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Thanksgiving

Time goes by so fast, Camelia's gestational age is 7 months. Clearly his stomach was growing, J. J. Abrams gave thanks today. Already 7 months of pregnancy the wife, still unknown sex the difficult doctor Mia looking for her.

The ceremony was held at the Allen mansion, right on its front page.

Camelia and J. J. Abrams invited guests to attend the ceremony. However, JJ Abrams provides regular pink and blue t-shirts that read the back of twins. The invited guests must wear the t-shirts, before entering the Thanksgiving event.

J. J. Abrams, sitting back and watching his men handing out the regular t-shirts.

Markus, Morgan, Ardan and his wives. They come together, not forgetting Camelia's moment of thanksgiving.

"Ardan, this is a regular T-shirt for you and the size is very special". JJ Abrams, hand over the clothes.

Ardan, put on a sour face and took the T-shirt in J. J. Abrams' hands. "Where's my dress size from". Ardan muttered, sighing heavily.

"The matter of your dress size is easy, your wife is ready to help me". The JJ Abrams.

 Not only Ardan with his pouting face, but Mark and Morgan as well.

"Mr J. J. Abrams, aren't you colorblind? Supposedly well, the guy's wearing a blue t-shirt. Instead of pink, it's a color for women". Markus said, shaking his head.

J. J. Abrams, smiling sumringah wearing a pink t-shirt and inscribed with the back of twins. "I want something different, sometimes men who wear pink shirts. If it's blue, it's normal".

"Well... Remember dong, what is our job? Wearing these pink clothes, fell our self-esteem". Morgan said, looking at the shirt in his hand.

"If you don't wear this shirt, don't expect to go inside". J. J. Abrams, smiling.

Markus and Morgan wore the shirt.

"Smiling dong, be the same Mr. Down since the smiles are not clear". J. J. Abrams said, huffing towards the two of them.

"Clearly, Mr. Down likes your wife. Whatever you do, you must follow it for the sake of the idol". Markus said, looking cute wearing a pink t-shirt attached to his body.

 "It's still good to wear a pink shirt, how are Ardan and I? All this time, I've been cooking and sprinkling hot oil". Morgan said, complaining about himself being tormented.

"Hmmm... My hands were also injured, even blistering up the cake in the oven forgetting to wear gloves". Ardan, too, complains.

Morgan and Ardan, tell me everything. Where J. J. Abrams, give orders to cook and make snacks.

Markus, shudder in horror at hearing the story of the two of them. Luckily he was not affected, but was afraid to be the next target.

Thanksgiving event impressed very luxurious and festive. The invited guests congratulated her on her pregnancy, Camelia.

"Miss Camelia, congratulations on your pregnancy and twins again. Very beautiful miss today, gemes wants to stroke your growing belly". Down said, smiling sumringah.

J. J. Abrams was standing next to his wife. Doesn't allow anyone to touch the stomach, Camelia.

 "Ck, Mr. JJ Abrams is stingy as his wife's stomach. Where do we want to touch, what are the whispers in Miss Camelia's stomach". Morgan said, smiling.

"What's the matter, angry? It's up to me, my wife's stomach isn't yours". J. J. Abrams, smiling mockingly towards all of them.

"Akh just said, it's enough, this, that's because we became the victim's material. People say, if the mother and father cravings must be the child in the womb who wants. Don't you?". Morgan said, suddenly became a laughing stock of people around.

"Go ahead, rather than stress talking about it". Markus, the head bobble for not understanding about cravings.

Plaque!

"Don't touch my wife's stomach, your body seems to be secretly looking for an opportunity". J. J. Abrams, hit Ardan's arm who wanted to touch Camelia's belly.

"A really good spy, who knows I'm afraid of having twins. Yes, I have 4 wives but no twins". Ardan, stroking his hand felt sore at J. J. Abrams.

 Dwi, was approaching Camelia and smiling sweetly. "Camelia, congratulations on your pregnancy. I didn't expect, if you were pregnant and twins again. Thanks, for the invitation, you".

"Together, Aunt. Enjoy the dishes served, do not hesitate to taste the taste". Camelia, try to relax. His eyes glanced around, apparently there were no Kaizam and Leo.

"When to stop by mommy's house, yeah. Let's just say, correct the misunderstanding between us first". Dwi, touch Camelia's fingers.

"Pst...Psst... Apparently Miss Camelia, she has enemies too". Whisper Markus, faintly hearing the talk of Dwi and Camelia.

"Ck, how could Miss Camelia not have any enemies". Whisper Morgan, too.

Dwi, left behind Camelia who was busy shaking hands with invited guests of her business partners.

"Mr J. J. Abrams, why not be jealous of your wife. Are not they business partners, often invite meetings and travel anywhere". Markus, trying to provoke J. J. Abrams' reaction.

"My wife is beautiful, but it's not easy to conquer her heart. The proof is that Mr. Dwon can't take my wife's heart". J. J. Abrams answered, looking at his wife from a distance. Giving room to his wife's business partner, they were having a warm conversation.

"Clearly, sir, Mr. Down is old, unlike Ms. Camelia's business partner. Still fairly young, handsome, and not inferior to his wealth". Timpal Morgan, follow along too.

"Are you blind, hmmm? Look, their bodies aren't as burly as mine. Surely mighty I compared them, I was able to print a tadpole directly two". J. J. Abrams said arrogantly to fight Mark and Morgan.

"You guys gathered here apparently, JJ Abrams your wife is very smart. Look, his business associates are many". Down said, join in and hold his wife's hand.

"The bigger Mr. J. Abrams' head, hearing Mr. Down's praise". Ardan muttered, still heard by Mark and the others.

Seen clearly from a distance, Daira brought a fairly large gift and approached Camelia.

Apparently J. J. Abrams, invited his former lover.Batin Camelia, smiled sweetly.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy, I just came to J. J. Abrams. Not you, this gift is not for you or your son. Except for my past, which still has love in my heart". Whisper Daira, smile smrik.

"You are my husband's past, but I am his future until death do us part. Kasian well, the former failed to move on. Where is the ex-marriage, want to have another child. Idiii... Intention to become an actor, can you take my husband?". Camelia's eyes blinked.

Daira, clench her hands tightly. "Ck, don't be arrogant you're Camelia. I can do anything, including hurt you". Threatened Daira, but Camelia was not afraid at all.

"Mas anyway? Auu...I'm so scared,". Ejek Camelia, tilting her head to the side.

"Daira,ayo go". Muna whispered, pulled Daira's arm and went away from Camelia. Muna, fear that Daira has dark eyes and misbehaves in public.