CEO'S REPLACEMENT WOMAN

CHAPTER 35

"What's wrong? Why are all the servants in my wife's room?" emon asked as he had just arrived at the main residence of his residence.

The five maids in the house were panicked, busy and worried about what the young mistress was going through. Time and again Dita spewed the food she ate but many times also Dita asked for food as she wanted. The maid in the house became confused as it went awry with what her young mistress had asked for. Sometimes the cooking is said to be less salty, sometimes less spicy, the smell is not tasty it makes the waiter in the house repeatedly re-cooked. Because it's important her young mistress. But when he had eaten the food of the servant in the house, Dita vomited all the food she had eaten. This made the servants confused. They are there who massage his legs, some are kneading his hands, some are making food again, some are telling stories so that Dita does not feel his stomach nausea. But their efforts still did not succeed. Taken back and forth feeling nausea and vomiting again and again.

Emon opened the door of the room that was not locked. His wife now had a pale face.

"Darling? What was? What's going on?" ask Emon. Emon is approaching his wife. And the five servants gave a place for his young master to approach his wife. Dita smiled happily as she approached her husband arriving.

"So it feels nauseous and vomiting continues. But when you do, you feel good. The smell of your body makes me not nauseous" said Dita. The five maids who were still standing there smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Emon looked at the five servants who were still in his room. The five maids immediately withdrew after the young master waved his hand telling him that he was ordered to leave the room.

"Darling! Are you okay already? Where does it still hurt? I called the doctor, yeah," said Emon as the five maids came out of his room.

"No, sis! I'm doing fine! I'm not sick anymore!" sahut Dita's.

"Hem, okay! I take a shower, baby! This whole day stinks of sweat" Emon said. But Dita even kissed Emon's armpit and held her back so as not to leave her.

"But it smells baby!" emon.

"No! Who said it stinks? The proof is that I don't feel sick and want to vomit again, sister! Don't go, huh??" said Dita spoiled. Emon smiled broadly when he found his wife acting spoiled and very strange. Emon reached into his cell phone that was in his pocket pants. He tried to contact the family doctor to come to his residence. Emon wants to make sure that his wife is currently cravings.

"Sister Emon! Kiss me dong!?" pinta Dita spoiled.

"Huh?" Emon widened his eyes when his wife looked very aggressive asking to be kissed.

"Sister!?" whinek Dita again.

"Eh, yes, baby! You want yah, baby?!" sahut Emon with his grinning smile. Not wasting any more time, Emon immediately kissed Dita's face with gentleness. But not until there, the couple ended up eroding each other's distance and equally full of interest to vent all the burning flavors.

"Sister!?" muttered Dita with spoiled and resigned attitude.