13 Days Love Seed In Qatar Stadium

CHAPTER 90: STEF-SEAN

Elsewhere, in Rome, Stefanie cried so much heartache at hearing her mother call that Marcho two days ago flew to Qatar. Mama's heating up, there's no way Marcho left the company in trouble, except to see someone important, that's a presumption mamah. Probably because of Anna.

Although he did not believe it, his heart was in pain for no reason. He is convinced at this signal, his instincts working the moment Marcho meets Anna. He hated this instinct.

Sean's been looking for Stef since Tuesday afternoon, but didn't see him, he's sure Stef's not in the room. Because if in the room it was certain that the knock on the door could be heard by Stef, and then the woman came out of the room.

An incoming message that is either good or bad news. Make Sean rush to Rome's biggest nightclub.

He entered by paying for admission to the club, and met an office employee whose position he was under, who was guarding Stef by keeping his distance. Sean saw that the pregnant woman was already drunk.

Sean carefully grabbed Stef with one hand. He hates it like this, cradling in the back also can't be with one hand. When asking people for help, he's not good with Stef.

"Sean-Hahhaa."

"Sister, can you walk by yourself?" sean shouted into Stef's ear amid the noise of music that was like trying to break the eardrum. So loud the bass music that makes Sean's heart pound, hopefully not to be dislodged, maybe his heart is weak.

"What the cupu. I have two legs, I can walk Hahaha."

"Come, go home," cried Sean, clutching Stef's waist with his right hand. He continued to get a cynical glance due to the condition of his left hand.

When Stef was about to fall forward, Sean turned to Stef until Stef was restrained. Sean walks with part of Stef's body, clinging to him. Although with various dramas, he finally arrived at Stef's room.

Sean came out of the bathroom without wearing a t-shirt, because his shirt had just been rubbed and cleaned from Stef's vomit. Sean's not feeling well, because the hallway in front of Stef's vomit. He called the hotel clerk to clean up the vomit on their expensive carpet.

Sean's eyes glanced at the round belly skin without a thread and now Stef seemed to be trying to remove the core top link in the middle of the chest. "Oh, not Stef!"

Running, Sean's heart thumped as he tried to keep Stef's two arms away, from his chest, behind the black cloth, but the link was removed. In a brisk pace, Sean threw away his face to avoid looking at the plastered chest and grabbed the quilt with difficulty as it avoided Stef who started hugging him from behind. Warm chewy.

"Sister Stef isn't funny, I'm not Marcho!" Sean grabbed the blanket with his hand. However, he now turns to take off two hands Stef alternately with one hand. I swear to what, it was hard for her to take off that tiny left hand, as the tiny right hand hugged her chest making amused and shudder.

"Sean!"

"Sister Stef stop! I'm gonna get out of this room!"

Whether Stef wasn't strong or anything, those two hands slipped off his burly back. Sean turned around quickly, and caught his alacrity before the head fell violently on the mattress. Damn, his eyes are sinful. Not will. He's resting Stef's shoulders carefully so that the stomach doesn't slam into the bed.

The blanket was pulled up to cover Stef's neck. Sean sat on the couch. The twin shadow of meat just now, really embarrassed him himself. He has so much respect for Stef and so much pity. Why Kak Stef did not think about the content of 3 months. Poor the baby jabang.

Does he have to call Marcho. Who said, he said Marcho would follow to Rome.

Sean was dizzy because he did not sleep, wanted to go out of the room afraid that the pregnant woman was nothing, because this is still his responsibility.

When Stef woke up, Stef complained about feeling dizzy. He saw Sean leaning his head on the sofa in a closed position without wearing a shirt. "A-an are you sleeping?"

"Huh, I haven't slept. The brother was wearing the right clothes first." Sean with a raucous voice, still closed.

"Don't think shit. I did see it, but not accidentally because of Brother who opened it himself. I'm kind enough to cover it up, without touching it. But I also didn't look at him for long, just when I was going to catch him from falling" Sean said, sounding like complaining.

"What do you mean? Seeing what?" Stef's under the covers wearing his core top. He doesn't know what's going on

"Son't that sucks! Do you know my hand is one? Brother hugged me and I was so embarrassed," complained Sean like a bitch to his brother and Stef instantly widened his eyes.

Stef hopes not to do anything weird to his sister Lena. "Huh, forget it." Stef walked into the bathroom with a skirt and core top. "Where's my blouse?"

"I don't know, maybe Big Brother threw it while I was in the bathroom. Let me sleep for a while," Sean's voice was raucous and still closed, unable to resist the drowsiness anymore.

Stef was looking for the blouse that was thrown behind the chair. Far-away. With Stef's dizzy head still without wearing a t-shirt, go to the bathroom. He believes in Sean, maybe Sean won't talk to pregnant women either. But the bodo period with it all, resentment back covers him because of Marcho. He's in a phase of 'not wanting to know with everything' let alone about relationships with men.

After bathing and drying his hair, Stef exited the room with Sean's room key taken from the table. He goes into Sean's room and picks up Sean's clothes and interiors.

