
In Brayen's room was busy in front of the mirror, all his expensive clothing collection felt ugly and was inappropriate for him. Brayen has tried all the shirts in the closet hangers but absolutely nothing fits him.
"Well, why is all my collection of clothes all ugly, it's not worth me to wear anymore." I don't know maybe the happy ranking will meet with his heart, Brayen like ABG's behavior is again kasmaran.
Everything he tried seemed incompatible. " Sam, I have to ask him to buy you a new one." Brayen immediately grabbed his phone and contacted his personal assistant.
"Sam to my room now!"
Tut's..
Brayen's habit of not hearing Sam's answer, has turned off the call.
"Ad_" Tut's...Tut's.. "Ck. lacnut boss shit." Sam grumbled annoyed, fortunately he had arrived in front of Mr. Rudi's house, because after telling Brayen that Zaa had met, he immediately caught up with his lucnut boss.
tock..tok...
"Lake in."
"What did you call me?" Sam was astonished to see his boss standing around in front of the mirror and saw all the clothes were scattered on the bed.
"I think all my clothing collection is bad Sam, there's nothing I deserve to wear." Brayen said still while choosing which clothes he would wear.
'Ck.let alone this, where there is a collection of expensive clothes is said to be ugly, even the latest output has not been used. ck sucks.' Sam only let out a long sigh, himself forward choosing a suit for his boss.
"Just wear this one, sir, I think it fits." Sam said, handing over a shirt to Brayen.
"You sure, Zaa, I'd love to wear this shirt?"
'Good God wants a head of three, but his behavior is like ABG.' Again Sam could only grumble.
"I think Miss Zaa, would love anything you wear sir." It is better to wait a little longer than to wait a little longer, said Sam.
Brayen immediately wore the blue Dongker shirt Sam gave him.
"Let's go to the city of S immediately" said Brayen after finishing wearing clothes he immediately walked to the outside.
"Look at being helped without saying thank you, fate became a subordinate." Sam grumbled behind Brayen with a voice he could only hear himself.
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This morning in the village of Grandma Zaa who had finished delivering her cake order, she followed to the garden of the grandmother who was harvesting vegetables.
"Zaa are you here?" Rizki who just put a sack of radish vegetables on a Pickup car saw Zaa who was in the garden area.
"Yes, Ki in a quiet house there is no one so I'm here" replied Zaa
"You walking?" rizki
"He'um all sports to be healthy, _ Yaudah Ki I went there first."
"Be careful, the road is a bit slippery Zaa." Rizki's message because it was last night drizzle that Rumayan made the road become muddy.
Zaa just formed a 'OK' finger without making a sound.
"So why are you here?_no rest at home." Rian who was still helping the workers picking vegetables reprimanded Zaa when it flashed in front of her.
"Bosen deck, at home deserted on to the garden all" said Zaa while wiping the sweat on his forehead, because this morning the sun Rumayan scorching plus himself on foot Rumayan a little far away.
"Father brother and sister sports, brother Yaudah there first." Zaa walked over to the small cottage in the middle of the garden where Ratna's grandmother and mother were choosing vegetables.
"Assalamualaikum nek, Bu" said Zaa while believing the two women were different ages.
"Waalaikumsalam son,_has the cake order been completed?" ask the mother.
"Udah Bu, that's why Zaa came here."
"When do you check your vehicle again Zaa?" ask grandma.
"His routine schedule is tomorrow" said Zaa while sitting next to grandma.
Indeed, the content of Zaa has entered 12 weeks, even the flat stomach Zaa already looks a little bloated.
"Tomorrow so that the mother will see the mother's future grandchildren" said Ms Ratna smiling at Zaa.
"Yes mother."
And they were engrossed in the activity of choosing vegetables to cook and handing out to underprivileged neighbors.
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While in the plane Brayen who was still cool to play his phone suddenly his stomach churned nausea and wanted to vomit, because it smelled the perfume of a flight attendant who just passed through it. Brayen immediately ran to the toilet in his private plane, vomiting all that was in his stomach.
"Boss is okay?" Sam who saw his boss running away immediately followed Brayen towards the toilet.
"Young..!! what perfume the woman was wearing, made my mood worse." Brayen grumbled as he washed his face with water.
"Sam tell all the flight attendants to change their clothes, lest I smell the stinging perfume again."
"B_good sir." though confused Sam still carry out the orders of his boss.
"Did you punish your father son, how he was tormented with this nausea." Brayen muttered to himself remembering himself who was experiencing Morning Sickness.
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