smiled in anguish.

At once Faizah's face was flushed when remembering the events of the past. Given that, he was ashamed of himself. "Ih. sok selling expensive. Not happy too. Oh, my God, don't talk about that. Discuss the others, be ashamed."

"You are the one who is fishing." Juna answered without guilt.

"Ck, don't want to give up on your wife."

Juna smiled as he looked at the beautiful face of the wife.

"Oh yes, my mother." Faizah put both of his hands around Juna's neck. Then smile meaningfully.

"What?" Juna asked suspiciously. He felt that there was an unpleasant aura from his wife.

Ask me what else this time?

"Pengen knows gejrot," his whine is so spoiled.

Juna who heard that heaved a sigh of relief. He thought Faizah would ask for something strange again. Juna was traumatized by that, how not. Faizah once asked Juna joggers drilling, but at that time the night was late and she was very sleepy. Luckily, he was not asked to jog in front of many people. It could drop his self-esteem right then and there if it really happened. Not only that, Faizah also cried in the mall just because it was not bought a toy that he thought was very funny. Juna said it wasn't funny at all. Since then Juna always worried if the wife asked for something.

"But...."

Instantly Juna's body stiffened, waiting for the continuation of his wife.

God, don't let him ask for anything weird again. Please in your heart.

Juna clucked. "Stop taunting me. What do you want huh?"

Faizah chuckles funny. "Everything is, I just want Mas who is a ulek cabenya. Keep helping the customer to sell. It must be funny so Kang knows how to gejrot." He said while smiling to himself. He had imagined as funny as what if Juna joined the sale later. A cold guy like Juna sells? Oh come on, it looks like the customers are going to run. Imagining that, Faizah laughed.

"Not funny." Ketus Juna changed his position facing forward.

Faizah stopped laughing, then grabbed Juna's hand violently. "Mas.please. Want huh? It's about wanting a baby."

Juna turned his head, but his gaze this time was completely unfriendly. "I don't think this is what a baby wants, but you?"

Faizah immediately shook his head. "No, Mas. I want debay. Hiks... would you? I really want to see you sell. Want huh? Please.." please Faizah put on a hardened face.

Juna shakes.

Faizah closed himself up to Juna. "Want our son to reel?"

"Let alone, reasonable little children ileran. The next hour where there's another sales person knows gejrot." Ketus Juna turned his face away from his wife.

"Well, I know where it is. That's what it's about." Sahut Faizah was so enthusiastic.

Juna looked at Faizah sharply. "I think all the places are your subscription. More suspicious, I don't think you're cravings. But you want to do me, right?"

Quickly Faizah shook her head. "Absolutely no lie. Suddenly I wanted to, Mas. If you want to know you, already since the first time, Mas."

Juna who heard that handsome thought, looked at Faizah's face carefully. The woman put on a face that welcomes her mainstay, making Juna feel unbearable. Then Juna took a deep breath, then threw it away violently. "Yes already."

"What is it?" Faizah asked with a hopeful look.

"I want to." Answer Juna lazily. Sontak Faizah also screeched in excitement and immediately hugged Juna.

"Thank you, Mom. You are the best husband. The more love. Here I give you a gift." Faizah gave a lot of kisses on Juna's face. Of course Juna liked it and smiled. What's more seeing the happiness on the face of the wife, her heart also felt the happiness.

Now a couple of husband and wife is already standing by where the seller knows gejrot. Where Juna was busy concocting chili for his wife.

"Mas, the cab is fifty huh." Pinta Faizah's. Juna also glared at him.

"Nope. One is enough." Reject Juna.

Faizah also put on a sad face. "Thirty deh."

"One." Firm Juna.

"Two five." Fresh Faizah.

"One."

"Fifteen." Faizah still won't lose.

The seller who saw the debate both can only shake his head. What is clear tonight is that he feels happy, the money he has saved because Juna bought everything. The man intends to share it with those who want to.

"Don't argue, if I say one yes one. The wife should know what the husband says." Telak Juna who succeeded in making Faizah relented.

"Ck, yes, this time I did. But...." Faizah purposely hung her sentence along with her strange smile.

Juna looked at his wife, suspicious. "What else?"

Faizah immediately shouted. "Everyone, let's close. Tonight is free. The seller is also a handsome kayak. Although old, but his looks are not the same as young ones. Come on let's close. Know his symptoms guaranteed savory maknyus." Spontan Juna was flabbergasted by his wife's courage.

Hearing the word free, a few passers-by began to approach. Several young women whispered to each other and smiled when they saw Juna. Who would not be interested in the man's good looks anyway? Faizah alone was willing to drop his pride just to get the superior seeds of the man.

"Duh... is really handsome, is the seller? How did you just know? If you know gini from yesterday already hanging out here." Whisper one of them that Faizah can catch. He smiled and heard that.

"Heem, I also did not expect that the one who sold such a handsome. You can't ask for his number. How to know a soul mate, so handsome about it."

"Hus... What if you already have a wife?"

"So even if it's second or third." The other young lady's heart was accompanied by a small giggle.

The smile on Faizah's face faded away. Then he cleared his throat, making the girls turn to him. "My husband, don't be weird!"

Juna who was focusing on kneading also immediately turned his head when he heard the words of the wife.

"Well, is this his wife?" Their whispers looked down at Faizah. At that time, Faizah was wearing a duck-patterned nightgown.

"Yes! I am his wife, why? Envied? Say dong." Ketus Faizah's.

"Dear." Tegur Juna who immediately stopped his activities and came to the wife who seemed to have been provoked by emotions. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. My wife is pregnant. The mood changes often."

"Mas, don't apologize. I'm not in the mood. Let's go home." Without his aba, Faizah directly dragged Juna away from there.

"Norgin." Faizah groused with an upset face when he was in the car. Juna who saw that smiled amusedly.

"Cock angry anyway? You want it, right?"

Faizah looked at him with a hostile look. Juna who saw an unpleasant aura rushed to drive his car. It seemed like home was a suitable place to appease his rancid wife.

Strange, he wants to. Why was I wrong? Juna breathed a few times. While Faizah still put on his upset face. It turned out to be true, the bumil mood no one could guess.

Tbc....