Marriage Contract With Impoten CEO

Chapter 29 - The Porridge of the Duck

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Defan let Disha keep drinking. Until the woman was drunk. Next Defan carried Disha to the room. Let Disha lie on her back in bed.

Defan's eyes were fixed on Disha. His conscience has arisen.

'Am I being too outrageous?' batin Defan who is ready to take off his pants. But his personal weapon that still demands to make his control lost. Defan remained at the initial intention.

Defan took off all his clothes and Disha. Start with a kiss on the lips.

Disha, who was half conscious, held onto Defan's face. He replied to the page after the pagutan. Disha started to moan as the man's hand that was now on his body was swaying.

Defan's kiss began to spread to the neck to Disha's chest. Causes the woman's passion to peak.

Satisfied with warming up, Defan immediately fused his body with Disha. He knocked himself out repeatedly. The bed moves with the Defan movement.

Disha's moans are getting out of control. Same with Defan.

The sound of clapping meat broke the silence. Defan's body and Disha's pounding were great. Defan breaks away when he feels satisfied. He hurried to put on clothes. The man also did not forget to wear clothes for Disha.

"I'm sorry, Sha.." said Defan with a look of pity. He sat down next to Disha. Look at the woman's goal. For some reason there was a strange feeling of admiration and debate that he felt.

Defan holding the chest. "Damn! Am I really in love with you?" he said that impressed like complaining. He immediately returned to the room after tidying up Disha and the bed.

The next day, Disha wakes up when the alarm goes off. He immediately stretched his body. His face grimaced when he felt his body ache. Especially in the hip.

"Looks like I was drunk last night..." Disha did not end his words. Because of the sudden nausea he felt. His hand touched his stomach.

"Geek!" Disha nausea. He was about to spit something out of his mouth. Disha rushed to the bathroom. Trying to get out what you want to spit out. But nothing came out.

Even so, nausea is still felt Disha. Her stomach feels really bad.

"Did I get drunk too much yesterday?" muttered Disha while staring at the reflection of her face in the mirror.

"Toy!" pekik Disha's. Calling Defan.

A few minutes later, Defan arrived. He looks like he's wearing a shirt. On his neck was a tie that had not been neatly fitted.

"Why?" ask Defan while coming to the bathroom. The door seemed wide open. The man stood at the door while putting on a tie.

"How many bottles did I drink? My stomach doesn't taste very good. I'm sick, but I can't throw up anything" Disha said.

"You why?" defan's eyes are rounded.

"I'm sick, Toy!" sahut Disha's.

"Why nausea?" reply Defan. He stopped taking care of his tie.

"I don't know. I just feel nauseous. Probably because of the effects of alcohol. From now on I'd better not drink anymore." Disha grimaces the face while holding the stomach.

Defan in place. He just remembered that last night he forgot to use safety again. As the son of a doctor's partner, Defan knows enough about health science. He is afraid that the nausea felt by Disha is a symptom of pregnancy.

While Defan was panicked, Disha stared at him. "It's because of you, Toy! Why didn't I drink all that last night?" timpale.

"Sorry, Sha. I'll take responsibility. I'll buy you the food you want. Then the nausea reliever drugs as well," responded Defan. For now, she wants to ascertain the signs that Disha is experiencing whether it is really pregnancy or not. Defan decided to act as usual.

"That's dong!" Disha smile.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Defan.

"Hmmm..." Disha thought while stroking her stomach. After a long thought he immediately told. "I want to eat chicken porridge, but I don't use chicken. I want some duck meat," he said.

"Huh?" Defan is confused.

Disha clucking. "So you could say the food I want is duck porridge. Not chicken porridge," he explained.

"Byeah! He said he wanted to buy me whatever I wanted. Yes I want that! If not, I don't want to eat!" Disha pushing Defan. Then close the bathroom door with a slam.

Defan. His mouth is a little bit open. Since he had promised, he would go find the food Disha wanted.

Half an hour almost passed. Disha is done bathing. He also has a neat office suit.

"Letoy is long. I can't wait." Disha chooses to go straight to the office. He forced himself even though his nausea was still not gone. Disha did not forget to contact Defan.

"Have you got the porridge?" ask Disha.

"It has. I'm on my way home now. Because of you I'm late for work know no!" sahut Defan from across the phone.

"Mistake myself last night make sure I drink."

"Wait first. You're sick again, why come to the office?" Defan.

"There's important work. I can't stay. Oh yes, you just take the porridge to my office, yes" said Disha.

"Yes already." The conversation ended after Defan said so.

Shortly after, Disha arrives at his company. He was greeted by his secretary, Fida. Disha has to have an important meeting.

As CEO, Disha listened to a presentation from one of her employees. Dude seemed to explain about the latest food product packaging design.

That's when the feeling of nausea is not restrained back to attack Disha. He who could not resist, then heard the sound of his mouth wanting to vomit. Disha's mouth was also gaping while looking down. His hands were covering his mouth.

"Boss? Boss is fine, right?" ask Fida worriedly.

Disha shook his head as he downed his own spit. "I'm fine-" haven't finished saying, the nausea's coming back.

Fida hurriedly thrust out a bottle of mineral water. The Dude presentation stopped for a moment. All eyes were on Disha.

"Are you not feeling well, boss?" ask Fida.

"I... Just nauseous." Disha drank some sips of water. His eyes looked red from the nausea he felt earlier.

"Nausea?" Jihan responded enthusiastically. "Don't the boss get pregnant?" continued. Make all employees widen their eyelids. Their boss's pregnancy is certainly good news.

Disha shaking. He wanted to rule out Jihan's conclusion. Given the marriage he did and Defan was just a contract. Especially with the impotent Defan condition. Disha was sure what she was going through was common.

"That's it, just go ahead with the presentation, Dude!" Disha ignored the remark from Jihan. But the single parent woman whispered, "Boss, still haven't checked with a doctor? I suggest you check now so you can meet the bright spot."

"Mbak Jihan, we should focus on work first yes," said Disha with a dislike gaze.

One hour's gone. Meeting's done. Fida got a call from the receptionist. He was told that Defan left food for Disha. As a result, Fida immediately took the food to be delivered to his boss.

"What's this?" fida asked the receptionist named Ratih.

"Duck porridge said. Said her husband boss, the boss again really wants to eat these foods," replied Ratih.

"Huh?" Fida is astonished.

"Any right? I'm also weird when I hear her husband's boss say that."

"Eh, by the way, that queasy boss fits tight."

"Correct?"

Fida nodded. "I think Disha's boss is pregnant. I became more convinced after hearing that there was a food called duck porridge!" yells. Giggling with Ratih.

That day, news of Disha's pregnancy became a hot rumor in the company.