CEO (Finn & Sandra)
Sulking
Minal Aidin Wal Faizin's. Sorry to be born and inner, Brothers 🙏🙏🤗
It's been a few days, Sandra's tired of the new rules. He began the demo by pursing his lips and mute all the time. The smile must have disappeared. No beaming faces. Currently, there was only another sour face tangled in the shoes.
Finn doesn't know where he's at fault. When asked, Sandra was silent. Testing the guts disregardfully, it even grew quieter by giving rise to an ice-cold aura. In the end, the man could not stand alone and relented.
Smothering affectionately, Sandra refused. Caress, instead stay away. Hugging spoiled, blur locking the room door.
Finn shook his head to see the wife's behavior. Returning memories, perhaps having something wrong with Sandra. However, the result is nil.
Finn knocked on the door. Calling the wife's name gently. Launch words of seduction. Bombing dime. Until finally silence.
Finn sat himself in a chair near the room. He sat facing the door. Crossing legs and folding both hands on the chest. Thinking of a way to get Sandra out of the room and telling stories.
After taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Finn tried to call back to Sandra. He was standing at the door. The hands began to knock.
“Bee, open the door. If I'm wrong. I'm sorry. But, don't shut up. I am strong for a second without hearing your voice.”
Silent!
Finn tried to get back to talking.
"Bee, what do you want? I'll buy it. But I only asked for one. Never stop loving me.”
Be quiet!
Finn breathed a tired sigh. "Boy, in there you hear Daddy's voice, ‘ right? Tell Mommy, if Daddy has trouble breathing. Because, Daddy's oxygen is your Mommy love and now blocked the door.”
Lonely!
Finn massages the temples. "Boy, woo Mommy to get out. Daddy's freezing out here. Daddy wants to be hugged by Mommy.”
Quiet down!
Finn is starting to fret. He paced in front of the room.
“Bee, open the door. It's already night. I want to sleep with you. I want to be loved by you.”
There is no lawfulness!
It's been an hour. Still no sign of the door opening.
Finn kept thinking how Sandra would be kind enough to open the door. Until mumet heads. In order to find a formula that can knock the wife out of the room.
A few minutes later, Finn had a good idea. The only thing that could get Sandra out. Although the side effects will later get a scolding or maybe a flying object.
Finn thinks it's better. Rather than having to see Sandra mute. Because, the wife's musabab sulked, she did not know at all.
“Bee, I'm out for a minute, yeah. At midnight I'll be home. I'm going to the club to refresh the brain.” Finn started counting down. “Five, four, three, two, one.”
At the last minute, the door opened. The flying object in the form of pillows and bolsters, really floated right around Finn's face. Sandra also accompanied it with a chirp that was precisely in the ear of the son of Chris was like a meadow in the middle of the desert.
“Finn Elard! How dare you take one step out of this house to the club! Tomorrow, I'll be sure to send you a divorce!”
Finn smiled broadly. He took the opportunity to hug his wife and lift her up. Then, bring the body of the two-bodied woman back into the room.
Sandra rebels. But, Finn's strong grip actually makes him have to resign.
Finn laid his wife on the bed. Before Sandra was about to run away again. He wrapped the body of his beloved woman with both hands raised up.
“Finn! Release!”
“No.”
“Good!”
“I love not evil.”
“Then it was released.”
“No.”
“Finn Elard!”
“Hey, why keep shouting? Keep your voice down.”
“No want!”
Finn shook his head. “Say, why suddenly sulk? What's my fault?”
“I'm upset with you and everyone.”
“Why, hm?” asked Finn gently as he continued to stare fixedly at the wife with a loving look.
“Since all the food is arranged, I have no appetite for food. Spend it was forced.” Sandra started crying.
“Do not cry.” Finn took off the cage and got up. He grabbed the wife's body and hugged her tightly.
Sandra was crying harder. “I don't want many rules. The food was delicious, but I wanted to eat whatever I wanted. After all, what comes in is harmless to me and our baby-to-be.”
