My husband is my brother-in-law

Kinan The Dizzying Imran The Vomiting

After the streets were over Imran and his staff headed to the warehouse

This section shows the boxes containing monitors that have been assembled and ready for circulation that has been packed in one cardboard

Imran looks mangosteen hearing the explanation of the Cloud "We go straight to the office of Mister" He asked

They walked out of the building one other building

After arriving there, Imran was greeted by all staff who were working in the office

"Products We are much in demand of customers. From children to adults all rely on these items"

Imran nodded again

"Mister wants to pay a visit to the outlet that is in the mall ??" Ask enthusiastically

"no need. Jovan's always up to date on that"

Jovan nodded

After the conversation is over, it's time to return to Jakarta

-

As usual, Jovan has always been a driver as well as his assistant

Kinan was sitting in the middle behind Jovan's chair. While Vanis was sitting neatly in the back

Zira who wanted to sit side by side with Kinan, Iapun sat in the seat of the usual part Imran sat in

Imran was the last one to enter, and his chair was filled with Zira "Eh, why sit here. Sitting in the back"

"Sister... Please I want to sit here" she refused while seducing

"Can't do it"

"With Brother Kinan, Brother"

"Can't do it"

"Sister sitting in front. Or not sitting in the back"

"No. If you have said no. Step aside" Imran keeps dragging Zira's ears "Rear"

Zira still looks solid and does not want to move

Imran who did not want to lose, Iapun immediately took Kinan's folding fan, then shook his head Zira "Side no??!"

"Ouch" Zira scratching "Sick Brother"

"Dijewer is not sick. The turn in the fan says it hurts. Move aside"

"Yes, yeah. Fanned what. People are being hacked. Front can??"

"Rear!!"

"Isa. Cheeky times have an older brother" Gergutu make Zira get a tabokan again from Imran "Ha-ah"

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On the way, Imran constantly asks Kinan's wish "Want to buy what?" His whisper while rubbing Kinan's stomach

"He-em" Deheman Zira crumbs making Vanis smile and Jovan glances through the upper rearview mirror

Imran just smiled and his hand still remained above Kinan's stomach

"I don't want anything. I'm just dizzy and want to rest" Kinan replied honestly

Imran's hand turned to Kinan's head "You dizzy?? Wanna puke?"

Kinan closed his eyes and shook his head "Mas, massage"

Zira's head looked forward to "Kak Imran's struggle. Kinan's brother is dizzy"

Imran looks back at "Husss"

Both will collide face to face

Zira pulled her back and smothered in "Basic. I said Mother loh-"

"Huss" Imran again gave a warning to keep Zira quiet

"Ih. Why the hell"

"You better shut up. Rest, travel is still a long way"

"Hem, I know"

-

Arriving in Jakarta, Imran wants to go home. This time Kinan was completely asleep and seemed to be hard to wake up

After the car stopped in the yard of his house, Kinan without being told to open his eyes

"Mas"

"Eh, are you awake?"

"Already"

"Still dizzy?" Ask Imran

"Still"

"All right, you want a sling?"

Kinan smiled shyly "No. I can walk by myself"

"Okay, watch out for the descent"

Imran embraces Kinan who has gotten off the car. Kinan really looks lush "If you can't afford to walk, here I'm carrying"

"No need to" he refused

"Why? Embarrassed?"

Jovan and Vanis had brought him something he had bought on the way home

"We put the groceries on the table, huh Sir ??" Vanis Permit

After Vanis and Jovan put Imran's groceries, they walked forward

"Eh, don't go yet. You guys rest a minute. Let it be eaten first" Prevent Imran

"No need sir. There's a lot of work still waiting" replied Vanis honestly

"Jovan??" Ask Imran

"Sama Sir. You can't go to the office anymore, can you?" Jovan answered and asked

Imran slight dilemma "It seems can't. My head is also a little dizzy. My stomach wasn't good either" Suddenly the taste got into her

"Sick father ?? / Is it sick ?? / Brother is sick ???" Four adults asked at the same time

Imran passes it and runs towards the kitchen "Huweekkkk"

Kinan looked up at "Zira. I'm the dizzy one. Why did Imran vomit"

"Tau??"

Imran comes with a slightly ruffled topknot "Bik...!! Ambuline Bowl Bik !!" He shouted as the four people were waiting for him

Kinan immediately ran to the back followed by Zira, Vanis and also Jovan

"What does Mas want?"

"No need. Bibik has already taken his bowl. You sit down"

Kinan sat down with his worried face "Mas was vomiting?"

Imran nodded at the same time received the bowl that had been filled with mango sweets that made Kinan swallow

Imran drank the sauce yellow mixed red because of the chili "Seger" Then Imran looked at Kinan "Mau?? I'm bribe??"

Kinan wanted to but was embarrassed to nod

"Here, let's try" Imran feeds the sauce to Kinan "Where? Yummy??"

"Enak Mas"

"Non's built it himself, huh?" Suddenly, my aunt asked that question

"Bukain Bik" Imran said in the end

They both enjoy eating the sweets, but seem unwilling to offer to others who are still there. Especially Bibik and Zira

Imran came out with lips that were still flushed "Loh. You two still here?" Show it to Jovan and Vanis

"Yes still sir"

"Hem" Imran

"And you haven't given the order yet" Vanis said asking for support from Jovan

Jovan nodded

"Oh" Imran immediately picked up the two envelopes he used to share when rewarding his employees outside of overtime money "This is for you. I can't go to the office anymore. See you tomorrow"

"Good Sir. As much as possible we will handle your company well"

"Yes. Report progress"

"Ready Sir" replied Vanis. Jovan just slicked his shoulder

Both of them had gone out and left the court

Imran immediately went up to the second floor where his room was

-

He saw, Kinan had fallen asleep on the sofa with a sitting position and his legs crossed

Imran sat on the sofa. Giving a massage to his feet made the owner open his eyes "Enak Mas"

Imran smiled "Why don't you ask him to get a massage"

Kinan smiled "Mas is tired. I dare not ask for it"

"Ck. I'm your husband. You're still scared of that"

"The mother vomited. Mas sick?" Kinan changed the topic. Kinan was a little unpleasant especially Imran did not continue his work and even worked half a day

"No idea. Suddenly my stomach didn't feel good and my head got dizzy"

Kinan's hand raised up to hold Imran's forehead "If you get dizzy, rest"

Imran shook his head "Now not. Sleeping in a mattress. It's narrow"

"Mas does not want to say anything" he asked to make Imran squash for a moment

Tuk tuk

Imran pointed at Kinan's forehead with his index finger "Why? You scared? Let's move"

Kinan sat down and stood up "No. It's just, I'm not feeling well anymore"

"If you're close to me my body is good"

Kinan was silent

Imran poked Kinan's nose while smiling broadly "Hey, what a dumbass"

"Masa Masa so melow that. Kayak is not Mas"

"Ah already. Anyway I want to take a nap" he said as he pulled Kinan's arm

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