Between Me, You, And That Baby

Between Me, You, And That Baby
Ep. 47



ARKAN POV


I woke up, and was still in Aqilla's room. In her bed, and she's still in my reach. Strange, why am I still here??


I glanced at the clock at the side table, eight in the morning. This is really weird. Not like my usual self.


I've never acted like this before. Usually after gaining satisfaction, a few hours later I will sneak away. Only this little woman could hold me in bed all this time.  I don't even intend to run away at this time.


I swished her nose with – as if unwittingly we were moving during sleep so that Aqilla's position changed from her back facing towards me to her face now facing towards me.


If he hadn't had a hard day last night, I might have stolen the opportunity by now. Leaving a number of marks on his body. Think of it as breakfast in bed.


What's wrong with you, Arkan??


Tumben are you paying attention to a woman??


A reprimand was ringing in my ear. Whatisthis??


Am I starting to care about this woman??


“Uncle...” Aqilla opened her eyes before me, instead of giving me a smile as a greeting in the morning, she even pulled my nose as hard as she could.


“Adawwww, akhitt.” sukutku.


“Then point your weapon at another place uncle” threatened.


I chuckled, my goodness, what a bad luck the man who became her husband later. Really a fierce woman.


“It just so happens that he is my most diligent member of the babe, always wake up first”


“That's because you pervert outside in”


I looked at Aqilla, “Don't say you didn't know a man's body was like that. Always the bottom stuff that gets up first. Aqilla, you don't look like a shy virgin to me, more like a woman who's used to being surrounded by men, this kind of period of basic knowledge you don't know??”


“Indeed yes, I was surrounded by a lot of men from childhood, watched more testosterone hormones that win than otak”, he said.


“Not mean I know much about your goods” snapped.


I'm surprised to be surprised, “This is how you say that you are still..”.


The woman pushed me away from her body, “That's why I tried to keep your naughty hands away uncle. So that my husband will not see traces of your lecherous hands”


Wha what??


So all this time I've been flirting with virgins??


I smiled widely, “Tenakan, after papah caught our wet, he did intend to drag us to the altar my pumpkin. Maybe I'll be your husband tomorrow.”.


“Eh?? Really??”


“He was trying to seduce me all this time. Even offers a lot of gifts for me to propose to you”


The woman smiled wryly, “Well, if her papa uncle knew my family background, it would definitely cancel her intention”


“Let's just relax, my papah is easy to melt as long as we give him a grandson as soon as possible”


Instead of being amused, the woman pulled a pillow from under her head and stabbed me sadistically.


“Basic perverted guy, always stealing chances. Use a lot of reasons even though the intention is just to pervert” he snapped.


He poked me back, “Use bring the names of all parents, say want to propose everything, ngajak for grandchildren. If you are perverted, yes pervert. Wear nyari reason all” yells tight.


Hadeuh, now he even looks like my papah while nagging me. Are people's words really true??


Said a woman always looking for a husband figure similar to her father. Does that happen to me too??


“Ya Aqilla!” I shouted trying to stop the act of hitting blindly it.


“What if I really want it??”


Aqilla looked at me, “What if I want you?? I must admit my original intention was to try to find out your secret, but your presence made me want something different. Do you believe that?” much


“You are indeed good at seducing well, uncle” grunts Aqillam


“I do not deny it, I am indeed good at seducing. But I've lost all my skills since I met you. You're immune to my charms”


Aqilla chuckled, “Am I a lucky woman because of it??”


I shook my head, “No, you're the woman who stole my heart probably”


He looked at me, for a very long time, and then he began to say, “I told you, I didn't want my husband to get angry on his first night, just because he saw your lecherous handprints.


He said that, but his hand had long since stopped beating me. Good riddance…


I put on a cheerful smile again, “Tenakan, if I become your husband, I will not complain about it. In fact I intend to add a lot of traces..”.


I heard it, a wedding bell buzzing in my ear. But marrying this woman doesn't sound bad…


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