Tomboy Girl Vs Mr. Impoten

Colorful chicken

Edgar and the others had now arrived at the mansion after the examination was completed, with Edgar holding Zalea's body up to his room. Zalea was uncomfortable because Edgar didn't allow himself this and that, even just getting out of the car, she just nagged herself.

"My dear, you just rest do not move much pity dede utunnya soybean in the stomach." said Edgar.

"Mas, the name of the pregnant person must be a lot of movement so that later the delivery process will be smooth" said Zalea.

"Zalea! You think I'm stupid what, now your pregnancy is young and not the time to give birth, the madam also said to have to move a lot when pregnant really fit into the third trimester." said Edgar.

"Yes, yes." said Zalea pouting.

"Now what do you want? Let the mas buyin yes, do not pout like that, ugly tofu." persuaded Edgar.

Seeing Zalea pouting Edgar immediately looking for a way to reverse the mood of his wife, Zalea seemed to think when Edgar asked his will.

"I want a colorful chicken." replied Zalea with sparkling eyes.

"Huh? What chicken is that? A rainbow? Is there?" lick Edgar.

"There was a mas, the chicken was still at a small. There's pink, green, red, yellow just so funny, I want all the colors." replied Zalea.

Edgar scratched his head that did not itch, his whole life he had just heard that there were chickens with various colors. Zalea saw her husband looking confused, he took his phone and surfed on social media looking for photos of the chicken he wanted.

"That's like gini mas." said Zalea thrust her cellphone at Edgar.

Edgar reached for Zalea to see what kind of chicken his wife wanted, his eyes were wide open to see if the chicken was his body of various colors.

"I want a colorful chicken anyway." whine Zalea.

"Huh? A-ah yes, I'll look for him dear." said Edgar stammered.

"Now too." chuckled Zalea.

"Yaudah, you eat first so that the meal does not starve." persuaded Edgar.

"Yes mommy again make, just be back again so really" said Edgar patiently mixed with anxiety.

"You want li-." said Zalea to a halt.

"No way." said Edgar.

Zalea straightened her lips looking at Edgar's expression, preferring to go inside his blanket. Edgar let out a long sigh, apparently behind the happiness of the presence of the baby, there will be drama before his son is really born into the world.

Geck..Geck..Geck..

"Come in." said Edgar from the inside.

Chequek.

Beautifully entered into Zalea's room with a tray containing chicken porridge of his own hands, he walked towards the mattress where Zalea was laying her body. The fragrant aroma of Indah's artificial porridge oozed in Zalea's sense of smell, her eyes sparkling until almost drooling.

"Mom, let me just yuapin Lea. Sorry mom, Ed has taken care of mom." said Edgar not tasty on Indah.

"Ck, you're fuckin' shit. You are mommy's child, Lea is also pregnant again so naturally if she wants a strange, not you also know fit Adel pregnant fuss like how." said Indah clucked.

"What bothers most is that I'm the same Rasya mom." said Edgar.

Edgar spooned the porridge and then blew it for a while, Zalea who impatiently opened her mouth to take a bribe from her husband.

"Mom, it's delicious" said Zalea happily.

"Thank God if you like, finish the porridge." said Indah.

"Yes mom." said Zalea.

Edgar painstakingly fed his wife until Indah's artificial porridge was gone, finished eating Edgar took some vitamins and also drinking water for his wife, who had no food to eat, Zalea received her vitamins and swallowed them along with the water her husband gave her.