My wife's been misguided

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On tv plastered documentary about the most bizarre parenting experienced by babies of various species has reached the end. Now recap ranging from rank ten to rank one.

"Geez!" Seru Nesya suddenly and it was a success to make me shocked. "Babies of any species, funny-funny, yes!" He talked while wringing my hand.

'please squeeze that down too, dong nes, can't you?' My love is in my heart.

"Eh, you know what, I was carrying a baby. Oh, my God, that's funny. Where's her head so tiny again, right? keep her mouth cute. Oh my, yan. You don't want a baby?"

Oye! What does he mean? Maybe she wants to have a baby like me. Teroooss ngareepp!

"Depends," I replied calmly.

"Despite?" Nesya looked into my eyes.

"Yes, it depends on who the mother is." If her mother is lesbian, my son will be gay again. Find a straight mom, by now.

Nesya shut up. then. "If it's Siska's mother, you'll want to, yes?" Ask in a slow tone.

Lah? why bring people? "If she's divorced with Safik, maybe" I replied.

"You're dead love, are you the same as him?" Huh! males talks about the past. I live for the present and the future. "Why do you like him?"

"Move on, nes. He's my past. Mending talks about the future!" I must listen to the conversation quickly and in the shortest time.

"The success of the GMS will be advanced. I went to the cafe with his lawyer Surya." I continued without giving a pause to Nesya to throw me into the past. Put the ends to the leech again!

"Have you met Iwan?" He asked in disbelief, "Emang om Iwan isn't on board?"

"He has to go to Medan he said, watching his son's qualifying match for what student sports week, I forgot again." Nesya.

"Udahlah. Back to topic." I looked straight so I could see his face. "It is likely that Mr. Reno and Mr. Bima will ask for the position of President to be replaced immediately because the President is now sick."

Nesya's face immediately changed. His mouth breathed a tired breath. "I'm dizzy when told to think of the company," he said with a funny mouth.

Well, the right time to enter the material responsibility of shareholders. "You don't want to, you must think. Do you want a company that's been painstakingly built just as your father was falling apart?" She's quiet. Stare at the television screen.

"Actually, this is so similar to the condition of the mother before." Heh? we talk back about the past again? the males! "Mom doesn't like the company much. Fortunately he's dating his right-hand man grandpa, so be safe. Who was only a photographer of transportation, now a Travel company even has all hotels. Good thing mom used to be married to me." Richly I began to be able to imagine the direction of Nesya's conversation where.

"So, related you really care about the company, yes already, you are the one who takes care, huh?" He blinked spoiled while hugging my hand again.

"Well! I don't have much time. Once we're divorced, my shares go to CSR, and I'll live on my own income."

Nesya turned her head and immediately stared at my eyes intensely. "That's your company. You're the one who takes care, okay?"

Goddamnit! if his own son does not want to run the company. Why must I be the one who slams? Oya, forgot. It's not just about the fate of the company. It's about the fate of the children in the interior there. Patience, focus on the same goal.

"OKAY. I'll take care of the company. But I need you to support me a hundred percent" I said.

This is just in case, in case Mr. Reno or Pak Bima contact him to ngajak kongkalikong.

"Ready! I leave it to you. I want to find a job that can make you buy diamonds."

Hahey! even though if he is serious about managing the company, diamonds can be bought immediately, do not need to use a tube.

"Nes, are you sure?"

"What?"

Nesya took a long breath. "It's more principled than just work where. It's about life choices."

"Huh! about being a lesbian?" He nodded steadily. "Sorry, yes. I'm not sure you're happy with that guy."

"Don't sotoy!"

"So!" I looked into his eyes so he knew my words were serious. "If you feel the need to hide something from him, like rich how our relationship really is, then actually you are not happy with him. You are only comfortable for a moment but you are not happy." Nesya.

"Honestly, you're actually happier with me than with her, aren't you?" I spoke up and tried to sound convincing. In fact, this is just an attempt to instill suggestions. Well, the name is also a business, failure is not a problem.

Nesya was silent for a moment. Not answering at all. He just stood up and took the espresso that I brought from the cafe. His eyes glare. Keep turning around, looking at me like I'm measuring the distance between me and him.

What distance? Distance from eye to heart? hohohos.

Nesya's hand shook the brown-covered paper cup. The coffee must be almost cold by now.it might be too bitter to be sipped.

I waited until he spoke. But not by the way. What was on his mind, huh?

Finally he downed his espressos all at once. Waw! is not the most delicious coffee enjoyed as soon as possible?

Then he sat down next to me again . "I bete and sprained with Niko all night. For a long time, we have never fought rich. It's usually just a matter of watching what or eating what. But last night, it was really heavy."

Nesya threw the paper cup into the trash basket under the TV table. Logging in! also good accuracy.

"I barely slept last night." He took a breath before continuing, "It's good that there's you, so I can sleep."

His eyes did not lie. But I still don't know what he means. Especially when he bites his lips. It's hard for him to continue his talk.

"Every night." he continued and stopped again.

Hadeh! long time to say.

"Why?" I ask impatiently.

"You slept all night." Jiah! don't worry about it, too, Kaleee. "Keep me talking about it, huh? He confided in me who was asleep? Not wrong?

"Keep I hold your hand and say, 'hug me dong'." He bit his lips again

"Continue?" how am I supposed to be gini? next to me last night?

"Continue hugging me." huh? that really? when I sort it out? "I keep forgetting when exactly. Turns out I can sleep and it feels really good."

Can't wait for me. "And the points is...?"

"So late at noon too." he still continued the story. "I didn't intend to sleep. But when I hold your hand, you go right back and hug me." huh? his side? "and I unconsciously overslept." Nesya glanced at me while biting her lips again.

I don't know where the conversation is going. Does he want to ask for compensation because he's been in ketekin?

"And I became conscious..." It stopped again, stopped again. Long time, bye

"What?" I asked to be impatient.

"It turns out the safest place in the world is..." Nesya fell silent again and her eyes measured the distance again. "In your arms, yan!"

Jiaah! duaarr! Forgive me, help me. help me. I immediately do this... Help me!!!