Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 95

Alby

Nabil chattered cheerfully all the way to the office. It was seen how he enjoyed the view of the city in the morning which had begun to be crowded by the hustle and bustle of motor vehicles.

"Papa!", call Nabil. Nabil was sitting next to me, drinking Ani tea on the back bench. Don't forget, Nabil's stock and his combat equipment are in the hands of Ani's tea.

"What dear?"

"Nabil wants to ride it!", point Nabil at the sight of the busway.

"Eum..can, sometime yes dear!", the top of his head.

"Okay papa!"

Nabil looked around again. Until he saw the little boy in his mother's arms.

"Father!"

"Dear?", I turned to Nabil.

"That..sama the mother why the hell pa?", asked Nabil when he saw the little boy who was carried by his mother while carrying a makeshift tool for busking.

"That's.the name is Bil!", I answered.

"What's the game?", he asked without looking at me. He focused on seeing the guard.

"Singing!", I replied. He's nodding.

"Oh..!", he muttered. I hope he doesn't misinterpret.

A few minutes later, Nabil asked a random question again. He really wants to know a lot of things. I don't know what he saw he'd ask.

My phone is ringing, Azmi's name is there.

[Assalamualaikum Mi]

[Walaikumsalam boss]

[road right?]

[Retew, otewe. Why?]

[I forgot it, right? Today's meeting with shareholders?]

Athaghfirullah, I forgot!

[Forgot Mi. Yes, I'm on this road]

[Yes. Yes assalamualaikum]

[Guardiansalam]

I put my bluetooth headset down again.

"Darling, papa will have an important meeting at the office. You're playing the same game, it's okay, right?"

"Yes papa!", answered Nabil. I hope Nabil isn't fussy.

Our car stopped in front of the lobby. After taking Nabil down, I handed him the keys to the security. Ani tea brings Nabil's needs in his stroler.

Azmi's waiting for me in front.

"Assalamualaikum mang Ami!", as for Nabil on Azmi.

"Walaikumsalam den Nabil. kok mang Ami?", asked Azmi.

"The word grandma calls her amang!", said Nabil. Azmi herself just pursed her lips. It's up to the boss?!

"So much objection is called amang?", I asked.

"Hehey atuh. Da kumaha tos kieu kasep called amang, Ami pula. om Azmi Kitu pan sae!", whisper Azmi because she did not want Nabil to hear her.(Yes, this handsome gini is called amang. Azmi is good)

"Oh.bisi hayang called Uwak. Maneh kan leuwih kolot ku urang!", my reply.((Kirain wants to be called Uwak, you're older than me)

Azmi's nose is getting kembis. And that makes me a little amused.

The familiarity between us became the center of attention of all who were there. Some people call Nabil. And Nabil, who was less like the crowd, chose to hold me tight.

"What time is Mi?", I walked to the elevator.

"Hour ten! Some are already in the room!", replied Azmi. I just nodded. While in front of the elevator, I came across Bia who was waiting in line at the public elevator.

Even if she wears a veil or whatever, I memorize what my ex-wife looks like.

"Aa!", he said. The person in line at the elevator turned to us. Azmi nudged my arm. I was silent for a few seconds looking at Bia's eyes now wearing glasses.

"Yourself?",tanyaku. Bia nodded.

"Fesha is with Ribi, who's taking care of her?", I asked again.

"There's mom and Lek Dar to A's house. Hence.when Azmi contacts me, I can come here!"

I just nodded. Nabil looked at me and Bia alternately.

"Mama sister Nabila!", chirped Nabil. Me and Bia both knit their eyebrows.

"Nabil!", I shook my head.

"Said sister Nabila, my dear sister Mama Bia!", continued Nabil.

Bia who knows nothing only looks confused to hear Nabil's words. Nabil extended his hand to ask in Bia's car. Bia who is basically loving also receives Nabil who moved the sling.

My son hugged Bia tightly. Because of the tightness, Bia also released her mask. Bia's beautiful face is the concern of the people around the elevator.

"Take this elevator!", I asked. Azmi has given me the code several times. I don't know why I still ignore it.

Finally I, Nabil, Bia, Azmi and Ani tea went into a special elevator.

"Mama Bia?!", call Nabil. Bia who is not used to being called by Mama is just saying yes.

"Yes Bil?", asked Bia.

"Sister Nabila said, she loves mom and dad too."

"Oh yeah?",Bia responded like that. His small body now more contained also seemed a little objection because carrying the body of Nabil's nervous.

Nabil nodded quickly.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, who is Nabila's sister?", asked Bia. Nabil smiled.

"The daughter of mama Bia is equally papa!", replied Nabil lightly. Bia looked to be frowning.

"Huh?", that's all that came out of Bia's lips. Maybe Bia was just as surprised as me.

"Yes. Sister Nabila, her son mama Bia equally papa Aby! But now brother's up there far away. Rich mother! But.kalo malem likes to play with Nabil too!"

I suddenly got goosebumps, right??? Maybe Bia and the others are like that.

"Bil, don't make Auntie Bia talk like that!", I said. Nabil shook his head.

"Nabil ngga boong. Sister Nabila emang likes to play with Nabil if malem."

I let out a breath. I better just say it.

"Mi, should I go to Nabil? Let him mostly shy. Kasian has no playmates!", I said.

"Yes..try it anyway!", whispered Nabil. They all headed to the meeting room.

In contrast to Alby's response, Bia is increasingly listening to what Nabil's story. If in the past the presence of Nabil is a very hateful thing, but seeing Nabil who is in his sling at this time. Right, maybe it's about time.

"Nabil, Aunt Bia is equally papa and Mang Ami wants a meeting first yes! Nabil is Amih Ani! Don't be naughty!", my advice to nabil.

"Yes papa! Mama Bia!", call Nabil again.

"Yes...Nabil?", Ahut Bia.

"Nabil can play with Fesha and Ribi?" asked Nabil. Bia nodded slowly.

''May!", answered Bia afterwards Nabil to another room near the meeting room. Bia first entered the meeting room. Azmi held me first.

"What the hell is Mi?"

"Remember, wife of the man! Don't baper!", Azmi warned me.

"Astaghfiullah! yes Mi!", I said.

"Yes, come on in!", ask Azmi.

"What is my boss??", I asked. Without answering anything, Azmi opened the door for me. Yes, we are back on formal fashion again now in the presence of the shareholders.