Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
137. Pulang Kampung's
This morning, Fajira was more often pensive while rubbing her distended stomach. While Irfan and Fajri are outside, to try a helicopter that will be in mass production soon.
The television just lit up, the pretty eyes staring straight ahead but his mind floated somewhere.
Irfan and Fajri were on his left and right. But the pregnant woman was not aware of their presence.
The two handsome men stared at each other. Irfan codes Fajri to kiss Fajira's cheek at the same time.
Muachs...
Fajira is surprised to get a sweet kiss from two handsome men.
"Mother why?" fajri asked softly while looking at Fajira fixedly.
"Mother no papa, baby!" Fajira smiled and stroked Fajri's head gently.
"Have you finished trying the helicopter? can it fly?" ask Fajira back.
"mother already. Monday to take care of the files. Hm... Is Mommy thirsty?" ask Fajri.
"Yes, baby!"
"wait a minute!"
The little man walked slowly to the kitchen to get his mother a glass of water.
"why, darling? here's my same story!" irfan said after Fajri's departure.
"hufts... Me, I miss my parents," said Fajira tearfully.
deg...
Irfan was surprised, he forgot his promise to Fajira. Promises to visit his wife's hometown and also visit the graves of his two in-laws.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to visit your family's grave!" Irfan lowered his head, he felt very guilty at this moment.
"no papa, baby. Don't feel guilty like that. They will not be able to come back, either. But I don't know why I missed my home atmosphere. Papa said, the house has been bought again and repaired some parts that began to break down. I want to see her before giving birth, Mas!"
"How long is our trip there, baby?"
"about three hours more or less using the car, if not jammed"
"get ready, let's go now!" said Irfan smiling as he gently caressed Fajira's distended stomach.
"are you serious, Mum?" asked Fajira while looking at Irfan seriously.
"yes, baby.mumpung tomorrow is still a holiday. Rarely do we have time like this."
"Mother is drinking it!" said Fajri gave the drinking water to Fajira.
"thank you, baby," said Fajira and drank the water that had been given by Fajri.
"sama-sama, mother." The little man blushed as he watched the beautiful angel.
They immediately get ready to leave for Fajira's hometown located in a rural area that is still beautiful and very cool.
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"We're going for another walk, Mother?" ask Fajri enthusiastically.
This time Irfan brought a driver and also an ART to keep watch so that Fajira does not have trouble to take care of himself and Fajri later.
"yes baby. We'll meet with grandma and grandpa, your parents" said Fajira.
"we're going to Grandma's grave with Grandpa, Mother?" fajri sendu.
"yes baby. Later we will also stay at home when Mother is little. later also Abang will take a walk around the village." said Fajira smiled and comforted his little son.
He was very excited about his trip this time. Not to forget they brought provisions and some snacks during the trip. While Fajri just looked at his mother with a sad look.
Mother strong woman yes. Will Aji be able later if father and Mother leave Aji? God do not take father and Mother, Aji will not be able to live without them. Fajri Bathin.
"Aji why son?" fajira distracts everyone.
"he? Aji no papa mom,"
"continue why cry? Here's the same story Mother dear!" said Fajira gently rubbed the watery back eyes.
"Don't leave Aji" said Fajri choked.
deg...
"does Aji think of Mommy because grandma and grandpa don't exist?" ask Fajira who understands what Fajri is feeling. The little man could only nod sadly.
Irfan immediately held Fajri tightly. He also got carried away by the atmosphere considering the fate of Fajira who lived a long life without parents.
They immediately switched the conversation so that Fajri did not come back sad. The little guy is very sensitive when it comes to Fajira. Even though it was just a small thing, Fajri had become a foggy heart and even cried to sob, his face would look sad until Fajira recovered from her pain.
The journey felt so pleasant because Fajri did not stop making the contents of the car laugh. Up to 3 hours passed just like that.
The car slowly stopped at one of the houses that looked very beautiful and well maintained. Because Papa did ask a husband and wife to look after and take good care of the heritage house.
Many pairs of eyes that see even follow the luxury car. They were curious, which rich man would bring his luxury car into their village.
Chequek...
The door opens, Irfan and Fajri come out while tensing their muscles, not forgetting they also wear masks and glasses, so that their perfect good looks can not be enjoyed by many people.
He looks around, Fajira has not been seen getting off the car. He gets back in the car and invites Fajira to get out.
"honey, let's get out!" irfan stretched out his hand.
"while, Mas. I have not been strong enough to get out" Fajira said shaking.
He saw a family that he hated very much standing in front of their house which was right next to the house of the relics of the master of Fajira.
Bad memories came to light, how they treated Fajira like a slave, and even they almost sold the pregnant woman to the striped-nose man.
"Dear, don't be afraid. I'm right here with you. I won't let them hurt you in the slightest!" irfan assured Fajira.
"Look at me! You can bring me to my knees, don't you know who I am out there? Then why are you afraid of those who are not comparable to you?" connect Irfan.
"Don't go far. I'm pregnant with it!" said Fajira smiling but still tucked fear in her heart.
"Yes dear. Yuk!"
Irfan guided Fajira down from the car carefully. The pregnant woman noticed her old house that had looked better, but did not reduce the impression and shape of the old house.
"Finally I can come here again, Mas!" said Fajira glazed.
"Well, we're in, baby. Our brother wants to!" Aja Irfan's.
Fajira took off his mask, he looked around at the person who looked surprised and did not even recognize him too much.
"Fa-Fajira" said the family member who was beside her house in surprise.
From the back came three security cars with the Dirgantara logo. There were about 20 people down from there and immediately secured the surrounding location.
"Mas, why are you taking them?" fajira whispers.
"I'm just making sure my wife and son are safe from anything, baby" Irfan smiled.
He escorted Fajira into the house that had been welcomed with a husband and wife who he knew very well. But when he was about to walk in, someone shouted his name.
"Fajira!" shouted a woman the same age as the pregnant woman.
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TO BE CONTINUE