
"Mas I'm not papa. I can walk alone do not need to be held like gini mas. Shame from earlier seen people continue." Sapphira protested with Reffan's gesture of continuing to hug his shoulder while the other hand held Sapphira's hand. Almost Reffan carried him if Sapphira did not quickly dodge.
"Hush still. I'm holding my son. You be careful if you walk, just slow down so my son doesn't fall." Reffan even nagged Safira.
Safira glances annoyed but at this time his heart is happy to get a chance as a mother-to-be.
While Bayu can only walk slowly behind a couple. Want to get ahead but there is no way he can finally just surrender with his slow steps.
After arriving at the hotel room Reffan told Safira to enter first. Then Reffan closed the door and spoke outside the room.
"How did Safira resign?" Reffan immediately asked his assistant after the door closed perfectly.
"I've got the terms sir. If Bu Safira withdraws at this time there is a penalty to be paid." Bayu answered quickly.
"How much?"
"Fifty million sir."
Reffan smiles.
"How sir? Do I take care of it now?" Bayu asked confusedly translating the meaning of the smile from his boss.
"Wait for instructions from me. You just have all the terms ready." Reffan came back to his door.
"Good sir."
Reffan went into the room to relieve Bayu who had to follow his boss earlier with his snail steps.
"I can finally straighten my legs." Bayu muttered to himself walking lazily towards the elevator.
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Reffan had just walked into the room and found Safira who had just removed her hijab. Safira smiled towards her husband who had just entered, her gaze fixed on Reffan who kept on approaching her.
Hup!
"Eh my mas." Safira was surprised that his body floated away without ever dodging.
"I want to bathe my son." Reffan smiled ignorantly.
"Where is that. His son was not born." Safira pouting.
Reffan laughed as he moved closer to the bathroom.
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The roar of vehicles against each other on the streets, the night has indeed enveloped Jakarta but the street crowd seems to never sleep. Time was also not too late, the short-hand clock had just passed the figure eighty minutes ago. In a room a couple of halal lovers have just celebrated happiness by giving each other warmth. Reffan treated Sapphira so gently because she also loved her son very much.
"Yes..." Safira called her husband who was still playing with her hair.
"Hmmm.." Reffan just whimpering
"Mas, when can I go back to Surabaya?" Sapphira was still lying on her husband's chest.
"Do you still need to go to Surabaya?" Reffan asked as he kissed his wife's hair.
"I mean mas?" Sapphira looked up at her husband.
"Do you still need to work, baby? Now there's my son in your stomach. You also passed out at the office." Reffan rubbed his wife's cheeks and her lips turned to kiss her.
"Next month I'm resigning my mas." Safira presents a face.
Reffan breathes rough.
"If I ask you to resign now what?" Reffan raised his chin and forced to look at his eyeballs.
Sapphira avoided Reffan's gaze.
"Front month is coming soon."
"You're hiding something?" Reffan directed Safira's face to look at it.
Safira.
Reffan smiles. Disappointed smile.
Safira gasped to digest in which direction her husband's question.
"Do you still consider me a stranger?" Reffan simplified his question.
"It's not so. It's just me..." Safira hesitates to continue his sentence.
"What?"
"I don't feel like I'm worth you." Sapphira answered carefully with a look of eyes that could not see her husband.
Reffan immediately pushed Safira's body to make him lie down and he had now locked his wife's body.
"You must be punished. Why talk like that?" After saying Reffan immediately drowned his head in the chest of the wife biting alternately on both sides.
"Auwf. mas..." Either a shout or ****** that came out of Sapphira's mouth.
Reffan stopped the attack when someone knocked on the door. Just for a moment, then the attack resumed. But again the one who knocks on the door won't give up. With annoyance Reffan rose up from the body of Sapphira.
"Who dares knock on the door of these nights." Reffan grunts to pick up clothes in the closet. The sound of knocking on the door is still heard.
"Non't go anywhere! Your punishment is not over." Reffan gave the order with a sharp eye highlight while wearing the shirt he had just picked up.
Sapphira pecked just pulled the blanket over her body and then grabbed her.
Reffan was surprised to see who was coming. Opening the door, just now the door opened a middle-aged beautiful woman immediately lunged in.
"Why so long? We made an appointment after Safira finished training to go home. Why stay at a hotel? Called not lifted, mama to have to contact Bayu. Safira fainted and even invited here should be from the hospital straight home." Mama Raisa had already attacked with a thousand words once she entered the room.
Papa Rendra simply smiled as he shrugged his shoulders as Reffan glanced at him.
"Where's safira? Why did he faint?" mama Raisa immediately stepped in search of the whereabouts of her daughter-in-law.
Safira panic. He was at a loss for what to do, his body covered only in a thick blanket. Finally she decided to go inside the blanket hiding her whole body there including her hair.
"Mamma wait..." Reffan prevents but it is too late that mama Raisa has already stepped quickly towards the bed.
"God.. Reffaaan....!" Mama Raisa widened her eyes looking at the floor that was strewn with towels. As his eyes stared at the bed he saw a mound inside the blanket. Who else was there if not Sapphira who hid herself.
Mama Raisa rained down on Reffan with a pinch on his waist.
"Safira just fainted you've been rummaging." Mama Raisa kept looking for a gap to pinch Reffan's waist, not finding a target change to Reffan's arm. While papa Rendra was already sitting on the sofa comfortably while laughing enjoying the scene of mother and child in front of him.
"Auw ma. mama what the hell." Reffan groped the former pinch of his mother.
"You're the fuck."
Reffan immediately hugged his mother so as not to pinch her again. And told her mother to sit on the sofa.
Mama Raisa finally wants to sit next to Papa Rendra.
"Safira why fainted? And you, already know his wife just fainted instead...." Mama Raisa still wants to nag but Reffan's index finger is already in front of her mother's lips.
"Ssttt.. mama calm first dong. Mama called Bayu? Bayu said what's the same mama?" Reffan asked after his mother was silent.
"Bayu Safira fainted in the training room. You take him to the hospital and Bayu escorts him to the hotel again. Why not pu...?" Mama Raisa's story is stopped again by Reffan.
"The wood hasn't told you why Safira fainted?" Reffan asked again.
"Yet..." Mama Raisa answered quickly
Reffan smiled he fixed his seat resting his body comfortably.
"Ih, even a smile. Why safira?" mama Raisa pulls Reffan's arm and tries to guess what happened.
Raisa's mama's face drew closer to Reffan's ears.
"Safira's pregnant?" mama Raisa whispered in Reffan's ear.
Reffan nodded still with a happy smiling face.
"Ah.... we'll have a new toy pa." mama Raisa squandered to hug papa Rendra happily. Two seconds later, Raisa's mother sat down to face her son.
"Safira will stay in Jakarta right?"