Stef went back to the room and put it next to Sean. Also Sean's clothes that smell of vomit has been loundry right. Stef was busy with the computer and breakfast in the room.

Until 9 a.m., Sean had just woken up with narrowed eyes due to glare with light from the window behind Sean.

"Hand, that's your shirt, I've been kind enough to take it" Stef said.

Sean rounded his eyes perfectly. "Nobody took my shirt without my permission, anyway? I'm ashamed" Sean protested.

"Not to be fussy. I'm not gonna talk to you. I also have a brother, seeing like that you're hiding that's normal. Besides a hunk-ring guy like you, I'm not gonna taste."

"Silver, smug. You offended me, brother. You hugged me last night!" Sean sniffled by to the bathroom.

Stef grimaced and laughed. He went back to his laptop. Half an hour passed, Sean came out with fresh hair, trousers and Hoodie of his choice. "Hey, eat, I ordered."

Without Stef saying it twice, Sean was busy eating breakfast at the table in a fit of annoyance. Sean glanced at Stef's work. He starts to get busy texting Lena who has met Sujatmiko's father.

"Se, thank you." Stef without turning away and focused on the laptop in front of him.

"Thank you what?" The empty plate then moved Sean to the corner of the room near the door.

"Thank you, last night."

Sean sat down on the sofa next to Stef and looked at the woman's face that was still focusing on her laptop. "Not sincerely said it. Shame, huh?"

Stef looked left. "Why should I be ashamed, huh?" stef's voice is rising.

"So because it's been bothering me?" Sean then froze when his forehead was pressed against the tip of the soapy index finger of Kak Stef's white hand.

"He, we're even, little boy."

"Why call me a child? Ngeselin! You go to such a place, strange brother."

"Ngaca, you are too. Why drunk? He said anti-alcohol? You said it was your friend who asked, as far as I know you have no friends but Niko."

"Kok so I got scolded? My cab driver is also a friend." Sean took Stef's hand away from him. "Why Brother? Brother doesn't pity on baby sister?"

"Sean, remember your limits" Stef said without turning to Sean.

"Whatever you are, what do you want." Sean stood up in annoyance.

"Where are you going, you?" stef's voice rose, but there was no reply from Sean. The young man seemed angry.

Wednesday night when Sean might have gone to bed. Stef went to the place last night again. There, Stef is shocked that Jefri suddenly appears in front of him.

"I didn't invite you to my desk" Stef shouted on a special sofa as he watched people descend on the village floor. He would drink****** but the glass was withheld by Jefri. "Deliver!"

"You can't drink!" Jefri roughly grabbed the glass from his hand. The man glanced at the drink the waiter had just delivered.

"You don't interfere!" Stef is upset and grabs the drink he just tasted is cola-cola. He splashed ice cola-cola onto Jefri's shirt. He knew what he was doing was crazy and could cause Jefri to be angry, but while in public, maybe the man wouldn't dare to do anything.

"Stef----" Jefri with his breath down and up held in anger. He stopped his men from approaching Stef as if reflexively to teach Ke Stef a lesson.

"Go! I don't want you here!" stef shouted with a dizzy head. He stood up and walked over to the bartender's desk leaving Jefri, and began ordering manual drinks. Though he had paid for a special table earlier, but why the employees here just according to Jefri.

The drink he ordered came, Stef grabbed the glass, but it was snatched. Stef resentfully turned around and was surprised to find Sean already standing in front of him with a deep look.

"You're crazy, aren't you, brother? You're pregnant! If you don't care about you. At least, think about the fate of your baby! You'll be sorry if there's anything in your womb!"

"How many times have I told you, you're forbidden to enter the private shutter! You can't tell me, my life is none of your business!" Stef grabbed back the glass forcefully and downed it in front of Sean's eyes who had just seen it with a look of hatred.

Jefri took off his wet coat and now only wears a relaxed shirt that is still dry and safe from the splashing water, standing at a distance watching Stef's behavior that looks crazy. I mean, maybe she's heartbroken because of her husband.

Stef raised the second glass and showed it in front of Sean's still frozen face. Stef laughs mockingly with a look of hate and drinks it in front of Sean.

The third glass, Sean could not stand it anymore, his hands clenched and full of emotion then grabbed from Stef's hand and chugged him until it was done making Stefanie gawk.

"Se .... "

"I told you, go home! Do you need to go to ENT? Checking your ears?" Sean spoke word for word with a domineering aura that came out of nowhere, which Stef had just captured this time, as well as making Stef not wince when the man grabbed cash from behind the coat. It seems, it's an advantage or maybe at the same time tips for bartenders.

Stef's hand is drawn to Sean, Stef steps in by continuing to see Sean get to the parking lot. Arriving in the taxi, Stef's heart shrunk, not daring to look at Sean. This domineering aura also made Stef's heart even more congested. Sean is like Marcho, when he's angry, he doesn't dare to fight.

