Replacement Boss In The Inn

89. Otewe Islands

The next five months...

Women with very distended stomachs, reflecting restlessly on the makeup glass. They are dressed perfectly and ready to travel. However, those pretty lips were heard many times complaining of grumbling.

A handsome and handsome man approached with a smile behind him. Observe the pretty face in the mirror silently and keep smiling.

The big-bellied woman and the handsome man were none other than Ossa and Zoan. They were preparing to travel together to the Arzaki inn on the thousand islands.

Ossa has not yet taken Zoan to visit Azril's inn on the islands to meet Nola and Murni. But they already knew of his marriage to a surrogate boss. Ossa could not keep his happiness for longer. In addition, Mita also reported the happy thing to Murniati.

And the three of them had made video calls many times during this time. But the longing to feel the togetherness of the three is still not treated.

Until the peak of the last two days. Ossa kept asking with occasional tears to be taken to Azril's inn at Zoan. The husband thinks it could be Oqtissa Alifah, his beloved wife is experiencing a pregnancy cravings phase. Of course this time Zoan did not have the courage to refuse to want the wife.

"Mas Zoan, you are.. I ordered you not to make any sign. Just keep a lot of gini. It's shameful..." Ossa pointed at several small bruises on his chest and neck with a cock on Zoan. The man looked in the mirror and stood in the back. Just smile at him in the mirror.

"Your harem never looked like this," grumbled Ossa, who was busy covering it with foundation. But still it looks.

"You're a rookie, Ossa.. Need that kayak. But they no longer need that. Uh why are you talking about them again, hemm,,?" asked Zoan but smiled. Feeling amused by the Ossa curse at once with his own answer.

"From the beginning until now, your answer is the same. I'm rookie... But we'll meet and go to people's places. Not crouching in the room.." Ossa continued to complain about Zoan's behavior that never diminished.

"Yes already, sana... Just put the veil on your head. The veil and the gown I bought when I was umrah, where? You've never worn it, Os," asked Zoan.

"But the mucus I wear every day," said Ossa refuted.

But Ossa stood up with a bright face full of smiles. Maybe Zoan's advice was quite appropriate for him.

It is true, Ossa headed to the closet and pulled out the veil and hijab that Zoan had bought on Saudi soil before they were married. Ossa will wear a new veil and robe that has been stored long enough.

"Ossa, what do you want??" ask Zoan when Ossa will come out of the room.

"Ironizing,," said Ossa with his questioning face.

"Here, let's iron the laundry only. They'll ghibahin your neck" whispered Zoan as he picked up Ossa's robe and veil.

Actually Zoan doesn't care about anyone's hibahan. Just don't want Ossa to sweat while ironing. Ossa's makeup looks perfect. Zoan quite understood the feelings of women while struggling to maintain the beautiful makeup on her face.

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The place which is also one of the Oqtissa cravings destinations is currently they stop by. Restaurant at once rest area in Cirebon Pantura line.

They re-order food that is continuous by serving the mini portion. The restaurant continues to be consistent in serving the sales menu, but the customers come alternately back and forth until now.

Zoan and Ossa look at each other and then they laugh at each other. Not expecting, if they used to come as a subordinate and the boss. Now they visit again with a much different status. As a couple who got married and then married.

"How are you feeling, Os?" asked Zoan by looking at his wife's face without getting bored.

"Of course, Ossa. I want to be your husband on standby." Zoan took a glass of drink and gulped it down. This time it was not her usual favorite grape juice. Except fresh young coconut ice.

"Alert,,??" asked Ossa smiling not understanding.

"Your husband is on standby, Os. Ready to take care of you," explained Zoan with a small laugh later. Zoan looks bright and very happy.

"Aamiinu. Thank you, yes, my. I'm lucky to be your wife," Ossa welcomed the fun.

Zoan just smiled as he looked at his wife with affection and love. He feels very lucky to have married Oqtissa. A good girl, beautiful and honest in her eyes.

A restaurant employee came and walked over to almost the entire table with various types of food and drinks in a super small bowl. All of those menus are Ossa's options without the addition of a single one from Zoan.

"Eat, Os. Spend, do not let junior Zoan lack ammunition in there," Zoan told Ossa. However, that beautiful face actually revealed a cloud of cloudiness.

"Why,Os?" asked Zoan, worried if something was wrong.

"Mas Zoan is only worried about your son, but not the slightest worry about me," whined Ossa in annoyance. Zoan smiled as well.

"Yes automatic you too, Ossa. That's proof, this much food you choose, right? I don't mean what you should eat. Here, this sauce-filled mercon meatball, you should not eat.. But I let you know, right?" persuade Zoan patiently and gently.

"Indeed yes..." Oqtissa smiled again. Receiving the spoon extended by Zoan.

"Yuk, mass, we eat. I think it's all delicious..." Ossa smilingly looked at Zoan who was also smiling and nodded in agreement.

They both entertain taste buds with satisfaction and joy. Shade under the clear and breezy Cirebon pantura sky. The weather is very nice and supportive. Clouds with faint cloudy bright not raining. As bright as two hearts who are on a happy and loving journey to the inn on the border of Thousand Islands.

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