
The morning at Rick's house is always noisy, the four children always have different tastes in determining the type of breakfast they want.
"Okay, okay.. How about all breakfast with the same menu today? bunaa was a little tired last night, a lot of dracula in the bunaa room and it made it difficult for the bunaa to sleep well." Rick spontaneously choked on a grain of fried rice made by his wife.. Ana's Dracula is her self.
"Darling?" rick said with emphasis. Ana just blinked one eye looking at her husband. Rick could not do anything, his heart was broken if he had seen the behavior of the wife who seduced like that.
"But I want yellow rice bunaa..," whine Ayank folded his sulking lips. The fried rice on his plate kept him stirring until it splashed slightly on the surface of the table.
"Ck! just eat your breakfast, or we could be late because of you." Tegur Ilian was irritated.
"cz! I don't even whine at you, sister.bunaa.." The whimpering continues. Ana could only let out a long sigh, her fault was also waking up late this morning. All because the husband who relentlessly pounded her all night long.
"Well, look at it..bunaa will contact the restaurant to prepare yellow rice for Ayank, how?" tawar Ana provides a solution. Because if not, the address of the other children will be too late to go to school.
"okay! thanks bunaa..!" exclaiming Ayank excited, Ilian throbbed at the spoiled behavior of the younger brother who became more and more since their mother recovered.
"His rich grandfather needs to be immediately in the love of his sister again deh bun. So that Ayank can start to be independent. Lose with Zian's sister, still a baby but not as fussy as Ayank." Cetus Ilian suddenly. For a moment Ana was stunned, she had yet to get her regular guests this month.. His gaze was directed at the husband who looked relaxed eating his breakfast full of wisdom.
,"Ehmmm, are you ready? come on, we won't have time to stop by to get your breakfast." Ana looks busy passing her children's supplies into a bag of supplies.
"Darling? why did you keep quiet hmmm?" Rick stroked his wife's thick hair fondly.
"Aware that this month, the mother has not yet received monthly guests?" angling Ana through the calm face of her husband. Her youngest child is only 7 months old, which is true if her self is back pregnant. His body still leaves the bad fats that have not been lost perfectly.
"Indeed why, anyway if the contents of her husband there. Afraid of being so bun, relax. Dad's gonna be responsible for it." Rick's clumsiness managed to get an anxious pinch from his wife.
"It's not a matter of responsibility, Zian is only 7 months old. Geez, can't be in the shadow of how he'll be eliminated later." Said Ana a little worried.
Rick rubbed his wife's cheek that was still round, he liked her very much.
"That's okay, Zian has MPASI too right? it doesn't matter if you stop. The important thing is to eat her a lot and her milk radiates. No problem, we give her sister again. Daddy's getting excited about work if you get pregnant again." Said Rick to calm his wife's troubled heart with soft words.
"Let's check first, maybe it's too late. Mother back is often back and forth restaurant, where bring Zian, must be tired his double.," said Rick again calm the wife.
"Not yet, after all the night his father also contributed to a sense of fatigue that is no less tiring." Cut Ana quipped. Rick was laughing. That's right, who told his wife to make his opium.
"Mother's dad's opium, so it's wrong mom herself. Why does it always look tempting every day." Elak Rick scrawled while pinching his wife's cheek.
Arriving at the office lobby, as usual Rick will hold the wife's arm until arriving in his room.
"Sir CEO's getting rich in the midday sun yeah.."
"True, since Ms. Ana recovered, almost every day always invited to the office.salut really there is a husband who is as loyal as the CEO sir.."
"When mom Yumna always tried to tease Mr. Rick all this time, but lost his mentality with a view as beautiful as this.." many clutches of words of praise sounded to the ears of Rick and Ana.
"Well! like his you so admired in this office, Mr. Rick." Goda Ana taunts her husband.
"It's a pity, but my center of attention is only on you. Think of them as a support system for me to try to maintain my loyalty to the end. You also have to admire your husband, faithful for many years it is not easy. I'm a normal guy, but look, your husband is a champion in loyalty." Praise Rick to himself with pride.
Ana nods in agreement, Rick isn't two. Five years is not a moment but the man is able to resist his desires in his own way.
"Beautiful morning." said Ana to her husband's new secretary.
"For her beautiful mother also folds more beautiful." replied Nuri smiling kindly. The veiled woman always liked the couple. Ana is very kind to her, it makes her often feel hesitant to refuse anything the woman gives her.
"You accompany my wife inside, let me meet later I'll handle her. Meet my wife's needs and make her comfortable." Rick's word is absolute for Nuri. And he was always happy to do it.
"Okay sir, I'll carry out all your orders." Reply Nuri nodded slowly.
"Honey, I went straight to the meeting room first yes.if you need anything, just tell Nuri."
"Okay, CEO, go. Nuri will take good care of me and fulfill everything I need." Get Ana out of her husband.
"Give me a supplement injection.." Rick moved his face forward, Nuri immediately turned and tidied up her already neat table.
After saying goodbye, Rick left the door of his room. He didn't come in, because the meeting file was on Nuri's desk.
"Sorry, Nuri, it's making you uncomfortable." Ana said unkindly. He knew Nuri the girl who was Solehah, the scene must have slightly disturbed the view of the secretary.
"It's okay mom, I'm happy to see the harmony of mom and dad. I pray forever until death wills." The Nuri prayer is sincere.
"Amen. Thanks Nuri. Come on in, and order some snacks from the restaurant. I'm eating fast food right now." Ana said excitedly, the woman opened the door wide to let Nuri in. To make Nuri feel bad for her, while Ana looks relaxed.