Stef looked right at Sean's head leaning against the back of the taxi. Or maybe it's just his own fear. Slowly, Stef put his back on the seat and his eyes met with a glance within Sean.

Damn what kind of stare it was, making Stef unblink, whether scared, or what, that obviously made him intimidated. Sean was closed again to make Stef slightly sigh in relief. Stef felt guilty about the man.

The trip to the hotel is half an hour, far away indeed, but the bar is very famous. Sean's breathing sounded scaly quickly and short. Stef leaned his head against the seat, his neck aching because he was straining himself.

"You are angry .. "cloak Stef with a feeling of disappointment. Stef pecked as Sean's right hand grabbed his head and leaned on Sean's left shoulder.

"No," Sean's voice was low.

Slowly Stef felt Sean's right hand move away from his head, now turning Sean's head against his head. Along the way, a slow song buzzing in the car made Stef's heart more crowded.

With teardrops on his cheek, Stef hugged Sean's left arm hiding a cry on the disfigured shoulder. Stupid time with jaim, it looks like Sean is also sleeping.

Sean felt his head hurt instead of playing. He can't drink liquor. He began to find it hard to feel his body, like it was hovering above the clouds.

"Sir, please take us to the room" Sean told the taxi driver. Either, his voice came out or not, but because of a driver's answer he was sure, the driver understood his point.

Sean was stunned at Stef's hand that was embracing his deformed left hand, but he had not felt the grip, either since when.

"Let's just, sir." Stef got out of the cab and paid with the money. He greets a stoned Sean with one glass *****.

Sean's arm around his neck, from the lobby to his room. He didn't want to bother looking for Sean's room key, even though he knew if the room key was just to take in his pants pocket.

"If you want to be a hero, see the capacity of yourself dong. Not funny, it bothers me, you're the one who wants to pick me up, why am I being so bothered!" pissed off Stef while putting Sean's body in bed. He sat on the edge of the mattress, taking off Sean's flat shoes and socks. Sean's coat was also removed. "You're heavy, Se."

Stef turned to Sean, because it was the warm grip that pulled his hand until he fell down next to Sean with Sean's arm around his neck. "Let go, you baby polar bear!"

Stef, who was half dizzy, did not have the energy to get rid of Sean's new legs flanking his thighs. Stef thinks Sean might think he's bolted. Stef's chest pounded, the first time another man hugged him.

The musk smell from Sean's clothes was soothing. With doubt Stef's hand tried to take off the burly hand slowly. However, the burly hand cupped his left hand, tugging and tucking at the tiny wrist until Stef felt the softness of Sean's hot lips.

"You broke your body, you're not cut out on your baby?" muttered Sean.

Stef frowned so deeply glancing at Sean's closed eyes. He tried to pull out his hand with a strong heartbeat. "Can you still listen to me?"

"Let me take care of you, Stef," Sean's half-conscious voice confused Stef.

Stef froze as Sean hugged his head until it sank into the chest of the hot field. Sean's heartbeats were so clear in his right ear that Stef shuddered, and shuddered.

Realizing that what he's doing is wrong, Stef attempts to gather energy, gets up, but ends up with him slamming on the bed and Sean crawling on top of him, with Sean occupying his thighs, until the woman could not move.

Stef held his breath as he felt the heat of Sean's short quick breath that smelled of alcohol, mixed with the fragrance of Sean's sweat and perfume on his face. "Don't- "

"You're beautiful, Ka, kind. Don't waste your emotions because Marcho doesn't care about you" Sean's voice said, his eyes slightly opened to Stef's eyes with a drunken look.

"I'm not a child" Sean's voice with protest followed by laughter as the air around the faces between them grew hot. "I can lust for you. You're not the one who's not fuming on me."

"Side," asked Stef with a quick short breath of anger.

Sean smiled mockingly in the middle of his consciousness. "You're afraid of me? Why would I go to such a place? What if someone does something bad?

Look, Stef, I'm gonna be targeted by your family, and then they're gonna blame Lena for thinking I'm not good at keeping you out of town.

You owe me one and I want you to start listening to everything I want from now on. Don't think because you're above me or because you're my boss, and then you're as good at treating me as you want."

Stef was stunned in the midst of despair, the next second a gentle kiss landed on the corner of his lips. Heart beating at maximum speed.

Sean's body scent was intoxicating. Stef pulled and held Sean's shirt until the man who was about to walk away returned to the front of his face with one hand.

"You're from kissing?" ask Stef with a softened voice.

Sean saw Stef's face, felt the heat and desire of men. "I want you for this fucking drink" Sean growled.

Sean inhales Stef's cheek scent. "I like the smell of your skin. Take your hand off my hand or .... I couldn't help it anymore" Sean's voice crazily restrained, with his breath rising out of a desire.

"My head's dizzy, Stef, you're the one who's making me dizzy," Sean rattled and poked the air in Stef's ear that smelled Sean unsteadily even though he tried to hold on with all his might.

One kiss in Stef's ear made the woman unconsciously moan. Sean looked at Stef's lips with a dim look.