Me VS Crazy CEO's

Momo's Birthday

A second later Ica just realized,

"I mean loe, mmm..."Ica muttered with a wink pointing towards the bottom of hers, while Kara had already hit Ica's head with one of the books she had brought from underneath.

"Pukkk !!"

"Right of you, I've told you before, you still don't understand !"

"Yes, it's Ra ! why must it also hurt !"

"Bodo is very !!!" Kara has been reluctant to explain, god in front of Jihad and her husband she had to argue about the taboo to talk about, what the fuck.

"My hot face !!!" Kara turned away. Milo was still holding his stomach crazily laughing.

"Rba !!! it's Kara !" dengus Ica's.

"As far as you go, I want to go home ! not going down the street, "creepy Kara.

"Ra Street ?! follow !!!" Ica ran, if it was with Kara, then Jihad or Milo seemed only considered a statue.

"Shitt ! I was left out !" aspersion Jihad.

Milo again held his cramped stomach, even though he was left behind by Kara.

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After Kara gets something she wants, they finally split up, Kara and Milo go home. Ica and Jihad are still in the mall.

"Tomo Momo birthday, find what gift !" muttered Ica tapping her chin. His mind researched and remembered what the boy might not have had yet. All kinds of dolls from the cartoon which is in the middle of happiness that he does not yet have ? the chatty boy almost every week whines at his father to buy toys at the market in shock.

"Momo's birthday dear ?" ask Jihad, Ica nodded.

"Yes, tomorrow week to home, bang Riski ngadain small thanks, Momo ask to blow the candles !" answer Ica.

"OK, "answer a short Jihad.

While they were still in the mall, Ica went straight into the toy store, she chose what items she was suitable to give, last year she gave a set of cooking utensils, cooking, though according to Ica it is expensive, it is better to buy a set of real cooking equipment.

"What Momo doesn't have ?" muttered Ica glanced from the end of the rack to the other end.

"Delivering useful love, rich stationery, Momo 3rd birthday right ?!" proposed Jihad.

Why not think about it since then, shallow brain shallow bin if it has been dealing with things that smell taboo, it should be sterilized first, making the mind and heart only complete.

"Yes, I just thought !"

"What is the value of me, until your brain as short as this fit tau I say, so can not think ?" tanya Jihad bowed her face and Ica.

"Oh, it's dead-end ! don't be geer !" Ica spray, knock Jihad.

"Okay, yuuu let's go..daddy ! hunting gifts for Momo !" invite Ica to exclaim who has hooked his arm on the arm of Jihad.

Ica widened her smile, lifting a paper bag containing a pink ribbon gift. Finally he will survive the nagging niece, just wonder what Mira tea gives him to eat every day, as if his little mouth never stops talking, he said, plus the innocence reflects the principle if the fruit does not fall far from the tree. Like father like daughter. Her father's gene, Riski, is dominant in Momo's DNA.

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"Loe's son has a sore cheek every year" complained Galih taking a cigarette and lighting it in front of the porch.

"Ntar has cigarette money for you, " replied Riski. Look at the little boy who was the princess that day, already wearing a pink party dress with a blink blink glitter around it. Do not forget the small crown that is pinned on the top of his head. Like a princess fairy tale.

"Wow !!! dad's son is beautiful, rich princess Elsa !" Riski exclaimed in praise of Momo's cuteness.

"Not ! Elsa tiluuu, Momo, and walna ping ! Momo rich aulola !" the debate with the father.

"Oh, you're wrong ?! okay aurora !" errat's father rubs soft hair on Momo's back.

"Which child is Aurora, cf. Eh ?" ask Riski.

"Where do I know ! son of Hajj gang Irit kali !" answer Galih.

"See you know aurora ! that's why mingle if the child plays !" mira tea reprimand, sitting on the edge of the chair occupied by her husband Riski.

"Lagian the aurora just don't know ! fix your childhood less of a spectacle," added Mira tea.

"Play watching a movie of tea girls, there are also robots.My spectacle is now mah pa*ha same s3l4ng*k4ngan chick ! " refute Galih chuckled.

"Married sono loe ! keep the sins !" Riski pushed his sister's head. Ica just came home from the action blur, he was lazy if he had to be a substitute for balloon pumping.

"One more child, he can really run away !" spray Galih on the Ica that just came. Ica laughed at Galih's suffering, this year she escaped from her annual illness, which is cheek pain.

"What the hell ! one time sacrifice for my beloved nephew, bang ! nih friedgan ! I'm going in first, I'm going to take a shower !" Ica melengos, after previously giving a packet of fried food that is still warm to the hands of Galih, in fact he only walked to the front of the gate while snacking, rather than staying at home even told to blow a balloon.

A little bit of the krucil troops began to arrive carrying their respective bodyguards, whose birthday is a ribetnya mother mother, come and full of rich totality want to come to the stage, he said, starting from the Dawn next door neighbor of Momo's age, who was neat with his Lebaran shirt last year with Bu Endang, followed by other Momo friends with colorful parcels. It is estimated that the contents will not be far from soap, toothpaste, and toys, or stationery as well as sandals. Let Momo take her bath more diligently.

ka Novi, who used to host 17s in the rt neighborhood, acted as the opening act, Momo's birthday. The ica ? don't ask again, he prefers to stay behind the scenes with the dish plates for his guests Momo.

Tap..tap...

"Assynolayam !"

Almost all eyes turned to the source of the voice, a beautiful face with hedon style, it is certainly not akamsi (kampung kampung here).

"Daddyyyy !!" peekik Momo, the little princess was once again welcoming Jihad when her friend would start a happy birthday ritual for her.

The mother's reflexes tidied up her appearance, so if a handsome person passes by.

"Well, daddy, I'm going through !" he said excuse me in the middle of the crowd of guests, invite Jihad in to be his VIP guest.

"Who is Ca ?" ask Mira Tea. Ica who was munching on a cake bows his head, he then smiled wryly, it seems unsafe to bring Jihad home, he feels eliminated now.

"Momo's Daddy !" Ica replied sourly, Mira tea laughed seeing Ica knocked out by Momo.

"Sono tea ahead, his son's birthday, his mother even take care of food, let this Ica same mamah aja take care of !" pinta Ica, Mira tea nodded then walked past her to join in.

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