Me VS Crazy CEO's

I'm yours brother

"I'm sorry, if the honeymoon is a mess," Jihad rubbed Ica's hair when both of them were sitting in the plane seat.

Ica nodded in disagreement.

"Thank you, you made me smile, "Ica replied, her head could never escape from this man's shoulder.

"I'm sorry I'm not as romantic as Milo, I don't know how romantic" Jihad again kissed Ica's hand. Eve newlyweds are like that, bring a rich letter affixed stamps, sticky.

"You don't have to be romantic, just be Jihadnya me, cie had tumben I wise ya !" kekeh Ica was caught by Jihad while crying. Indeed, it seems that this couple is not destined to be the most romantic couple of the year at any time.

Fortunately, both of them are not in the National library, if so maybe they will be hit by a rame race because the cry continues. Until one of the two is silent because it has wandered into the dream realm, of course, not the Jihad of the person.

The journey is only taken for 2 hours, both are already at the airport. Book a taxi online directly to the residence of Jihad's parents.

"Byeah ! mama-kira is still a long time ?" asked aunt Vivi who was sitting in the middle seat while sipping tea.

"It was coming home tomorrow night, but Ji forgot mah, if tomorrow Nyepi, there will be no flight. Ji, have to get to Jakarta tomorrow, because the day after tomorrow there is an important meeting !" Jihad leaned on the sofa.

"Ko really jerked, just so the manten is busy. Ica left behind dong ?!" aunt Vivi rubbed Ica's back.

"Died is also not far mah, still around Jakarta, " replied Jihad.

"Well, have you eaten ?" ask mama.

"Udah was aunty.mah !" Ica shook her head in her call.

"Consense Ca, don't play the gang. Mama same papah ga bite !" seloroh aunty Vivi, Jihad laughed at him, immediately rewarded with a cynical look from Ica.

"You have it, take a break ! look out for Ji, don't go after the target too much, there's still tomorrow !" the pat of Riza's father on her shoulder made aunt Vivi protest.

"The papah ! if you are talking..like really !!! " aslohny. Both parents of Jihad turned out to be a frequency with Ica and her family.

"Cie ! do you know which room is which ? no need to be appointed ?!" tempt Jihad.

"You know, I've been here a few times, haven't I ?" ask Ica.

"2 times, once a time High School once again in the census mamah," replied Jihad.

Both enter "Hmmm, boys' room ! it's a sin I'm in here ?!" kikik Ica's.

"Sin, "answer Jihad.

"You go in with another guy" he continued.

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"Honey, don't want to make that memory here, make history ?" Jihad was looking at Ica who slept facing each other.

"Thank you, thank you !" Ica Germans.

"Let there be good memories in this room, before we move ?!" persuade Jihad has now switched to rubbing Ica's cheeks gently.

"Ga interest, "Ica replied again. Ica was forced to open her eyes that were almost asleep. Jihad's remarks about moving resuscitate him.

"Oh yeah, you said we moved, where?" ask Ica.

"To the moon ?!" the hardness of Jihad makes Ica throbbing.

"Ish, never seriously, "

"To our house bakwan, he wants tomorrow anyway, so when I start busy again, we already have a new house, our own house. Sorry not as big as this house. But it's the home that's been saving me, since school and part-time work. I just want to be in that house there are us and our children, "Ica giggled at the words of our children. It felt like there were a lot of flapping wings on his stomach.

"Children of children ? more than one dong ?" ask Ica.

"For sure, I want to make a team, "Jihad answered.

Ica's eyes immediately widened until almost out of place, "that's how you are pregnant, you are born too ! guess the factory knows what ? production every time !" omelette Ica.

"Many children much fortune, bakwan, "

"Many children many Istighfar, Nyi Blorong !"

"Yu, I'm proof !" Jihad has positioned itself against Ica.

"What do you want ?" tanya Ica is alert.

"You're being rushed, "he answered.

"What's being shaken ?" Ica retreat.

"My words are many children, many fortune !" answer Jihad. Look who's in action, crocodile boy? or the lizard's son.

"Ga ngaco bee, I'm sleepy ! tomorrow I'm going to teach you how to cook !" ica replied pushing the face of Jihad that had mengonyonk his lips ready to land on Ica's lips until he fell into the bed of Jihad section.

"Smuggle a yank, "pinta Jihad.

"Think of tea !" Ica turned her body.

"I bought a cilok jajan deh ! same ice cendol !" his ray.

"Eh yes bee, "Ica turned around again,

"Bang Galih there's a chat saying thank you, thank you what I don't know ?" ask Ica.

"There are !" jihad turned tempting. He always had a weapon to avenge Ica.

"Ihhh kepo !" Ica whine.

"Gasihhhh..ahhh don't want to tell you !" making a face full of hope Ica so snatched.

"I can ask myself, "

"Ask, if he told you. I told you not to let Ica know !" answer Jihad jumawa.

Jihad got out of bed and took his laptop. Ica who was originally sleepy is now fresh again because of the work of Jihad.

Ica went along, followed Jihad and continued to whine the heavy arm of Jihad.

"Bee, "Ica looks up.

Jihad smiled and touched the tip of Ica's nose.

"You want barter ? " ask her.

"Barter what ? ko I don't feel good anyway," asked Ica who already felt bad.

"You know if your husband is a businessman, there's a price to pay for information ?!" jihad tucked the hair behind Ica's ear.

"Do not twist, to the point, do not need to muter first through Monas directly to Gelora Bung Karno ! make it dizzy," Jihad laughed successfully snared back this innocent wife.

Crazy CEO snare is terrible, baby.

"I'll tell you, in return you follow what I ask !" jihad with a shitty face.

"OK on okay !" answer Ica.

"What are you asking for ?"

"I want one full night tonight, before tomorrow I'm busy ! honeymoon in Bali ? deal ?!"

"Why all night ?" ask Ica.

"World War 3 !" Jihad raised his eyebrows, since the first time he tried, it seemed to be opium and always less for him. Don't know maybe the inevitable newlyweds.

Ica put her face back, "you ain't cape what ? later if I arrive cape continue to sleep, you are rich again so the same gedebong banana dong ?!" Jihad laughed.

"Where ?" ask Jihad, Ica fondles nimang.

"Yes, what's the info ?" ask Ica.

"Okay, deal yes !"

"So before we get married, it's time for you to get treated. We have a gathering, I give you a step dowry for bang Galih." Ica is still listening with the hand held by Jihad.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to appreciate you, I don't mean to say that either. But if you say you must be repulsive."

"What do you give me ?" ask Ica.

"I love big cc motor, "

"I mean moge ?" Ica asked, Jihad nodded.

"And..." Jihad hung his words, but Ica was curious.

"And what ?"

"You have a family event you like hard if you want to transport your family, so yesterday's car was made bang Riski.I love to mamah same father, "Ica straightened her head. Just about to perch, Jihad has cut off Ica's speech.

"You don't get angry, this has been my decision, considering that my father and mother have been my dependents as well, itung itung change your position, getting married means I take you from your family, even though they have raised you from the womb until you can be this big, have not been able to reply, I have asked you from your family. Now let me change your position to make them happy !"

Jihad remembered very well the words of his father before going to Bali, while chatting only two, the chat between man to man.

"Still bee, "Ica embraced Jihad with a sobbing chest as she was moved.

"Same, so ? now it's your turn !" answer Jihad.

"I'm yours abangggg." replied Ica.

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