Finn was wrong. The papi asked mom and mom to take care of everything. Until actually brought in a nutritionist to regulate Sandra's diet. Chris' son was not able to refuse.
However, now the wife protested and sulked. Finn is feeling sorry for Sandra.
“I'm sorry. Why not just tell me you don't like it?”
“Sorry, I'm less sensitive, yes. I think it's for your own good and our son's sake.” Finn stroked the wife's back. He feels guilty.
“Tomorrow I want to eat something else.”
“What do you eat?”
“Chicken porridge near train station.”
Finn frowning. “Which train station? After all, where did you know there was chicken porridge there?”
“I know. In the past when I was in college in Bandung and several times commuting by train, I often stopped by. Open 24 hours, kok.”
“OK. We'll have breakfast there tomorrow. But, stop crying.”
Sandra started to stop crying. Finn took off a hug and cupped his wife's face. Removing traces of tears still present by hand.
“If tomorrow there is breakfast at the table, how?”
“Let me take care of it. But, you should still take medication and vitamins regularly, yes?”
Sandra nodded obediently.
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Sandra woke up to the sound of vomiting. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Massaging her neck and rubbing Finn's back to make her husband feel better.
Ten minutes later it died down. Sandra let Finn into the room. Putting my husband on the bed. Take a drink and look at the beloved man with pity.
Finn puts an empty glass in Sandra's hand. Then, sit back.
“Honey, you're sorry I'm pregnant?”
Finn looked at Sandra. “What kind of question is it?”
“Because I'm pregnant, you keep this up.”
“Bee, I'm fine. In fact, still still want to have a lot of children with you.”
Sandra hugged Finn. “Thank you, always be a patient and strong man facing my pregnancy.”
“Anything for you and our child.”
“Eat the porridge just cancel it. You've been limp.”
“I'm fine. Later after the shower is also powerful and fresh again.”
“Ya, already you shower.”
“Your name.”
Sandra nodded.
Finn smiled broadly and quickly carried Sandra into the bathroom. The feeling of weakness had suddenly turned into energy with maximum power.
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Finn and Sandra stood in front of the dining table. They don't eat when breakfast is available.
Helena and Diana were. The two had been at the lake house for half an hour.
“Sandra, Finn. Why just shut up? Come, sit. We have breakfast,” said Diana.
Sandra stared at one different breakfast on the dining table. It was definitely one of his. Then, he clasped Finn's hand.
Finn was aware of the code. He was thinking how to let Sandra eat chicken porridge. But, without hurting the feelings of the two women who had given birth to them.
“You why even dumbass? Come on, we're having breakfast.” Helena chimed in because Finn and Sandra did not move in the slightest.
“Mami, Mother. It just so happened that Sandra and I were leaving. Breakfast should be included in the dining room only. We'll spend it on the road.” Then, Finn told one of the housekeepers to prepare the container and take care of it.
“Why not have breakfast first, just go?” ask Diana.
Finn pulls the wife closer to Helena and Diana. Kiss their cheeks in turn.
“Mami and Mommy did not tell if they wanted to come early in the morning. We're both late.” Then, Finn immediately took the lunchbox that had been prepared by the housekeeper. “We go first, Mi, Bund.” He and Sandra quickly stepped out, before being asked many questions.
After being in the car with Finn's position to drive. They're wasting their breath.
“Honey, don't we lie to mom and mom?”
“For you to no longer sulk, my answer is okay.”
Sandra is everything. Everything is Sandra.
Finn has known all too well since falling in love with his wife. In addition, some time ago the problem hit and made them had time apart. Sure enough, the man realized that his heart rate was Sandra.
Loves as vast as the universe and as deep as the ocean. Just for one name, Sandra.
One two three, love for Sandra will always be Finn. Four five six, there was only one wife until the red earth was six. Seven-eight-nine, he promised to continue in the loyalty corridor.
