Me VS Crazy CEO's

Pose hugging wife

The arrival of mamah Vivi is like a new spirit for Ica.

"Take a title here sir ! it's nice at the pool deck, the inn is so quiet !" show mamah Vivi instruct Mr. Eri to put his gym carpet in a small garden next to the pool.

"This is ma'am ?!" ask her.

"Sip !" mamah Vivi gave her thumbs up.

"Here bi, follow yoga !" take Ica, but bi Denok shook his head.

"Yang aunty knows, Yoga mah a neighbor's child," he added helped Ica down 3 steps to the park. Ica has worn her leggings and t shirts.

"This is my son !" Ica behind mom. The activities brought by mamah Vivi can at least put aside Ica's thoughts about Jihad.

"As beginners, we take the easy first, actually yoga there are stages Yama, Niyama, Asana, Pranayama, Pratyahara, Dharana, Dhyana, Samadhi, it can not be done anywhere. But we take beginner yoga only yes !"

Let alone know the meaning, given the term of the term that just mamah Vivi mentioned Ica had forgotten. All he knows is aerobics and zumba exercises that are usually done by mothers in his village kalo again there is a shocked market, in front of indoapril, which if you buy coupons there is a door.

The atmosphere this morning was so quiet, supportive to calm the mind, there was only the sound of rustling pool water.

Mamah Vivi guided Ica into a stretching motion.

"This is the Mountain pose !" the body of Ica is straight with both hands straight up. Feeling the warm sunlight on the skin. After a few minutes, mamah Vivi changed the movements.

"Downward facing dog, inhale and exhale !" Ica follows Vivi's mamah body shape which is like a triangle, with the soles of her feet attached to the carpet, as well as her head that bends with both hands straight and palms touching attached to the carpet.

"German !" he said, Ica glanced and followed her mother-in-law back by re-regulating her breath, helping oxygen and blood circulation to the brain so that the brain relaxes again.

"Tree pose !" now his body is like a straight tree pose with the right leg placed on the left thigh and both hands straight forward in a do'a position,"

"This is cobra pose !" lirih mamah Vivi, forming her body like one type of snake, by lying face down on the floor straightening the legs, until both insteps are attached to the carpet, and the back of the foot is, lifting the head up to the stomach with the focus of both palms attached to the carpet.

Mamah Vivi just taught these five movements, and asked Ica to repeat everything by explaining while relaxing her brain and mind.

Ica did well while her mouth was breathing out.

The jihad that had just come with his tired face, was interested in seeing and disturbing his wife who was being taught by his mother.

At first he was just peeking in the doorway, but his heart was moved to disrupt Ica's efforts for yoga. One day he did not judge his wife, his life felt bland.

So focused Ica while closing her eyes, she did not realize that now her husband was beside her. Though anyone will know because the masculine perfume Jihad will be felt from a distance.

Mamah Vivi who saw the nosy intentions of Jihad, dragged her son from the side while shaking her head, but Jihad clenched both her hands in front pleading.

Mamah Vivi let go of her hand and entered.

"Tree pose !" said Ica.

Cups !

"It's a wife's pose !" Jihad hugged Ica from behind and kissed Ica's cheek, Ica opened her eyes.

"Well, where are you ?!" tanya Ica lowered her hand.

"I'm missing first, tring ! " the answer is sloppy, though,

Pukk !

Ica hit Jihad's chest while turning her body.

"Cie, another yoga ?!" ask Jihad.

"Hm, if gini mamah feels mosquito !" mamah Vivi said in the doorway holding a glass, apparently mamah Vivi took drinking water.

"You rich gini pose what mah ?!" tanya Jihad squealing holding Ica ala bridal style.

"Eh, "Ica reflexively draped her hand around Jihad's neck.

"That's a ready pose..."

"Who is ready what ?"

"Prepare to take it to the hot bed ! inget ! don't just ! Ica just healed !" mama showed me the power of her mother's fingers.

"Anything ate ?!" ask Ica, Jihad shakes.

"Can, "

"What time is it here ?" ask Jihad.

"So 7 o'clock, abis papah left, papah nebeng kesininya, "mamah Vivi sat at the dinner table and peeled fruits. Ica brought food for Jihad.

"Have you eaten ?" tanya Jihad is ready to feed the rice.

"Udah was with the ghost, "Ica smiled.

"Thank you, Ica feel there is a cement, fitting no brother !"

"Same, coincidentally mamah again free, "

"Such a language is free again," led Jihad.

"I went upstairs to take a shower, " said Ica, called mamah Vivi and Jihad.

Only 15 minutes later Jihad had finished eating, and followed to the room. Always in a state of coincidence. Ica just came out with a towel still wrapped around her body and her wet hair.

"Hm, I have to stock a lot of patience ! " Jihad opens his dirty shirt. Ica chuckled, the temptation of married couples can not be underestimated.

Ica approached and pulled the nape of the Jihad together. The fragrance of soap and Ica shampoo fills the smell of Jihad. Like private brand drugs, the fragrance makes Jihad opium. Her lips moved touching Ica's chewy lips. His hands pulled Ica's waist to get closer together.

"How can I stop bakwan ?!" ask the raucous Jihad.

"I will refuse, "Ica replied chuckling.

"Try to reject me !" Jihad dropped Ica onto the bed, and sipped her even more greedily, until she descended to Ica's smooth neck, leaving her mark there.

"Bang, " said Ica with great difficulty.

"Hm, "Jihad is still there.

"Semalem what's the problem ?" apparently this is Ica's trick for Jihad to say the problem. Jihad let go of the milk-white neck that now has traces in his name, keeping his face in a position above Ica, but not ndiih.

"There are employees who committed suicide, "fitting on the 25th floor of the finance division !" answer Jihad.

"Huh ?! who ?!" asked Ica he reflexes immediately rose up to make his forehead both banged.

"Dukk !!"

"www !!"

"If you want a bullfight in the arena there, don't equal my head !" Jihad is not just a swipe, but Ica as well.

"Shock me !"

"I'm more shocked, you're bent on that !"

"I'm sorry, not intentionally !" Ica laughs.

"I think your forehead is as hard as concrete, it turns out to be a block of a human head, " replied Ica again laughing.

"I thought I was a robocop, all steel, " complained Jihad.

"Bo*doh employee where bang committed suicide ?!" Ica did not think anyone sebo*doh was doing silly actions. Whether the problem is to choose to end his own life.

"You want the office girl we were in the toilet at the time ?" ask Jihad, Ica nodded.

"Bak Sari !!!" exclaiming Ica glared, Jihad nodded.

"Oh my God !!!" Ica shut her mouth.

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