Me VS Crazy CEO's

Don't get sick later I'm sad

Jihad does not come with a banded gift or wrapped in colorful paper. After the candle blow and cut cake, this man still faithfully holds Momo, as if he were Momo's biological father. Or don't let him be the changed father ?

Almost everything has emptied the house, the remaining waste of colorful crepe paper waste scattered and food waste.

"Momo" Jihad in Momo's pugnacious nose like a Persian cat. Momo's tiny hand stopped from opening the gift, then turned to look at Jihad.

"To me jealous anyway !" said Ica who was immediately rewarded with a head toyoran from Riski and Galih.

"I've got you whole honey" Jihad aside, making others laugh amusedly, including Ica.

"Yes daddy, " answered Momo.

"Daddy Ji has a gift for Momo, but this one can't be touched or eaten, "Jihad replied, then Momo frowned cute little.

Jihad later issued several tickets for the Duf4n tour.

"Wuihhhh, take the road !!" decak Galih approached Momo and looked at the ticket that Jihad had handed over.

"Jeez Ji, don't bother bother.." exclaimed Mira Tea and bang Riski is not good.

"Ga what bang, tea.biar Momo seneng," replied Jihad.

It wasn't Momo who exclaimed but Rara, "Ara wants to join !!!!"

"It's got Momo, ka Allaaaa !" momo replied arguing.

"Oeyy.oyyy ! here's a ticket there's a lot of, no need to wrestle, "the Galih leerai when these two nieces of his argue.

"Asikkk Momo who my birthday is splashed, "cloak Galih dipped the ticket.

"But, shy maluin.y childhood ga happy, " ledek Ica.

"The rich are not the same, you are also if you are the most in the culvert !" answer Galih.

"Think I cu*rut !!" sumpul Ica throws Galih with plastic glass.

"Loe are both the same ! childhood is less of a picnic !" answer Riski.

"When did you buy the bee ticket ?" tanya Ica raised her eyebrows next door while showing one of her tickets.

"Oh, that was the morning of the courtiers," replied Jihad, while Ica was oh long in response.

"His aunt Momo ain't dapet daddy ?!" Ica put on a big smile by playing her two forefinger head she leaned towards seducing Jihad.

"Auntie Momo wants what a gift, uh but the gift is already in front of my eyes, " replied Jihad.

"Where ?"

"Me, "the whisper of Jihad in Ica's ear, makes Ica's face heat up instantly like it's on a stove.

And the next morning they did go to that place, Momo who just knew what Duf4n was, jumping up and down in joy. Bang Riski smiled at the happy face of his son,

He patted Jihad's shoulder, "thanks,"

"Same bang, "Jihad answered.

All day they spend time like family in general, with Jihad that can already be entered into the Ica family. Some of the rides they enter, coupled with the Ica and Galih debates that always want to win each other.

"This is Momo's boy what is Ara, who's even at their fight ?" tanya ka Novi shook her head. Riski who walked side by side with Jihad patted Jihad on the shoulder.

"Patient to face Ica, Ji, he is rich. Thank you for accepting Ica as it is, "spirited Riski is full of meaning.

"Thank you for believing in me, too, bang."

Riski carves a thin smile at Jihad and takes Momo to the doll palace.

The time of their marriage is only just counting the days, Jihad is still busy with his work that never ends, as well as Ica with a myriad of activities and lectures, until he often misses meal time.

"Ca, you sick ?" evi asked, looking at Ica's face that looked pale and limp.

Ica just grimaced, "my power is no longer feeling good aja deh Vi," added Ica holding her forehead which began to feel spinning.

Ica just remembered the incident the other day when she and Jihad caught Sari crying in the bathroom. He even still keeps a tespeck tool belonging to Mbak Sari in his bag.

Ica reached into her bag, the intention of the heart wanted to give it to mbak Sari and invite her to talk, who knows she can help, even though all this time she and Mbak Sari were eternal enemies.

Just now he was standing, something felt by him, his stomach felt shaken and his head was getting dizzy.

"Uhuuk huwek, "Ica shut her mouth that did not issue anything, until Evi suddenly saw it.

"Gubrakkk !!!"

Ica's body collapsed instantly, instantly,

"That's !!!" Evi and the general division staff help the unconscious Ica.

