Me VS Crazy CEO's

Gonjreng group

"Daddyyy !!!" screech Momo, rubbing her already watery eyes.

"Hay Momo, you cry ?" tanya Jihad squatted in equal height with Momo. If there is Jihad then Riski is forgotten by her own daughter.

"You're dad, but you can't daddy,"

"Loh, Ji ! kirain said your Ica to Bogor ?" ask mama.

"Yes mah, it was again in Bogor, but because it was finished, so just go home, "he replied.

"Drink first, "Ica opened the kitchen door curtain that is directly connected to the middle room.

Ica put a coffee cup in front of the table.

"Ji, I'm staying first ! burn the fat !" he showed her to massage her own stomach skin.

"Yes bang, which burns a lot so keep six pack !" answer Jihad.

"Older brother is very difficult Ji, want six pack even back again so one pack, which is filled with lube until lipet lipet !" imbuh Mira tea.

Galih who focused on the screen hape laughed without looking, hearing the outpouring of hearts of the wife.

"Si*@lan loe laughs !" Riski threw the flip flops from the doorway towards Galih.

"Everything here, Ica's room still likes to be empty. No one's calling" pinta dad.

"It's late too,"

"Ca, still nauseous ?" ask mama.

"Drink ginger milk try Ca, "proposed ka Novi.

"Still mah, little bit. Yes no. males buy her !" answer Ica lazing.

"Co room ga dipake Ara ?" ask Ica.

"It's good to have Ara dipake, but he said he still doesn't dare to sleep alone, "answered ka Novi.

"Why are you, sick ?" ask Jihad, Ica shook her head.

"Ga tau bang, from the afternoon nausea is not healed ! because that's because it's ! girl, wear perfume rich fragrance dangdut !" skink.

"Independently ! the masculine fragrance is said to be a biduan perfume, his idols are gesrek !" answer Galih.

And once again, Ica vomited again for the 3rd time, tonight.

"You sick ? go to doctor yu !" take Jihad, but Ica shakes her head. Jihad led Ica into the room. Rooms are far from large, far from the size of their rooms in the house. A silent witness where Ica grows up to be a pretty bar girl.

Jihad circulated his views, as long as Ica knew, he just knew what Ica room was like. So many actors from ginseng country, Ica idol.

"God ! it's a patch, from what era ?" as his eyes scrutinized one by one the posters of Korean actors.

"Ga tau forgot, the rich time of the era smp, I want to be removed but baby, let's make memories, there's a track record if I'm a suitcase, " Ica shakes her shoulder. Ica is a neat girl, the goods she left here are still neatly arranged, although there are not too many items and space in this room, even though in the corner there is only a suitcase belonging to Jihad, but so it looks full because the room is not too big, even impressed narrow. There was no AC, only a fan above the sky.

"As long as I know you, only now do I know your room !" Jihad laid Ica in a bed of mattress size 3. The bed has been replaced so it is still soft, although not as plump as the bed at home.

"Honey, I want a massage ?" bargaining Jihad who had changed his shirt with a t-shirt, Ica nodded.

"Mijitnya not where ! why have you come home, can't you believe the business is done ?!" Ica squinted her eyes. The hand of Jihad thrusts into the arm, up to the shoulder of Ica.

"It just so happened that his client came early, I asked for a meeting to be brought forward. The rest is just a client stay just as clearly doang the contents of the agreement to be the business of Mr. Muni with Juwita, "now Jihad even fall with Ica, Ica, the old Ica bed produced a creaking sound as the one above it moved.

"Rekitpa..."

"Dreegett...."

Jihad hugged Ica from the side watching Ica's increasingly chubby, glowing face. Ica laughed to hear it, every time there was a movement it was ascertained that the bed was always sounding.

"The size of your mattress supports the bakwan, "Ica turned her head, until now they were facing each other, the distance between the two was only a few cm.

"You can't macem here, the bed sounds like you're moving, "Ica laughs.

"Who said ?" Jihad smiled in skew.

"You all know if we're doing anything again ?"

"Not in bed do we admit it !" Ica pinched Jihad's waist, then turned her back until the two faced each other. There was no space as a distance between them.

Both are in their own eyes. Slowly but surely, Jihad advanced his face and pressed his lips together. Inspired by the atmosphere, until both of them are equally surprised by the sound of the door knock.

"Ateu !!! daddy !! Momo wants to bobo here, "the little girl who hugs this doll elsanya, already standing in front of the door of Ica's room.

Ica laughed at the scorching face of Jihad and the weary sigh that came out of the mouth of Jihad.

"Failed to record history in your room, "he lamented.

"Momos !! can't disturb Ateu Ica same daddy dong !" mira's tea drew the hands of her son who was crying and whining.

There was also the sound of laughter Galih as if satisfied, "disturb Mo, do not love saggy ! the third man started acting !"

