Become a CEO's Deposit
Cravings (Dog)

Today's meeting didn't look so good. Because the young father-to-be, the frustration returned to his little wife.

He came out of the meeting room, pounding hard on the door, without caring about the people in there.

Not only that, he did the same thing in his room. The door cushion made Silvia who was then right behind Alva, jumped in shock.

Juna who had memorized the behavior of his crazy boss, asked Silvia who wanted to ask for an autograph, had to be put off for a while. At least until Alva's sanity returns to its original state.

Silvia nodded obediently. Then Juna went into his master's room. In a moment, the workspace seemed chaotic. Paper on the floor. While the perpetrator looks very upset with heavy-sounding breath.

"Sir." Call Juna with a soft sound.

Alva glanced sharply, with her hands running to her waist. Then brak! The sound of the table buzzing back shocked Juna. The man could only sigh while stroking his chest.

"Why, Jun? Why is Chilla suddenly like this?" He whined at the assistant. A sweat was seen adorning Alva's forehead, but she was completely unconcerned by the man. All he thought about now was his wife's change.

"I mean, Master how?" Ask Juna carefully, as much as possible he does not want to be stuck with his question. He could be strangled if he misspoke.

Alva closed her eyes for a moment before replying, stepped towards Juna then tightly gripped the man's suit. "Chilla said she hated me, Jun. From last night he wouldn't look at me, but yesterday you saw for yourself, he didn't want to get away from me. But now? Argh..." The frustration itself.

See, Juna was not able to answer this question, he was confused, after all the behavior of pregnant women was strange. But it would be even stranger if her husband was acting this way.

"Sir, maybe Miss Chilla is having a cravings?" Juna said a little.

Alva's eyes are breaking and hearing Juna's words. The man raised his head. "Covet how? If he's craving for sure he asked me to buy this one, but this isn't, Jun. Even last night I slept outside, because he didn't want to smell my body. If it's true he's craving, it's my fucking son! I stayed up late because I couldn't hug Chilla." The grip loosened, the man's gaze turned mellow, though he was angry.

He vividly recalled Chilla's gaze which was different from usual. Ah, he never thought it would be like this, really he did not understand.

He stepped back into his seat of power. Then "Arghh... When is this, Jun?" Shouting startlingly, Juna to the sprain of his own spit heard Alva's screech.

"Be careful! If he is born, he will have to fight with me! Just trouble." His grunt while massaging his temple.

Juna's getting a head shake.

"Patience, Sir. As far as I know, pregnant women are like that?"

"Where do you know that? You're not married yet?" Cibir Alva fast.

Hey, I'm not married yet but I also learned how to be a standby father. Not like you! Goddamnit!

"Why is your look like that? You're scolding me?" Screeched Alva with lips drawn cynically.

Juna did not have time to answer, Alva's phone rang loudly. The man let it go, because he was lazy, but so Juna said. "Sir, it's a call from Miss Chilla."

"Huh?"

Alva quickly grabbed the flat object lying on the table, then rubbed the green icon on the screen impatiently.

"Hello, Honey?" Sapa Alva is excited, he hopes Chilla has changed as before. He threw a smile at Juna so happy.

"Why did you lift it so long?"

"Ah, yes I'm sorry. I just finished the meeting. What was? Is there anything you want?" Ask Alva with enthusiasm.

"Darling, I want a young mango. Find it, but it's from the tree. Don't buy in the market."

"Ah, but you don't hate me, do you?"

"Who said Chilla hated her sister? Chilla just wants a young mango, that's all."

Not wanting the problem to get longer, Alva immediately agreed to the request of his little wife. "Well, I'll be home soon with a young mango. Wait for me at home, yeah."

"Thank you, sweetie." Chilla said and ended a brief kiss on the other end of the phone.

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Early in the morning, Alva and Juna circled around looking for fruitful mango trees, from large alleys to narrow alleys they explored all.

However, none of them have been found. The young father-to-be returned frustrated, kicking Juna's steering chair.

"Don't go home before we find him!" Cetus Alva. However, he had to find the young mango, otherwise Chilla might not want to meet him again.

Juna. "Good sir." His heart was already in love with Alva.

Until 2 pm, the car finally stopped at a white-fenced house, there was a mango tree high enough in front of the house. Makes Alva's heart scream in relief.

Without wasting any time, Juna rang the bell, until the host opened the door for the two men.

"Excuse me, Madam." Sapa Juna, nodded in greeting, even with Alva even without a smile.

"Yes, Sir. What's the need?"

Juna glanced at Alva, understanding that the man could not possibly speak for himself about his wife's wishes.

Patience, Jun. Let's hope Miss Chilla's son doesn't look like you.

"Looky Madam. The wife of my boss is pregnant, she wants a young mango picked directly from her tree, and we see the Madam's mango is fruiting..."

"Oh, take it, it's okay, but take it yourself. My husband is working on it." The host immediately snatched before Juna ended his sentence.

"Thank you, Madam. But by the way, what's he wearing?"

"Typically, my husband just climbed up to the tree, didn't use anything, sir."

"Oh so."

"Wait a minute, Jun?"

Juna glanced at the impatient Master.

Hmh! Damn, he told me to climb? Whose son is in his wife's womb.

The host just chuckled, then went inside to pick up the crackle bag.

While Juna began to take off his pantofel shoes, and climb up to the top of the mango tree. It was difficult at first, but after trying with all his might, he finally got up there.

"Jun, take that much." Pinta Alva, holding out the bag towards Juna.

Juna's hand was trying to reach, but before that his mouth was shouting loudly. "DOGGY!"

Alva was flabbergasted by Juna's shout. "Hey what do you mean?"

"A A HOGG!!!"

"Stop saying I'm a jerk, or I'll fire you!"

Juna shook his head anxiously up there. Then shouted while pointing with trembling hands. "There's a HOGG in the back, Mister!"

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