Flower Seller Girl

Ariel Visits

“Good morning.”

“Again, Mas.”

They both look shy. Dominant Lily who felt even more embarrassed. When he woke up, he found himself stuck in Dion's chest. Usually it is, but for this morning it is different because they embrace not wearing clothes. Lily pulled out a blanket to cover her face, leaving only her two eyeballs.

Dion smiled, “first lecture what time?” Not smiling yet. The man rubbed his wife's head gently. Getting this treatment Lily couldn't help but fall more and more in love with Dion. The more here the man gets softer.

“Jam eight.” Responding timidly.

Dion thought for a moment, “do you have permission not to enter today?” he asked then hesitantly.

“Loh, why, Mas?” Lily doesn't understand, really doesn't understand why Dion asked her not to go to college.

“It-,” Dion cleared his throat, “I think you're not feeling well anymore.”

Lily feels weird, “no really, Mas. I'm fine.”

“Alright if you feel so.” Dion sat up and was about to move but immediately restrained the girl so as not to get out of the blanket, eh is she still arguably the girl, huh? 😁

“Mas, where are you going?” the punishment by asking. Of course he realized that at this time Dion is the same as himself, both being naked.

“You take a shower,” Dion said with a slight glance then continued his intention to move on.

“Wait, Mas! I go first, yeah. I can't take the pee anymore.”

Dion grinned, “how about we just be together?”

And Lily sniffed while shaking loudly, “not want.” He certainly has a feeling of shame for it. Considering what happened last night, he's embarrassed not to be upset.

“Why not want?”

“Just don't want.” The girl's eyes searched where her nightgown was. Not meet. I don't know where Dion threw away his dress.

“What are you looking for?”

“My nightgown, Mas.”

Dion pulled up the blanket that covered her legs and got off the bed and it made Lily scream while looking away.

“Why are you shouting? Here's your shirt!” Dion thrust out Lily's nightgown which turned out to be at the end of the bed covered in blankets. The girl closed her eyes and asked for a dress.

“Why did you close your eyes?” Dion pulled out a hand, undoing his intention to give Lily clothes.

“Mas wear clothes first. Mas not shy about standing up and naked in front of others.” Lily kept her face in the opposite direction to Dion's.

“What do you think? I'm wearing pants.”

The girl's eyes bought. Did ya?

Is correct. As Lily opened her eyes and looked at Dion, the man's lower body was wrapped in a long boxer above the knee. Lily grumbling.

“Mas cheated. I don't wear anything but Mas ... I'm wearing pants. Not fair, not fair,” his protest by lip smashing.

Dion pulled one corner of his lips just 2 mm, “ fine, I'll open it if you want it again.”

The girl finished wrapping the blanket all over her body. As he descended, he grimaced with the pain. Back then when he was still lying down did not feel this much pain.

“You're not papa?” Dion tried to approach but was arrested by the girl.

“Do not move! Stay there, do not approach.”

“Why? I'll help you.”

“Not necessary. I can do it myself. Don't come any closer!”

Lily walked into the bathroom. He endured the pain and pain that spread to his thighs, like a calf ride. Dion saw that and felt pity. But how else, it's natural law women will feel pain in the first night.

As soon as Dion was still stunned to see the bathroom door that Lily had closed, the door was knocked. Dion approached and opened it. Maybe it was Edu or another waiter who was intending to ask them down for breakfast.

When the door opened, it turned out that Ariel was behind it.

“Good morning, Uncle Dion.” The boy's sweet smile framed his bule face. The little man was well-groomed, fragrant and his blond hair was combed with a spike. Really stylish that little bule guy. “Can I come in?”

Dion chuckled at Ariel's last words. The little bule was talking like an adult who was asking for permission. “Sure.” Dion opened the door wide to let the boy in.

Ariel scanned around, looking for something, “where is my Aunt Belle, Uncle?”

Dion cross paths, “are you looking for my wife?” He answered Ariel's question with a serious face, but with a stifled laugh.

“I have an appointment with him. Uncle's wife has a debt to me,” Ariel's reply is serious too.

“I'm rich. There's no way my wife has any debt let alone a debt to a little boy like you.”

Acting continues. “The debt cannot be paid by material. Uncle don't need to know, this is a secret between us. Now just tell me where Uncle's wife is.” Walking towards the bed, ignoring Dion who was grumbling there. Ariel focused on looking at the bed that had no blanket, and what was it?

“What is this, Uncle? What is darrah?” Dion approached and followed his nephew.

Dion jerks. He should have realized from the beginning that there would be red liquid on his treatment. And this little boy was the first to see it. Dion caught fire and hurriedly took off the bed sheet.

“Not, this is just a stain.”

Ariel turned her attention to Dion's body, which was turned back to her without wearing a shirt. His forehead shriveled, “Uncle, did Uncle and aunt fight?”

“No. Why should we fight?” Dion climbed into the bed to remove the corner of the bed sheet over there.

“Then why is Uncle's back scratches?” Dion straightened his body. He thought from earlier his back body hurt because of a wrong sleep. But why can there be scratches like Ariel said. Aw, Lily.

“Oh it. Uncle asked your aunt to scratch Uncle's back because of the itching. And your aunt even scratched it hard,” Dion replied steadily. He immediately cleared up his bed sheet business.

Ariel looked again at Dion and Lily's clothes lying under the bed. The Caucasian child was really not out of thought with his uncle and aunt who had grown up. Only he who is still a child has been disciplined to keep things in place.

“You just get off first. Uncle and aunt will be soon following.” Dion dribbled Ariel's body to get out. It is certain that this child will ask more and more of these questions if left to stay longer.

“But, Uncle. I need to talk to aunt.” Trying to hold his body.

“Let's talk below. Your aunt is in the shower.”

Dion gently pushed Ariel's small body until it was outside the room. “See later.” Then he closed the door. Dion took a deep breath and hoped Ariel would not tell anyone what she saw in this room. If the child is reminded not to tell, he will even stir by shouting. Cannot be compromised at all.