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"Mama don't make Rania dal*m dong," Dimitri paused his work which had just restarted after his lunch break.

"What?"

"If I were to be another model I would allow it, but not for that one. I don't want my wife's body to be seen by so many people." she continued, leaning her back against the back of the chair.

"Who told you that you would make Rania a model of dal*am?" asked Sofia from across the street.

"Rania herself."

"Non-freak. Mama sent the underwear is part of the product endorsement, but it is impossible for you to make your own daughter-in-law as a model. Where do we put our faces?"

"But Raniya said that."

"He must have misunderstood. Here's what it would be like to talk on the phone. He misunderstood."

"Why don't you come to the house just to be clear?"

"Free, your papi can't stay for long. Can be noisy hape mama if you leave for a while."

Dimitri laughing.

"You should have allowed Rania to go outside once in a while, instead of locking her up in a house like that."

"I never locked up Rania. I'll let him do anything."

"But you won't let him go alone."

"She's pregnant Mom."

"Hamil is a child. A race can, let alone just get out of the house for a while."

"He's hard to ban, if he wants to go out on a motorcycle."

"Ah, ..many of your reasons. Know this mama will not allow you to have a house first. If we go home, Mama has friends."

"Friends for what?"

"Anything."

"Suspected mama wants to teach Rania something weird."

"What weird?"

"Let's know, I don't feel good." the man laughed.

"So what else does Rania say other than about being a dal*m model?"

"none. It's just that this morning she was planning on trying out all the clothes that mom sent her. He wants to send his picture to my mom."

"Oh, .. if that's true. For research purposes."

"What research?"

"To see where the flaws are, or what you have to fix from the design."

"No need! I'll do the research." said Dimitri.

"What's? want you to check?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What are you lacking? every day you keep going overtime. How do you help my mom?"

"I can arrange that."

"Don't add to your workload, Dim. It's mama's business, you don't have to be dizzy."

"It's okay. I'm also starting to think about bringing out my own brand."

"What?"

"It looks like the fashion business is also good."

"That's my mom's field."

"Male clothes, mom's only product,"

"You're just there."

Dimitri laughing.

"As much as you." then the conversation ended.

***

"What is this document already?" Clarra cleared up the mess on her boss' desk.

"It." Dimitri glanced at a glance.

"Want me to take it?"

"Please."

"And here are three additional documents for tomorrow's meeting. Maybe you need to learn." the girl put three maps in front of Dimitri.

"Good." Dimitri immediately opened up to learn it.

"Today you're more silent?" Clarra stood in front of the table holding the finished document that the man had examined.

"What right?"

"It feels weird. You usually talk a lot, and complain?" the girl chuckled.

"Talking and complaining won't make my job a lot of this done, will it?"

"Yes, but it's not like you."

"Is that bad?" Dimitri.

"Not really. It's even good."

"Continue what's the problem? I just want this job done, so I can go home early. Poor Rania lately lonely because I often go home at night."

Clarra scratched her mouth.

"Serious Cla."

"Yes, yes I know her husband's father Rania." she then laughed as she continued to tidy up Dimitri's desk from some messy files.

Then Dimitri's phone sounded.

"Yes Zai?" the man answered.

"Are you busy?" ask from across.

"Not really."

"No more meetings?"

"No."

"okay."

"What's wrong?"

"Can I send you a picture now?"

"Photo?"

"This morning we talked about. Or did I send it to my mom?"

"Oh, ... Is that it? okay." The conversation is over.

"He's not working, so accept the offer to be a model of the product mama." explained Dimitri to Clarra who listened earlier.

"good. Rania still has activities. People like him can't be quiet."

"Hm ...

Then came a few sounds of message notifications that he expected from Rania, and Dimitri immediately opened it.

But both of his eyes were wide with gaping mouths as dozens of messages entered his phone. The flat object was almost even detached from his grasp.

"Why?" Clarra reacts.

"Mm .. does not exist. I just ... will finish this. Yeah, ... This is just this, right? then I can go home?" he clasped his phone tightly.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, come out when it's done" he said, saying his secretary had finished his work.

"You're upset with me?"

"Don't I have to finish my job?" Dimitri raised his tone higher.

"Ish, ... basic Dimi!" the secretary grumbled, but he also obeyed the orders of his superior.

"Geez!" Dimitri rubbed his face, frustrated. He had to put his feelings down since morning because of the woman's temptation, but this afternoon an even crazier temptation appeared again.

Dozens of photos of Rania in a super sexy dal*m dress with striking colors plastered so clearly on the screen of her phone.

The woman posed in front of a large mirror inside their dressing room with a cell phone camera that caught her half-naked. Looks from the front, side, and a little back to the mirror, but still the situation really makes the man's feelings are not careless.

With her face made up thin and her hair a little messy, she seemed to be challenging him to do many things.

There are at least ten photos of Rania wearing seductive dal*am suits, some of which are super mini and super thin, which does not seem appropriate if the object is called dal*m clothing, he said, but it makes no difference, right? because both of them still make Dimitri feel frustrated. Though open the first time for himself to see the body of Rania even without a thread. He can even touch her with all his heart.

But he always could not menahaha himself every time staring at the curves of Rania's body that was getting more tempting. Her chest is getting bigger, and her buttocks are getting crazy as her pregnancy gets older. Also the radiance on her face was becoming more adorable.

"Oh, .. This woman really wants to torture me, Ughh!!" he threw his back on the back of the chair. Many times he rubbed his face but did not turn his eyes away from the screen of his phone.

"Where do you think?" a message from Rania.

"Good." Dimitri.

"Sama, I think it's good too. It is also comfortable, soft and comfortable. Feels like nothing." Rania replies to him.

Wear nothing. Dimitri.

He then made a phone call.

"What are you doing Zai?" Dimitrie asked.

"Again want to finish the clothes."

"Hm ...

"Aren't you busy?"

"Not really. Just being ...

"Yes, the water is full."

"Water?"

"You took a shower, it was late in the afternoon" replied Rania.

"It looks like I'm going home early today?" dimitri.

"Oh yeah? a timing?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Are you really relaxed, huh?"

"My work is done soon."

"No afternoon meeting?"

"Nothing."

"Additional schedule?"

"Let see .. there isn't either."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Okay papi, .. I'm waiting for you to come home early today."

"Then?"

"What else?"

"After that what else?"

"Nothing. Just waiting for it."

Dimitri snorted softly, while Rania chuckled across there.

"You want a present?" said later.

"Gift?"

"Yes, a gift."

"What gift?"

"What's important is that you go home early."

"Ng ...

"Udah .. I want to take a shower first, sultry. From earlier try his clothes send mama, but more like dalem*nnnya but tired too. Because it has to be photographed all over again." the woman complained a little.

"Say mama everything's good huh? there's no minus."

"Hm ..

"Eh, did I say it myself? is there my mom's number on me?"

"It's okay, let me just."

"Really?"

"Yes, you want your mom's phone too."

"Yes already." Rania then ended the conversation. While Dimitri immediately researched the documents that were still on the table in order to get the job done immediately. Even though his mind had drifted somewhere.

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