Dating Contract

CHAPTER 228: PLEASE

Lala's twitching lips looked at Kevin's expressionless face, but either the jaw was hardened, or the man held back in anger and tried to bully her, looking as though Kevin had avoided her question.

"You want a honeymoon? Let Johan listen to our village.han when he comes."

"It sucks! you're distracting my questions, Kevin."

"okay." Kevin took a deep breath. The burden on his chest could not be removed. "White tiger, you see, your father was just training them, I never told him to kill someone." Kevin lowered his head Lala long ignored the repulsion of the hand that pushed him.

He moved away from Lala's face a short distance away, the woman's face flushed red, her teeth bulging. "Don't be angry, Babe, you're getting prettier, are you flirting with me?" one corner of Kevin's lips lifted and the woman sizzled even more until the woman's body trembled like it was holding back an upset.

"Relax, I can't possibly tell my father-in-law to kill someone" rubbed Lala's lips where she had her eyes widened, those soft lips.

Tet.. Tet.. Tet. sound interrupts Kevin's concentration, sharply turning left on the cctv screen. "Johan's here, let's go get Amber and Lydia" Kevin said softly.

Lala was still glued because of the touch of Kevin's finger on her lips.

It hurts, it hurts, I don't want this, God I miss Kevin. I hate Kevin. I'm rattled. I don't want to. (Lale)

Kevin widened his eyes as the woman ran towards the door, feeling he had done nothing wrong to his ex-wife.

Jet plane descending on helipad runway. Lala, without a jacket, ran, as she exited the elevator through the glass passageway as she began to capture the figures of her two daughters.

"Mother!!"

Amber and Lydia held him. "My daughter, forgive me."

Johan hugged Kevin, and rubbed the back of Kevin's hair.

"Hi Lala are you okay?" Johan held onto Lala's two shoulders.

"Is there a reason not to be okay?" Lala furrowed her brows with a warm smile.

"Basic, just worry!" Johan looked down on Lala's right cheek and left cheek in a fit of rage and clasped her.

"It's Jo, no need to worry," Lala goosebumps due to the outside temperature, and smells the citrus scent from Johan's arms.

Although it is common in this country, but it is frustrating to know Johan play nyosor only to Lala. Though if he is going to be like that, Lala must immediately stay away so that he must play quickly to get Lala's forehead. Kevin cleared his throat very hard while pulling the coat on Johan's back, it's good to play hugging.

"You're just bothering Kevin" Johan sneered angrily at Kevin.

Just for a moment, time can not be, it's the former, processive. (Johann)

"Hurry in, or do you want to freeze them?"

"Oh anyway," shook his head, rubbed his nose a little flu, "cold. Right said papa." Lydia shivered, adjusting the temperature below 3 degrees. "Dad hugged her inside, it was Mom."

Lala shook her head because of that, she noticed Amber whom she had not seen a month ago. Lydia and Amber walked over to him

"My mom saw you at the restaurant with a Balinese accent back then!" Amber who just saw her mother is still pensive while walking. While papa Kevin and Jo's father were banging on the road. Some waiter took over the suitcase bag in the back.

"Oh yeah? which restaurant did you forget, mom?"

"Mom remember the time mom's makeup fell on the cashier? after that, I chased after my mother and brought a souvenir of the patagonia-chile house that I dropped in the restaurant parking lot, ah after I met the regent, just a week before the city's birthday."

Lala rubbed Amber's back while near the elevator. "Well, when you look for it, you don't see it. Thank goodness you found it. That's mom's favorite doll."

"Mom was an artist there? oh cool mom, everybody wants to take pictures with mom and it turns out it's my mom, it's kind of embarrassing." Amber laughs.

In Johan and Kevin's elevator in the inner corner, Lala was still flanked by her daughter.

"### So, this embarrassing mom?" Lala raised her eyebrows questioningly.

"I'm proud of my mom. I'm ashamed to go to the pool so many times to see my mother, and I've never been there." Amber kept looking at her mother without blinking.

"It's Amber who keeps forcing me into the pool, sucks." Lydia leaned on the elevator, slightly glancing at Papa Kevin who only smiled faintly at her.

"Rather than you continue with the tablet in the underworked room," said Amber.

"Have you guys been making a loud noise anyway, making you dizzy." The heat in Johan's head increased when his two daughters always stormed with a shrill voice.

Lala laughs rubbing Amber's hair. She then looked at Lydia's face with reddened cheeks, the boy's lips slightly turning blue, Lala holding Lydia's forehead, "Good heavens the heat. Jo, she's feverish" two hands holding Lydia's forehead and neck.

"Is he sick?" Johan just realized from yesterday Lydia kept quiet.

"You sick, baby?" ask Kevin to Lydia.

"uh .. only the temperature adjustment, no more on lebai deh. Lydia just wants to sleep." Lydia's leaning on mom's shoulder.