"Sir ! Ica....!" Tio ran and forced his way into the room of Jihad.

Jihad's big step towards the general division room, he hastily saw Ica still unconscious on the sofa covered in Tio's jacket.

"Why is it ?" tanya Jihad sat beside Ica, trying to pat the girl.

"Ica passed out sir, she was sick again, " replied Andar.

"Let me take it to my room, "Jihad answered.

"Wait sir, I'm coming !" pinta Evi and Tio.

"Oh Allah, Ica why Ji ?" jowita asked in a panic.

"Ta, have the ob bring warm water and eucalyptus, "pinta Jihad, Juwita nodded. Jihad opened his suit and he used it to cover the part of Ica's skirt that seemed short so as not to be knocked out. Jihad opened and put a bottle of eucalyptus oil in front of Ica's nose, until Ica's eyebrows began to twitch. The girl slowly opened her eyes.

"Darling, drink first !" pinta Jihad offers a glass of water. Ica tried to get up with a massage of her head, she still collected her life.

"I'm sorry, if I'm sassy !" said Evi started the conversation.

Jihad turned to him, "yes what is it ?"

Tio and Evi who were sitting next to each other nudged, with her nervous face Evi cleared her throat to expel the discomfort in the heart.

"Ca what are you pregnant ?" ask Evi worry.

"Huh ?!" Jihad frowned, and Juwita was still inside.

"Uhukkk ! i ? pregnant ?!!" Ica who had just returned from her subconscious immediately glared and realized 100 percent.

"Huh ?! loe both ?" show Juwita to judge. Ica and Jihad.

"This, "Evi shows a tespeck with a two-striped red state on Ica. But then Ica laughed.

"Gue is just plain sick, Vi, rich because of soy sauce, not pregnant. It's not mine !" answer Ica.

Evi and Tio massaged her chest in relief, as well as grimacing in embarrassment.

"Bee, this is loh ! have mbak Sari, I used to want to love the same person," explained Ica.

"Some of you say you still hold the goods of people, so people misunderstand," replied Jihad.

Juwita laughed with the silliness that Ica always made.

"Like to make a scene !" laughter Juwi.

"Where Ica may be pregnant, I'm not unboxing yet, not yet legal !" jihad does not accept.

"Heheheheh, sorry Ca.pak Alvian.sudzon first, if so we pay back to work first !" evi replied, Tio is more silent now, after the incident he expressed his feelings for Ica last time. He still did not dare to open his mouth in front of Jihad except for such a precarious thing.

"Yes, you guys are back at work, let Ica stay here."

Upon the return of the three men, Jihad looked at Ica narrowed.

"You sick ? why didn't you say ?" tanya Jihad held onto Ica's forehead with the back of her hand.

"It's new, "Ica replied briefly.

"We're going to the hospital ?!" take Jihad, but Ica shakes her head. If at home with the drug sachetan in the stall alone is enough.

"Go on, it's just not feeling well until you have to go to the hospital," Ica replied shook her head.

"Would you like to be taken home or here ?" tanya Jihad rubbed Ica's hair.

"Here you go, see you work, "Ica replied spoiled in the arms of Jihad.

"The power is clear said Evi, you are pregnant ! since when did Momo become infected ?" Jihad giggled to make Ica hit him on the shoulder.

"Nake it ! we're not doing anything, "

"Still sure I don't why what's wrong ?" tanya Jihad again teases Ica.

"Surely !"

"Don't hurt, I'll be sad !" jihad imitates the style of Dilan.

"Dih jiji, "idik Ica. Although Ica's face was pale but there was at least a line of mesem mesem-like smiles there.

"Ko jiji, learn romantic bakwan, soon we become partners in life, no romantic period, if not romantic how to make a baby.." seductive Jihad again, lain romantic, the face of this girl flushed like steamed shrimp hearing the word baby, Ica who was not used to Jihad's flirting and seduction obviously rewarded Jihad with a pinch of pinch on this man's waist. He did not expect that the man he used to know the cause of gossip at school, became his best friend and quarrel friend, would suddenly become his bedmate later, making Jihad small and Ica small.

"Would you eat, right ? I'm doing food, so you won't wait for me to work, "bluh Jihad.

"Yes," Ica's great-grandson.

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