Paid's Son-in-law

62.Very devious brain

After spending time talking to Hajar. Misra's mother went back downstairs. He also conveyed what Hajar said to her.Mother Misra sat her body before speaking.

"Hajar asks the Madam to return her payment before marriage. He also asked for another fee, to be your son-in-law again. Madam also has to pay for it which already contains a grandchild for you. And during pregnancy, she won't meet, worried that her baby looks like a mistress. So meet her after giving birth" explained Misra's mother smiling.

"It's so tingling with his brain" grunted Mrs Belinda.

While Chandra hardened his jaw, anxious to hear the requirements to make up with his mother.

"Basar matre, really a paid daughter-in-law" he murmured.

Misra's mother laughed. Hajar is the result of his upbringing. She who formed the character of Hajar became a matre girl.

Chandra stood up from his seat, to return to the room. It felt like Chandra wanted to throw his wife into the goat pen, if only Hajar was no longer pregnant.

Chequek!

Hearing the door open, Hajar turned his glance towards Chandra who had just entered, while casually chewing the food in his mouth.

"Darling! you are right!." Chandra immediately attacked Hajar on his lips. Maybe his wife wants to extort his mother's wealth.

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After the morning shower, Hajar who was still wearing a towel walked towards the closet. He opened the closet door and took Chandra's shirt, put it on, and combined it with a span skirt that was only two fingerprints long from the shirt.

"Why wear my shirt?" asked Chandra who just came out of the bathroom using only a towel on her waist.

"Sure, I'm tired of wearing my shirt" replied Hajar busy buttoning Chandra's shirt on his body.

"You go to college dressed like that?" tanya Chandra makes sure, see the shirt that is in the big Hajar wear.

"Funny, isn't it Om?" Hajar twisted his body in front of the glass that pulled on the door of the closet.

"Dangerous!" chandra looked for clothes for him. Because Hajar is busy taking care of himself. Never prepared a work shirt for her.

"Om not sure the style" Hajar took a belt of silver chain models, wrapped around it to his waist. Then put a round antique the size of a child's bracelet on his ear.

"Hey! what did you do my son. Open your belt, my son will be suffocating inside." Chandra approached Hajar, then opened the chain-modeled belt from his wife's waist."Some of you want to go to college, why it has to be all-style."

Chandra also replaced the Hajar span skirt with a longer and looser skirt and then partially unbuttoned the shirt shirt, then tied the two ends with hair rubber.

"This is better" Chandra said.

Hajar looked at his appearance in front of the mirror glass, it turned out that the style of dress made by Chandra was better than before, even though the protruding stomach was very clearly visible.

"Don't torture our baby." Chandra hugged Hajar from behind and stroked elus Hajar's stomach gently.

"My stomach is starting to look big" said Hajar to caress his stomach. Now the content is three months older.

"What's wrong, you look more beautiful, and s*ksi" said Chandra, peeking at Hajar's cheek from the side.

"Behold if Om is a tiger out there" said Hajar pouting.

Chandra smiled, since Hajar was pregnant, his wife was very jealous."There you are, Om don't want anything else."

Hajar smiled again, turning his body towards Chandra and wrapping his hands around his neck.

"Snack" spoiled Hajar.

Arriving at the dining room, Chandra sat Hajar in one of the empty seats. And went straight to the kitchen to make breakfast for his wife with his own hands. When he finished, take him straight to the table.

"Let's have breakfast" said Chandra putting his homemade omelette in front of Hajar.

Hajar directly devoured it, since pregnant Hajar really likes Chandra cuisine. Although the cuisine is delicious. And even the taste of the dish is not tasty, Hajar likes it, which is important Chandra who cooks it.

Chandra rubbed Hajar's head gently, then sat his body down to eat breakfast prepared by the maid. After breakfast, Chandra takes Hajar to campus, and leaves for work.

Chandra stopped his vehicle at the campus parking lot. And Hajar immediately opened the door beside him to come down. Naomi was waiting for him there.

"Honey, Om go straight away, then tell me if it's home" said Chandra peeked at Hajar's forehead while rubbing his stomach.

"Yes Papa"Hajar kissed Chandra's lips back, and her cheeks. Making her red lipstick stick to Chandra's cheeks.

Naomi who saw him twisting his eyeballs. A moment of pecking, there was no boss, he thought.

"There's a quick descent, Naomi is already upset waiting for you" said Chandra smiling.

"Hm! your daughter is easily upset. Looks like it's the nature of his Grandmother's offspring" Hajar replied.

"Don't dislike my grandmother too much. Later your child will look more like Grandma" said Naomi who stood beside the car door.

"Oh! No!" rebut Hajar quickly. He didn't like the old Grandma's shitty, hot-ass face."My son can only look like me and my husband" Hajar said trying to get out of the car.

"We'll see" Naomi said, helping Hajar out.

Chandra just shook his head in response to his wife who did not want their child's face to look like Lady Belinda.

After Hajar closed his car door, Chandra immediately drove his car to the company. Hajar and Naomi walk into the classroom.

Arriving at his office, Bryan was already waiting for him inside. When Chandra stepped onto his desk, Bryan felt nauseous.

Oek!

Chandra's steps stopped hearing Bryan wanted to vomit." You why?" tanyanya.

"Lack of feeling good, sir. It seemed to catch a cold" Bryan replied still covering his mouth with a hand. Bryan was nauseous when he smelled Farpum Chandra coming into the room.

"Break up if you're sick" Chandra approached Bryan to confirm whether his assistant had a fever or not.

"Don't come any closer, sir" Bryan's voice rang out a gargle as he spoke shutting his mouth.

"Why? My feeling didn't stink" Chandra stared in surprise at Bryan.

"Pardon me, sir. I don't like the smell of Mr. Farpum" said Bryan, worried that his master was offended.

Chandra smiled, then grinned, thinking that Bryan was not sick, but was cravings.

"You said you didn't like my daughter, but you touched her, too" Chandra said, then opened her coat and hung her on the hanger in the room. Facing two pregnant women at once, Chandra thought to know the world of pregnancy.

Bryan's face was immediately red. A month ago, her relationship with Naomi had improved. Naomi does something that makes her subjugated, unable to resist the charm of Naomi who dares to string on her body. Since that delicious incident, Bryan became addicted to favors. And maybe now, Bryan was having cravings, but Bryan did not know that.

"Rest" Chandra said seeing Bryan seem unable to work.

"Thank you, sir" Bryan replied immediately out of Chandra's room.

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