Dating Contract

CHAPTER 231: THE EXILE

- POV LALA

“Come, Lala, help me treat Kevin's wounds, you know very well his habits. Right now, only your voice is heard. Take him down for breakfast, the kids wait in half an hour. Don't disappoint your daughters.”

Every aggravation of Kevin is his own problem. No, I don't have to take responsibility, especially when carrying children's names.

On the tenth floor scratching my hair, I was unprepared for Kevin's anger. “I can't mah, it's hard.”

“Luca noon will arrive, everyone will stay here. Make the King of the feast seem like a man. You can't bear to see it so grimly, Oh my God I don't know what else to do, Lala.” Sheril scratched her own head, straight away from me, her index finger pointing to the bring, to the Floor.

“See this blood, which strong mother sees her child in pain? Quickly you plaster the wound, Kevin also does not want to be approached mama, he can be infected. You are! disappointing mom, Lala.”

DEG-Mama always uses the mainstay words, 'disappointing'

I don't want to let down Sheril's mom, but I'm not going to let Eros down. Why is this a place like hell, and not like home to me.

“Good mah, baikkkk,” my voice vibrates. A big stone like a chest hit feels tight. Stepping a few steps but back again, back and forth maybe this forms a pattern.

Sheril pushed me to the door.  

My eyes glared fixedly at the floor without blinking. Bulu kuduk. As if in front was a deep ocean filled with big waves and I who could not swim, but was forced to plunge down.

It was as if the end of days, once inside .. I had no idea what was going to hit me, got worse or drowned me into regret for the rest of my life.

I lifted my chin and found Kevin's face covered in a pillow.

My shoulder was elus-elus by mama Sheril and I glanced left staring at the departure of mama Kevin. Wish your mama Sheril pulled me and took me away from here, but in vain.

It's not that I don't want to, but once I give it a little gap, Kevin will take it 'other'

Stepping with weight as if there was glue between the feet and the floor.

Towards the drawer, grabbing the p3k, checking the expired date it turns out the production code is still new, nothing changes in the layout of this house, I used to arrange all the layouts.

Hearts shrank because of illness, falling into the earth into the bottom of the earth's core through other parts of the earth and was thrown into space then sucked Black Hole, there I was lost in the darkness, my feelings.

I used to love Kevin so much, and but now I'm so scared.

Vino grabs the p3k box until the toys in Vino's gang are released. Hearts were pounding fast, glancing at Kevin who was like a statue, then crouched down and grabbed the fallen Giraffe puppet, the sound of the room filled with Vino babbling.

In front of the bed, I glanced at Kevin's chest which looked down and up quickly. Makes me feel scared for no reason.

That wide chest used to be the place for the most comfortable backrest, the heart rate was again hot. I dropped Vino in the middle near Kevin, not wanting to get too close to the guy.

However, because the bond between the father-son was strong, Vino immediately climbed up his papa belly like trying to comfort him, but Kevin seemed to just be silent, the muscular hand was motionless.

My mouth's locked. What to do, while not daring to touch Kevin to treat. I glanced at Kevin's shorts that had been the ringleader.hoh already slept.

I want to run if there's no Vino with me. And what am I here for?

Shaking, I reflexively turned around. This is not true.

Richie, Eros, sorry .. I feel guilty about Eros.

“Pha pha mammm mha mah.” Vino's voice became so piercing under the ribs, it was painful.

A big hand grabbed my wrist, that hand! it didn't get there, but the hot hand pulled me.

P3k slipped out of hand and fell making a noise as I stood unbalanced.

Make my body with - the bathrobe is a little wet - it falls into a hot hard belly in quick motion.

Kevin's head nailed to my back and nape.

I gotta go.

My eyes opened staring at the sky of the room, the silhouette of Kevin's body below was instantly familiar to me even though two years had passed.

Now I'm facing the wall with Kevin wrapped up, hugging me from behind.

Heat. Body heat. A loving hug as if the man had given up on me. A hug that can no longer be there. A late hug .. should have been like this.

Now then? Can't do.

"Don't do this," These words were completely unrealized and became frothy, my voice locked down. Kevin's hot body hug, two hot hands were on my stomach, and we slept on our side. This brain is crazy.

It's called cheating.

I die. I die. Either my dead otaku or my dead heart. Or my voice is dead.

I don't know what I want.

I strayed.

This kind of love honestly I really want.

However, upon recalling this pain, everything became faded.

I can't, but why is my body dying, why would I want this.

“Silent,” voice full of IRONY vibrates in a groan, a very hoarse and slow whisper, which is able to missile my deepest heart, which is very weak. Even anyone is not okay to hear Kevin's voice implied to be hurt.

Or I'm too drunk in love.

My soul trembled because the voice from the deepest trough of Kevin's soul, I believe, sounded very sincere right from his tender heart. Anyone will melt with his love.

But this man cannot stop admiring Bella and the wounds of my heart will be declared. ENOUGH'S ENOUGH!

My heart had been crushed festering, until the sound had irritated me even more, irrigating with the rusting iron getting hotter and stifling, inside.

A tiny baby Vin hand grabbed my cheek from behind, and another tiny hand tried to grab my hair from behind.

Vino by the head, the little boy slammed into our heads.

Richie's shadow whirled around in his head, a smile and laughter, My ever-present Beloved.

This can't be.

I held Kevin's hand. Prying it off with my fingers, trying to divorce Kevin's hands to escape my stomach. Although two of my hands are in Kevin's fire.

My nails pierced the man's hand, pulling out a very tight hand hugging me.

My heart became sick of feeling guilty for Richie.

"Don't, Lala," Kevin's voice was so slow, "stay with me."

Suddenly Kevin's hand loosened, and,

I jumped to throw his hand and managed to escape.

Away, but Kevin's left hand drooped hanging on the edge of the bed.

"Kevin," I feel bad because something is awkward. Wiggling Kevin's unreacted hand, why it's hot.

I touched Kevin's forehead very hot, patting Kevin's body unresponsive.

I silently blinked slowly, frozen glancing at Kevin's feet, should the blood stop.

Carrying Vino, my eyes warmed up, went to press the intercom. The waiter's number, whether it's the same or it's changed.

What happened to Kevin?

And the housemates became panicked and Kevin was rushed to the hospital.