
A week later.
After receiving treatment in the hospital for almost two weeks, Ammar was now allowed to go home by the Doctor with a note, Ammar had to do regular check-ups for twice a month in the first month, Ammar said, the rest is once a month the next month.
Thanks to the support of her family, Ammar was able to travel through the phases in his difficult times, especially Aini who was always loyal to accompany her husband when Robbet had allowed Aini to be back with Ammar.
Ammar returned from the hospital, they both decided to stay temporarily in the city because of Aini's pregnancy which has entered the last trimester and also Ammar's condition to perform routine check-ups for the next few months.
"Darling ... Where are you?Anini?" Ammar searched for Aini in their room in an automatic wheelchair.
"Darling?" Ammar knocks on the door of his bathroom hoping Aini is inside.
"Here!" ammar's screams hardened a little as Aini's panic did not answer the call from him.
Chequek!
"Geez, my mom! What's up?" Aini came out of the bathroom upset.
Gluey!
"Ehhem!" Ammar cleared his throat slowly to swallow his hard slevin.
"It's not, it's dumb!" Aini moved her hand on Ammar's face
"Mas think ... Tadi ... You're not inside. " Amar was a little nervous when he saw Aini coming out of the bathroom using only a towel to cover her body which was so good when she was pregnant.
"Oh my goodness, Mas ... Kirain what's up!" Aini stepped her feet towards the wardrobe.
"Where are you going?" Ammar caught Aini's hand before moving away from her.
"You're wearing clothes, Mom." Aini seduces Ammar by poking her husband's nose.
"Sit down!" ammar's orders laughed as he was seduced by his wife.
"Cold," said Aini spoiledly.
"Just a second!" Ammar who I've lost won his naps.
Aini just resigned to obey orders from her husband, to sit on the bedside. Ammar sat in his wheelchair facing Aini.
"Why the hell! Still holding her back?" Ammar protested with Aini's attitude.
"Fear out, Mum!" answer Aini honestly.
"Yes, if you're not here!" ammar was upset when he heard the answer from his wife.
"Shame!" aini replied downcastly hiding her already blushing face.
"Then why?" Ammar frowned.
"Brand ... Duutt ..." replied Aini very quietly which was still heard by Ammar.
Hearing the answer that was thrown from his wife's soft lips, managed to make Ammar laugh out loud, making Aini more upset with her husband's attitude.
"Tuh, right ... Even in the armour! Akh, Aini wants to get dressed!" Aini began to sulk when Ammar did not stop to laugh.
"Eh, yes. No, no, no! The ashes are funny, make gemes know?" Ammar pinched Aini's cheek which looked chubby.
"Bec ... Huh, sick!" Aini brushed off Ammar's left hand as her cheek was pinched in a fit of anxiety.
Cup
Ammar landed his lips slowly on his wife's lips.
"Mas, kangens!" ammar said when his forehead was close to his wife's forehead.
"Patience!" aini's voice quietly rubbed Ammar's cheek.
"Sir, strong!" Ammar inhaled the scent of Aini's neck very deeply.
"Continue?" aini asked, actually she wanted it too.
"Nextin!" Ammar took a strong sip on Aini's chest.
"Ohhh!" leguhan escaped from Aini's lips when he got a sting from Ammar's lips.
Geck, tok, tok!
"Boss, schedule metting with clients don't forget! Five minutes to go!" Roy, who had been waiting for Ammar in the study for so long, finally ventured to knock on his boss's door.
"Mas, no!" Aini kept away the face of Ammar who was still cool to sip chewy objects belonging to his wife.
Hm. tok. tok!
"Boss!" roy yelled again when he got no answer from his boss.
"Mas!" Aini was a little annoyed that her husband did not press her.
"Astagfirefull!" there was a slight sense of disappointment in Ammar's heart when the bugs came at an inopportune time.
"Here, work first!" Aini held back her laughter as she looked at Ammar's face that had been holding back the sparkle.
"Excite yes, my mother!" Aini kissed Ammar's cheek.
"Thank you, baby," said Ammar smiled and left Aini wrapped in a towel.
Chequek!
"Ngapain anyway? Shouting everything!" Ammar twisted Roy's body quickly, so as not to be able to peek from behind the door blemish.
"Metting, Boss!" said Roy who took the expert push on Ammar's wheelchair.
"Have you prepared the materials?" Ammar began to put a face full of charm on the screen monitor work desk.
"Here, Boss!" Roy handed over a document on Ammar's desk.
"Ok, let's start metting it. Bismillah ...." Ammar activates its connection through the monitor in front of it.
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Month passed.
Ammar and Aini enjoy like a pair of lovers full of kasmaran, since Nabila has given up Ammar completely for Aini. Now Ammar is very happy with no burden on his heart.
Aini who every day is helped by Sarah, her personal assistant. While Roy is always loyal, ready to be on standby to help his boss for twenty-four hours.
"Gram!" call Aini while in the back garden.
"Yes, Non!" said Sarah approached Aini who was focusing on reading some letters in her hand.
"Please give me these letters as Roy!" Aini handed over some of the letters to Sarah.
"good. Nay!" Sarah receives a letter from Aini's hand and rushes to Ammar's study.
Deg.
Sarah's heart pounded as she handed over the letters in her hand to Roy, the man Sarah's dream for less than two months.
During Sarah's work with Aini who continues to be close to Roy, making the heart of a Sarah who impressed tomboyish and martial arts smarts, becomes melted when constantly attached to Roy.
"Eheh! Boss?" said Roy who was nervous when venturing to collect his boss' promise debt.
"Why, Roy? Drink up a spit spit!" Ammar was still busy with the files that were in front of him.
"This, Boss ... Hm ... Anu ... That's ...." Roy was very nervous about saying something to Ammar.
"Anu, that, anu, that ... Anu you why? Wedding kebelet?"
"The real boss! Uh ... No, I mean. Not my Anu Boss, I mean His!" Roy laughed shyly in front of Ammar.
"Yes, if you want to get married. Why should you report to me?" Ammar still does not understand what Roy's saying.
"Kan, the boss himself promised me!" Roy is getting annoyed with his boss.
"Oh, so the story ... You owe me the same?" Ammar closed the document and immediately focused on Roy's words.
"No, I mean ...."
"Yes I understand! Does Ulfa want you?" ammar's question immediately hit Roy's heart.
"Astagfiruah, Boss. What a hell is this!" roy to the point.
"Now!" Ammar submitted a document containing twenty-five percent shares to Roy.
"What is this, Boss?" Roy did not understand his boss who handed him a document.
"Read it!" ammar's orders to Roy.
Roy read slowly every stanza of the writing on the white paper, where he saw the twenty-five percent stake that was in town X had Ammar give to Roy as a second party.
It turned out that Ammar did not mess with his words, instead adding five percent of his initial deal.
"Astagfirullah, Boss. This serious? Twenty-five percent?" Roy without believing it
"Of course! " Ammar with his image as a superior loudly expressed his belief.
"Thank God, thank you. Boss!" Roy, who was so happy to hear the words from his boss, immediately hugged and kissed Ammar's face with enthusiasm.
"Aauuhhh ... Roy's sick! You crazy, huh?" Ammar grimaced in pain as Roy hugged him tightly.
"Astaffirullah, sorry Boss! Forgot me!" Roy is aware of his mistake.
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