Rascal In Love's

One More Rascal That's Again 'In Love'.

“Mbak Graceful..” Isma stood beside the bed Anggun grinning. His face is brighter now. “Kalo breastfeeding hurts not?”

Gracefully raise his eyebrows, “I really don't, maybe my skin is thick. A little question and a little bit uncomfortable.”

“Asiku has come out a little this, yesterday massaged my back the same mother. My body is fresh.”

“It is important that your heart is calm, Ma, so your metabolism is smooth.” Anggun said, “Later I send stock ASI yes, just say if you want to be independent.”

Isma nodded. “Me and mom agree, share the task at home. I can't stand for long now, but I love to cook. He also wants to take part in ironing clothes because it can be done while watching television. While I'm the rest Mbak.”

“Good it. But you also have to be ready to learn to be able to do everything yourself Isma, your mother is old, there must be times she wants to leyeh-leyeh. You just learn to make desert see the tutorial yutub. Later, if you get used to it, you can do everything. Be careful also about the second child, do not rush if you are not able to.” said Anggun.

“Iya right Ma'am, I thought to there indeed. Planning a pregnancy is important than me baby blues Ma'am.”

“Ma, Isma!” the mother-in-law opened the Graceful room and lowered her head. “What did you work for in the office?”

“I Admin Aunt,” replied Isma.

“We need people to make a cashier at the grocery store. There are also nuns in the house of chicih can be Adya nebeng nurtured. How do you want our cooperation? We decked out our house once on a tranjak ride. This is my husband is not strong standing uric acid often swollen legs.”

“Iya in Ismaaaa, make my heart calm! Shop held by parents all complaints have been back pain, swelling is, teeth are. How do I not thinkaaaaan,” sound squeaky from inside the room.

“You don't seeremehin we-we dong!” Mother-in-law smacks her daughter-in-law with a pillow.

“Lah! Every day I wonder who Mah is. I'm worried, not worried. Hahahaha!” Then he fell silent. And for a moment he looked up at Anggun, “Nggun, I have a bag shop as well. Imported goods, quality mirror bran designer-“

“Gue anti goods KW, already most of the original purchase money.” Grunt Gracefully

“Gue knows it!” sneak waved his hand, “I mean, want to tanem capital? Lots of good stuff comeg I can not buy all.”

“Yes can do that. Look out you don't want me to be ART at my house.”.

“Lu tanem what capital?! 50 Million invest a month in –“

“200million aje..” hiss Anggun while snatching her phone. “Rekening you on tape?!”

“Cincay is a new store!! Can open rhodium xuping shop as well!” Tastes. “Isma, ntar help me also in the new store! JWGih. Cool is the nameaa?!”

“Not cool. Alay...” murmured Anggun.

So that afternoon, after his new friends returned to their respective homes, their respective families, for a moment the class II room was rather quiet. There were two new patients on the sidelines, but since Anggun was scheduled to go home this afternoon, he just relaxed sitting on the bed holding Freya.

Three days in the hospital had a lot of life lessons that he could take.

“Pijetin I kek once kayak mama Isma it, let me smooth..” grumbled Anggun.

“If my thirst for affection just say it frankly. BEHIND-HOEEEKKK!!” Adinda vomits in the bucket. “Anti nausea does not mempan.”

“Most of your drugs, so numb now..” Gracefully reached out and stroked the back of Adinda. Her mother sipped her Avocado Juice for nutrition.

“Gue should go home or not this?!” ask Anggun.

“Yes came home cuy, here there are more than 100 nurses employed. Even though I use BPJS the service is quite good.”

“You don't adjust?”

“Cant anyway, so Hana and Laras can nginep also in the room ya.”

“Ya me and Freya can also nimbrung nungguin lo.”

“Assyik also rame-rame. Any word from Rio?”

“Hin..” Gracefully press the button on her phone and read WA from Rio. It turns out that the news from her husband has been a lot. Graceful was silent for a while to read it and instantly her face instantly turned pale.

“Nda.. I guess we did have to move rooms... and move hospitals.” Fizzle Graceful. His face turned pale.

“Means?”

“Ke whose guard is tighter. We moved to Garnet Medical Center this afternoon. The one dealing with Om Artha is someone from the past.”

**

“Should start deep?” ask Junot.

“It is precisely the most wary yes in the toilet, where it does not appear cctv for human rights reasons.”

“Hm,” but Junot decided not to be awkward. He flipped his body and faced the urinal to finish his needs, and Jenny stood leaning against the wall while lighting her cigarette.

When the girl exhaled her smoke down.His face looked relieved, as well as exhausted.

Junot noticed it through the glass in front of him.

The look on Jenny's face was tired. His forehead wrinkled a sign thinking of something.

Junot even felt like a burden to the girl.

And as usual, Junot is indeed endowed with greater sensitive feelings than a guy his age, he is more calm, but can be more worried if something goes wrong.

And then Junot made the decision, that he should work with Jenny on this.

Because, when the Papa has made a decision, there must be the interests of many people behind it. Not that Mr. Artha played just take the project for the sake of cuan. Junot can read there's another agreement behind this that ties into the country.

As far as Junot is concerned, Kinto Pramudi has mysteriously changed his nationality. There must be something he avoided in Indonesia.

And...

What does Pak Kinto have to do with Rio? Why did the look on Rio's face change immediately, as if he was very angry with that figure?

But Junot's feeling said that Rio's anger shouldn't be known to many. So the young man decided not to pry any further details, unless Rio himself said so.

But...

Junot began to be interested in this figure behind him.

The mysterious figure of Jenny. The girl has not shown who she really is.

Junot washes his hands, Jenny still notices.

Then the young man stood facing him. Given a distance away of course, because Jenny's height is about 175 plus his Docmart shoes are 3 cm thick. Almost the same as the height of the Meneer of the 180s.

“What other lies are you hiding from me?” tanya Junot, “Besides you private detective double bodyguard.”

“I never lied to you.”

“Ah yes... ‘hide something’ different with ‘lie’, yes.” Junot sneered cynically, “If not asked yes need not be discussed. Doesn't it? Manipulative basis.”.

Jenny felt stifled, “I hid it my work with consideration and according to your Papah request.”

“There is no need to say love to me for your job. Cheap bottom.”

Jenny heard it. “Who do you call cheap?!” He threw his cigarette on the floor, stepped on it and approached Junot. “When did you open your mind by not being aware of everyone?!” he lowered his head and confronted Junot with an angry look.

“Because there are people like you who always make me alert.” Junot pushed Jenny's chest a little. It felt a familiar mound in his hand. Junot was a little careless but now was not the time for manners.

“You work for my Papah, to secure me. Just do your job. Don't bring me into personal affairs.”

“And you're angry that you can't accept the fact that your bodyguard is a woman? Basic cemen..” Jenny tries to provoke Junot's anger.

But Junot was not provoked of course, he smiled cynically. “So am I worthy to hang my safety on you, hey big brother bodyguard? You know what the word emancipation means, right? I want a lot, you get ready.”.

And Junot leaves Jenny heading towards Mr. Artha's room.

“What the hell he wants!” Jenny could not control her emotions and hit the ceramic wall of the toilet.

He just found out...

That Junot sucks like his father.

Junot is just a whimper out there. He's gonna fuck Jenny. This time he insisted on holding Jenny's harness. It will turn things around.