CHILD PREGNANT WITH CASSANOVA

A LETTER TO LEON

Emely was sitting in a corner in an iron cell. His face was drowned in both knees which he deliberately bent. The meal was still untouched. I don't know why he misses Lily's cooking.

The middle-aged woman looked up her face. He breathes a lot of oxygen to survive. For two days he was hungry. Then he decided to borrow the phone from the officer on guard.

"Can I borrow the phone for a minute?"

The female officer turned her head, then approached towards the cell.

"In one week, inmates here can use the phone three times. If you want to use it, please..!"

"Thank you" said Emely.

The officer opened the cell lock, but with strict guard.

Emely grabbed the phone at the guard table and started pressing someone's buttons. Just massaging two figures, he had already stopped.

I don't remember Leon's number. Then who do I call? His inner.

"I'm sorry, I didn't" he told officers.

"Yes, then you can enter the cell again."

Emely nodded and went into the cell. When the officer locked the cell lock, he asked the officer one thing.

"I can't call my son because I don't remember his number. But can I send him a letter?"

The officer was silent for a moment. "Try us to help."

Emely developed her smile. "Thank you very much" he said.

"Then wait a minute, I'll get you the pen and paper!"

"Yes, fine."

Emely could not wait to write a message through a piece of paper. After he thought about it, hating Leon turned out to be a loss for him. Because only Leon is who he currently belongs to.

The officer returned and handed Emely a paper and pen.

"It."

"Thank you very much. Thank you" Emely said again while receiving the paper and pen.

Emely sat back in the corner. He thought of the right word to write on the paper. After nearly ten minutes of writing, he handed the paper to the officer again.

"I've written my son's address here, please deliver it immediately!" pinta Emely pleads.

"Good."

The officer leaves with Emely's greatest hope.

Emely hoped Leon would read her a letter soon and come see her soon.

***

Leon just got home from the office. He got out of his car and was about to enter the house. But the security of his house approached.

"Sir, there's a deposit for you, sir" the security gave his employer a long white envelope.

"Kidnything? From whom?"

"From-"

Just now the security will say the sender of the deposit, but urung once the master receives the call.

"Hello, Drew. What's up?"

Leon covered the entrance into the house, he placed the envelope near the urn he bought one month ago.

After receiving a call from Drew, Leon went straight into the room sitting on the sofa.

"Home home?" lily asked as she had just walked out of the bathroom.

"Yes, baby."

"Want to take a shower now? I'll get you some warm water, yeah."

"Later on!"

Leon pulled his wife's arm and carried her into his lap. He hugged his wife from behind.

"Leon.. I'm on the moon, you forgot?"

Leon rubbed the tip of his nose on Lily's shoulder. His wife was so fragrant that she felt at home as long as she was now.

"Not anywhere, baby. Stay right here..!" her door.

Now the tip of the nose began to smell Lily's neck, causing a funny sensation.

"L-leon. I have warm water ready!"

Lily tried to avoid it, because if Leon continued to do this, then he would feel the liquid menstrual blood will flow more and more.

Lily felt something hard under the place she was sitting. It was right that she sat on her husband's heirloom. If it's like that, then Leon is already difficult to control.

"Look here, baby..!" Leon asks Lily to sit down to him.

The man's tone already sounded different, if he refused then Leon will be more aggressive. Inevitably, Lily was sitting facing Leon still on his lap.

"Leon, I'm on my period, Leon," Lily said once again.

"It's okay, honey. I know you're coming by the moon. I just want your lips and chest" replied the man.

Leon drowned his face right in Lily's cleavage. The man smelled deeply the scent of Lily's boobs. While Lily can only resign when her husband is like now. Just enjoy it.

***

While at the residence of Mr. Tio. Their village was in a scene by a thief carrying five cattle belonging to a Mongolian master. Two people who used to be in charge of guarding the cow pen were successfully beaten by the three-man total.

"Maybe it's a reply for the Mongol because he has had time to harass our daughter," said Mr. Tio after sipping coffee in the living room.

"Don't talk like that, dad. That's not good. Yes, the name is calamity, no one knows" said Bu Hesti.

"Yes, it's a disaster because the treasure isn't a blessing, ma'am."

Bu Hesti clucked. "Yeahhhh.."

Mr. Tio exhaled. Watching the clock almost showed at one in the morning. He brought his wife back to sleep. It just so happened that it was Friday night, and it happened that he had not been rationed for long.

"Mom." call Mr. Tio Iirih while pulling down his eyebrows.

"What the hell, dad?"

"What night is it, Mom?"

Ms. Hesti seemed to remember for a moment. "Friday night, yeah. We were just yasinan after the magrib prayer," replied the middle-aged woman.

"In addition to yasinan, usually Friday night what to do, Mom?" tanya sir Tio is trying to fish.

"Nothing. What's the matter, Dad?" Ms. Hesti asked back.

"This mother, not very sensitive to the father," grumbled Mr. Tio.

"What's so insensitive, dad? Friday night is usually yasinan. Or if we don't..."

Ms. Hesti stopped her sentence. Mr. Tio's face turned happy as soon as his wife remembered what they used to do on Friday night.

"We're tahajjud, yeah. It just so happens that we slept just now. Awakening because of the rame there is a thief," continued Bu Hesti.

Mr. Tio's smile faded, he thought his wife remembered their usual Friday night routine.

"Ah this mother, you insensitive..!"

Mr. Tio moved from his seat to the room, leaving behind Bu Hesti who was still sitting alone on the middle room chair.

Bu Hesti silenced her mouth with a small laugh. She actually knew what her husband meant. It's just that he pretended not to know, because the shame was old.

Ms. Hesti also entered the room. Once inside, he found that Mr. Tio was lying on the mattress without using the holster he had been wearing aka tellanjaang.

"Astaghfirullah's... Ayaaaahh..!!" pekik Bu Hesti's.

"Let's not forget the memory" replied Mr. Tio so casually.

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