Your Cold CEO belongs to me

chapter 145

"Now do you understand why Mama kept you here? Not forever, Mama also wants to see you independent. Sarayu and her sisters are running around in your own house. Then when you came here with the kids, they got off the car running into the house screaming omaaa." Mama Alex's eyes glazed over the ceiling of the house.

"Mrsan ...." Hanum hugged his mother-in-law. She who from childhood never felt the affection of her parents, found complete love in her husband's family. Mama Alex's embrace reminded her of Mother Anita, Hanum's nanny and stepbrother.

Meanwhile, when the two women of different ages were shedding their feelings for each other, Alex was grinning while daydreaming to imagine the story of his mother had become a reality.

'Sarayu sisters, hhmmm it's good to add two, three or more yes. About the second this guy or girl out.'

"Mas ... My Alex!" call Hanum upset.

"What?"

"Dream what the hell, smiles continue to be not usual."

"Infant if you have your own home later so many children must be many," said Alex honestly.

"Iissh!" Hanum blushed in shame her husband said that in front of her in-laws.

"What's wrong?"

"I miss Miss Anita, we haven't been to a home for a long time."

"Yes, my mom hasn't seen a home for a long time. When Jonathan got married yesterday, Ms. Anita couldn't attend because she was sick. We haven't had time to look at you yet," said mama.

"Let's be scheduled anytime. Sarayu was also big enough to be taken out of town."

"Sarayu seven months also have not been made a thanksgiving, how about we have it there anyway," Hanum suggested.

"Mama agrees, all thanks to the marriage of Milah and Jonathan."

"Okay, how about the day after tomorrow?" alex's proposal.

"Again" said Mama and Hanum together.

On Saturday morning of the week, the six of them and a little baby set off in a single car.

Jonathan is holding the wheel and his wife Jamilah is sitting at the side. The two threw each other a friendly smile and gaze, seemingly unperturbed by the hubbub of the middle and back benches.

Both of Alex's parents sit in the middle of the bench with their first grandchildren. Mama and Papa enjoy their roles as happy oma and opa. The two hummed and sang a song to his granddaughter.

Meanwhile Hanum and Alex who were sitting on the back bench seemed to enjoy a very rare alone time in ordinary days.

"If you know how good it is to have a wife, I have been married for a long time" whispered Jonathan as his left hand reached Jamilah's hand.

"If you were married, it's not like me, because we haven't known him for two years. About who hayooo is." Jamilah holds a smile to see her husband stammering can not answer her nosy beats.

" ... No comment it was elo. The bodo doesn't want to know. No comment it was elo. Oh, oh kasian deh lo ...." On the middle bench Papa Alex hummed and sang comforting his granddaughter who laughed at the reaction of her opanya face.

"Pa!, what a song is that, just age!. For grandchildren kok singing songs like that. Children's songs are a lot," protested mama upset.

"If you want to sing in the bathroom, not in front of your grandchildren! Jo, play the children's search song on the yutub," Alex's mom orders as she glances cynically at her husband.

Meanwhile, the fussed parents of the baby owner looked indifferent. They embrace each other looking at the rural scenery through the car window. Alex occasionally kisses Hanum's head and whispers the words love and affection.

"Mas Alex, honey isn't the same as me?" ask Hanum slowly. Alex squinted his eyes, he naturally had to be wary of this dangerous question.

"Honey. What's up?" Alex answered briefly and asked directly.

"Sarayu has started to grow up." Hanum began to enforce his seat.

"Hmm." Alex nodded his head impatiently.

"Have eaten the rice team, so it's not full nyusu anymore."

"Hmm, then?"

"Mmm, can I go back to being an ambassador for 'me' beautiful' cream'?" Hanum looked at her husband expectantly and fearfully. Alex began to fix his seat, he straightened his body and looked at his wife's face and body from the tip of his eyes.

"Aren't you working with them anymore? Don't they have a new model?"

"I was on leave yesterday. Besides, despite the new model, I'm still the official brand ambassador."

"What less money do I give you each month?" Alex crossed both hands in front of his chest.

"It's not that, it's just not for the money. I just want to have a lot of fun."

"You've got your own herbal medicine business, are you less busy?"

"Your medicine has gone without me."

The business of turmeric tamarind herbal medicine that was initiated by Hanum, since she was pregnant, has been taken over by Mother PKK in their environment. Alex wouldn't let his wife intervene alone in the kitchen with a distended stomach. Hanum passed down his knowledge to the PKK mothers association and still marketed using his name.

"I don't want your face to be displayed on the side of the road, on the banner of food stalls, behind the truck, in the magazine continue to be made fried wrap."

"Mas Alex this is his mind too far!" Hanum started sulking. She felt her husband was starting to make unreasonable excuses to make things difficult for her.

"Start the husband's mind like that. Aahh, I know how to get you busy." Alex smiled as if he had just gotten a good idea.

"What?"

"We make Sarayu's sister."

"Aargg!" Hanum brushed off the hand of Alex who wanted to embrace him back.

Throughout the rest of the journey to the home village of Alex and Hanum's family, the back row bench, turned silent and cold gripping.

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