Duda Cool Find a Mate

Chapters. 46

I can't remember when I felt so ashamed that I wanted to submerge myself into the earth. I also do not remember when I felt wrong because I was caught doing something. All that shameful stuff is happening right now.

I held my breath with my body stiffening here and there. Just kontan, I directly pushed Aqilla's shoulder with my hand, before the woman increasingly found myself being misbehaved.

"Ah," muttered Aqilla in a stifled voice.

Fucking lebay. I didn't even use full force when pushing it.

Instantly, I sat down. Scrambling my hair roughly makes my hair fall apart.

Not wanting to face the woman, I rushed down from the bed. Towards the bathroom. Hiding yourself as long as possible.

I closed my eyes, grumbling with my own upset feelings. I can do things that do. And, why hasn't our sleeping position changed all night? Does she feel comfortable sleeping in my arms? Heh.

My hands even felt sore because all night was used as a pillow by Aqilla.

I moved my hands repeatedly to reduce the aches that spread there. I glanced, finding someone who was inside the mirror that was none other than myself.

I put on a slanted smile. I don't know for what reason. This morning my body feels fresher than the day before. He also slept hugging Aqilla. Can give a good effect like last night.

I immediately remove the clothes attached to the body, then shower under the shower. My eyes are perfect. But soon it was wide open, when the shadow of a woman who was none other than Aqilla flashed in the eyes. Quickly, I finished my shower and wrapped the towel around my waist.

I came out of the bathroom with the smell of soap mixed with shampoo in the air. In the corner of the bed, Aqilla turned her head then hurriedly lowered her head. He was folding our blankets.

"Where's my work shirt?" jutek. My eyes were staring straight at Aqilla. Clammy. Not for a second did I let the woman disappear from sight. Every move he made did not go unnoticed, recorded in my memory.

How he rushed to put the blanket in his hand on the bed. Then walk into the closet. He was so focused on staring at the clothes stored there. Taking with great care. Then put my work clothes in order.

Work suit, continue black material pants. Then the long-sleeved shirt shirt is white. Ha's?

"You think I'm an intern, wearing a black and white dress?" my protest won't take.

I'm the company leader. Not interns who work to gain experience as a condition of graduation and get a diploma. Just yummy.

"Oh yeah, sorry, brother." Aqilla replied in a very soft voice. He nodded his head repeatedly with a face that turned reddish in color. A faint smile was engraved on her thin lips.

Seeing that, I wanted to kiss her. Uh.

However, true. I really want to taste that sweet taste on her lips. If in the morning like this, I feel the sweetness is very pronounced on the tongue. Oh, gosh!

Aqilla has turned around, turned her back on me. He's looking for a dress that I might be wearing this morning. He's been a long time.

I walked up to him with wide steps. Stretching out both hands, grabbing her waist and pulling her tight to the chest.

"Bang ...." Aqila muttered softly.

But I don't care. I want to enjoy the morning with that sweet taste.

I flipped Aqilla's body, slashing the distance between us. My lips just smiled as he welcomed the taste like a melodious song in the morning, delivering a heartwarming gelenyar.

I made some distance when we were out of breath. Then it just passed by, moving to the bed to put on clothes.

"Shirt fast! Want me to wear it," I said firmly when I found Aqilla still standing there.

"Oh, yes." He looks flabbergasted. Then quickly turned my back.

A light gray striped shirt is his choice. I don't mind, the important thing is not just plain white.

Aqilla moved deftly putting clothes on my body. Without making a sound, the woman put the buttons into the hole one by one.

Why her? Embarrassed?

Why should I be ashamed of everything? There's nothing he has to cover from me. I've seen all his body.

Haish. This mind.

"Why? Can't do?"

In the top button section. Aqilla seemed to have trouble fitting the buttons. He was wrong many times.

"It's so hard the hole." Aqilla said.

"This is not new. The first time they entered the hole. It's been put in the hole repeatedly. It's still hard" I grumbled.

"What do you mean, brother?"

Aqilla. He looked at me with open lips. His face was red.

"This shirt is. What else is it?" I brushed aside the two hands of Aqilla that still held on to my top shirt button. "Let me put it on myself. Take a tie," I said then focus on the buttonhole that is hard.

Hard, it's, but that doesn't mean it can't be put in a hole.

Basically he is just a better.

I continued to grumble until I found Aqilla who came back, brought a tie and directly attached it to my neck.

He seemed so painstakingly knotted. His eyes were so focused on what he was doing.

It seemed, Aqilla was indeed a person who was earnest in doing things. He is focused and serious

Did he also live this marriage in earnest?

One question suddenly appeared in his head. I was made curious. Very curious.

"Are you serious about our marriage?" just ask.

Aqilla. He was stunned for a moment before finally letting out a soft sound.

"What do you mean, brother?" ask her then refocus on the tie knot. Tidying up the knot then stretched the distance between us.

I'm pissed off. He always asked me what I meant by my question.

Can't he just answer? Without asking questions like that.

Lazy to answer Aqilla's question, I immediately grabbed the suit on the bed. Then step out of the room that says goodbye. Step into the study, grab my briefcase and get out.

"Dragon!"

My steps stopped when I heard the call.

"What?" ketus.

"Hp same wallet Brother missed," said Aqilla. Walk closer while nodding the two sacred objects.

Apparently, I started to depend on Aqilla.