
Jasmine instantly covered her mouth which had been gaping to see which something she threw until it got stuck in Gibran's head and hung spoiled on her husband's face was.
"Honey in-" Gibran took the object from his head then looked at him fixedly, Gibran immediately looked at his wife horror, he pulled the tie that had been loose earlier so that regardless of the work of his shirt.
Glb ... Jasmine swallowed her already lame saliva, she had already taken a thousand steps to escape because her husband was already staring at horror. Jasmine bellowed then said, "BRA me, Maaaaaas." Jasmine immediately ran about to exit the room.
"Jasmine, don't run you!" Gibran grabbed Jasmine's hand which had reached the door of their room.
Die me, seriously, how is this?
"Who's running? My man just marathon." Jasmine smiled, Jasmine's back hurt when she hit the bedroom door because Gibran pushed her two shoulders until she was cornered.
"Sontoloyo, I don't want to go to the office." Gibran's right hand moved down and touched something down there, Gibran turned it slowly until Jasmine let out a loud scream.
"Aaa... Why is the door on the lock?" Yes, Gibran touched the key on the door and locked the door so that Jasmine would not run.
"Let's have a morning workout!" Gibran directly carried Jasmine without warning until Jasmine was surprised.
"It was all night, my mom. Twice, you don't feel sorry for your child in my stomach?" Jasmine wrapped her hands around Gibran's neck, otherwise she would have sure fallen.
"Our son is happy that his father visits often." Gibran rolled his eyes, if this is the case, would refuse even Jasmine can not because she was allowed to relate to her husband as long as not with a position that harms the fetus in her womb.
"It's not our son who's happy, it's you." Jasmine buried her face on the chest of Gibran's field.
Unlike the next room which is noisy because of the sound of romance of one pair of husband and wife with a young age and is surrounded by many heart-shaped imagination ladybugs, in Ranti's room is even very quiet.
Gio, a puffed-up baby who was far below his older brother was awake but busy sipping the thumb of his right hand. His left hand was raised upward with his legs slightly straddling due to the diapers he was wearing.
Ranti had been awake since before dawn, even she had taken a bath and wore neat home clothes.
Ranti felt guilty for letting her husband sleep outside the room. But sometimes it's okay, right?
Ranti sees Gio who is a henchman and not fussy. He kissed his son on the forehead and took the key and opened it immediately.
Ranti walks out of the room to check if her husband sleeps in another room or even sleeps on the sofa of the family room by watching television as she often does.
However, when she came out of the room, she instead saw her husband sleeping near the door of the room with a position of sitting selonjoran with a milk pacifier owned by Gio that was still in his mouth.
"Oh my God, forgive me for being a righteous wifeI mean your mother may be disobedient.
Ranti crouched down in front of her husband, she took Gio's pacifier slowly. Ranti rubbed her husband's head with concern, it could be imagined how painful what I thought, God strengthen my wounded heart. It's even song lyrics.
"Gio I put it in the rabbit cage." Satya is unclear.
"The child himself will be put into the rabbit's cage." Ranti pinched her husband's nose in annoyance.