Jihad opened the door to his room.

"Momo want bobo together with atheu same daddy ?" ask her.

"Don't Ji, it'll be disturbing !" mira's tea answered still pulling Momo's hands tighter crying. Know Momo that Jihad and Ica will have fun.

Ica came out of the doorway.

"What kind of tea, justin Momo nginep here aja, "

"Yeee nginep !!!" the girl jumped up in joy.

Ica frowned, "want to sleep where bang ?"

Jihad put Momo on the edge while he and Ica really stuck not far away, even Ica slept really well in the arms of Jihad.

"This is what you want, bang !" Jihad laughed.

Throughout the night Momo spoke at length mapping in the air his words, about friends, the film until gradually his mouth just stay kamit and stop talking, stop talking, omens Momo has entered into the dream realm with Ica's hand rubbing the girl's forehead.

"I'm not a yank ?" tanya Jihad was right in Ica's ear, letting out heat at Ica's nape.

"Guy bang, uh !" Jihad put his index finger in front of his lips. Something hard and clay feels challenging stuck in the pan * ta tnya.

Still had time in this emergency time entong even woke up from his sleep.

Jihad awakens Ica, "want to try something new ?" raise his eyebrows.

"Ih, "Ica wants to blow her laughter but she remembers that noise will surely wake the whole house up, until she smothers her own mouth.

Jihad raises Ica's body to sit on her study table, and embarks on a love adventure, Ica can only bite her lower lip so as not to make a sound that can make the feathers of the occupants of the house bristling like it used to be. Clutching Jihad's shoulder as a grip for him. Occasionally Jihad must silence Ica's mouth with his lips. Something new in an emergency. Ica is a friend of mine to learn from. Friends learn in the real sense.

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Huwekkk....

The state of Ica further made Jihad worried. Both are still the same as the events of the past.

"We check yes !"

"No debate, no repulsion !" pinta Jihad, Ica nodded resignedly, he then sat himself on the dining table chair.

"Still vomiting Ca ?" ask mama. The trailing Jihad sat next to him.

"Still, "the answer is lethargic, as if his energy has been drained, having previously tried something new with Jihad and just fell asleep at 1 pm.

"To the doctor, Ji, he was afraid of pain." welcome to Novi who was there to prepare breakfast.

"Yes ka, already have breakfast to the hospital, "Ica's mother offers warm sweet tea glasses for her son and daughter-in-law. Bang Riski as usual will wrestle the toilet with Galih. With a hape and a cigarette in his hand as a friend beginning the day, his red towel wrapped around his neck, Galih sat on a wooden bench in front of the bathroom.

"Next to oyyyy !!" peekit Risky's.

"There's dad !" answer Galih.

"Tumben's father left in the morning ?" ask Ica.

"Yes now he works non-shift" replied Mamah. Jihad laughed silently at the morning crowd at Ica's house.

"Momo still sleeping Ca ?" ask Mira tea.

"Still tea, sleep is so good !"

"That's what the story is, you three are enough ? is the Ica mattress small ?" ask mama. Ica and Jihad glanced at each other, because they continued their sleep on the thin palembang mattress below, as well as continuing their hot activities.

"In enough tea, "close Ica.

"Hunt of bang ! I have an impromptu inspection from the supervisor !!" Galih banged on the bathroom door.

"Once again bang, at best pick up the girl she mah ! don't ghosting keep coming, seriously ! son of a loe php in !" Ica sipped the sweet tea in front of her.

"Be busy, you ! I'm looking for the right one, not yet !" answer Galih.

"I mean you haven't found out who wants to accept the state of your pocket ?" ica's laughter followed Riski's laughter from inside the bathroom.

"Ga do not laugh loe bang, how are the widows next door ?!" chuckle Galih.

"Opaan loe ! don't be slandered ! I am loyal !" circus Riski.

"God !!! ck ck ! mira tea, pancung aja Pancung tea !" reply Ica.

"This is the same in the morning ?" ask Jihad to laugh.

"This is usually Ji, a group of gonjreng if it's already that's it !" replied Mira's tea came from the direction of the middle room.

"The former who often sat waiting on the bench Ica, "appointed mamah on the bench occupied by Galih.

Ica held her forehead and stomach, the nausea coming again. When Riski just came out, Ica immediately ran inside and vomited there.

"Allahuakbar !!! Icots ! being dragged away !"

"Ca, "

"Huwekkk !!!"

"Loe ga what's Ca ?" Galih turns off the online game and his cigarette and helps his sister as well as the approaching Jihad. Ica walked out after it was finished. But when he was just in the bathroom doorway, his body felt heavier and his vision blurred. It was like there was a small sting that made his body limp for a moment. And everything went dark.

"That's !!!!"

The galih closest to Ica catches his sister's body.

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