"Let the doctor examine her," Kevin said with a sigh, he was as fond of Lala's two daughters as his own.

The doctor had checked, and Lydia had taken the medicine, Lala brought an empty glass to the kitchen, when suddenly her hand was pulled. The glass was thrown and held back.

"Jo, you, just startle! what's the glass?!" Lala would yawn and immediately duck down to yawn.

"How could they kidnap you?" Johan lowered his hand with the glass in his grip as Lala removed her left hand from the pull of the hand.

"Tomorrow I will sleep," stepped into the laundry tub and grabbed a new glass on the shelf, all the places here were still the same.

"Not until, is it?" Johan grabbed the cup in the top cupboard so easily.

"Thank you," snatched the cup from Johan's hand, and slid right in seconds, "do you want warm milk?" Lala opened the bottom cupboard and picked up the pot and lit the stove.

"What is this milk?" Johan is joking.

Opening the two-door refrigerator on the left side, looking, "you want milk what Lord Johan Orion Abhimanyu? a cow? a goat? And listen to this yes rat milk has the best content compared to other milk, with exorbitant prices." Lala laughed as she grabbed the milk bottle. Stepping over while glancing at Johan who was standing quietly on the edge of the table. "Where are you going, sir?"

Johan was still laughing as Lala poured milk into the pot, "is there no other option?"

Opening the drawer and grabbing the spatula, pointing at Johan, "another option I'll slap you with this if your mind goes everywhere."

Johan and Lala laughed, behind the corner Kevin looked at it while clenching his hands.

"Take two more glasses, I'll give you and then quickly go to bed."

"Why two?" Johan still according to grab two glasses in the closet, and put them together on the side earlier.

"One, you give it to Kevin," stirring, his left hand massaging his achy shoulder.

"Hey, you're not making a fuss with him?" lirih Johan saw Kevin and Lala were fine.

"He who?" Lala tilted her head to the left, "Kev-?" arresting the nodding Johan. "It's normal, and we're fine."

Johan's eyes widened and shifted to a distance of half a meter, "you want to turn him back?"

Johan breathed a sigh of relief, as Lala shook her head.

Johan watches Lala in silence with thoughts flying in her head, what the woman knew about the kidnapping yesterday, damn Kevin and Richie won't tell.

Pouring milk, into three cups, "tomorrow after breakfast, I want to talk to you, Jo, four eyes."

Johan looked down at the glass and followed behind, "what's the matter? make curious. When have you been talking seriously?" glancing at Lala who kept yawning. "Good night, Lala's mother." Johan softened his voice and Lala laughed remembering Dima who likes to call him mother.

What about Dima?! I hope he doesn't get in trouble (Shemale)

"Why laugh? funny huh?" Johan pushed the elevator button.

"It's okay, night's Johan." Lala followed in the elevator.

"Who are you sleeping in whose room? there's no way Kevin, not a month ago screaming full of swearing, don't let you lick your own spit, Lala."

Lala shook her head slowly and looked down at the puff of milk, "i accompanied Lydia's sleep, the boy had a fever, was she in trouble, why was she moody, or had a boyfriend?" Lala turned right at Johan who glanced at the elevator figures.

"Daughter? it doesn't seem like it, he's just mad at the curfew" Johan shut his mouth, flippant.

"Night hours? why is he angry? wasn't curfew in the past, was he out at night?"

Lydia's elevator room is open. "We'll talk tomorrow, it's three, uh good morning dong not night," Johan shook his head and smiled slightly, he and Lala were the same, already out of focus.

"Night, uh morning. Bye Jo, nice dream." Lala kept her eyes that were already five watts.

"Uh-huh." Johan stared at Lala's departure until the elevator closed to the tenth floor, Kevin's room.

In the room, Lydia and Amber were already asleep, Lala frowned as Kevin moved away from the sofa.

"Well, are you here? Johan to your room, there go." Lala sipped the milk in half and the man just kept quiet, Lala went to the bathroom washing her face.

Get out the bathroom, wipe his wet face with a mini towel and the man is still in his room.

"Kevin, that was my drink!" whispered Lala did not want to wake her three children, where Kevin drank right on his lips, huh whatever. Lala pushed Kevin's back very heavy, out to the door, Lala's chest was heated, just wanted to sleep a lot of interference.

"Johan's looking for you upstairs."

Kevin turned around and handed him the glass, Lala looked down at the glass that was empty.

"How's my offer?" Kevin's eyes narrowed, his lips squeezing into a thin straight line.

"No!" lala whispered rudely and pushed the door. The door was not closed. Kevin had it in him.

Oh my god, stubborn (Lala)

"What?" whispered Lala.

"Please massage my neck," Kevin put on a gloomy face, "just a moment."

"Sorry, it can't."

"I'm not going to act, Lala."

"Can't you ask Johan for help? I'm sleepy, Kevin." Lala could not hold her eyes anymore.

"Please..."