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The afternoon has passed, the day has darkened. After the beach, they each returned home. Not much to talk about after that. Erik's car arrives at the Z family residence. He immediately put his car in the garage a sign that he would not come out again. Erik rushed up to his room.

"Ki, where is everyone ?" Erik asked as he stepped over the stairs.

"Still at Mira's mother's house, sir." Answer Kiki while watching TV.

"They're staying ?" Erik stopped in the middle of the stairs.

"No, maybe I'll be home soon. You have dinner now or later ?" Ask Kiki and answer.

"Now, but before that please make me some warm tea just put it in the living room." Erik went back up the stairs. He rarely took the elevator unless he was very tired.

"Yes, Sir." Kiki immediately went to the kitchen to make some warm tea and prepared a dinner for Erik.

In his room Erik flushed his body in the shower and felt his own chest. I don't know what he's thinking right now so pensive under the water.

Spent twenty minutes, Erik finished his bath. This man took home clothes, as he would still be working after dinner. Erik came down the stairs. He sees Kiki running small to the main door turns out family Z has come home from Mira's mother's house.

Nazia entered first carrying Zayyan and then Zevin followed behind carrying their luggage.

"Of." Call Zayyan raise both hands.

"Yes, baby, it's the same Om." Erik took over Zayyan's body.

"What time are you home." Zevin joined the living room.

"Just now, Brother." Erik replied while drinking his tea to Zayyan.

"Have you eaten ?" Ask Nazia. He landed his body on the side of his husband.

"Awhile more. Kiki prepared it again."

Kiki came and said.

"Evening is ready, sir."

"Now you eat first. We'll meet in the workspace. " Zevin's orders took Zayyan from Erik's lap.

"Yes, brother. You guys don't eat ?" Erik stood up and brought his glass to the kitchen.

"We ate at my mom's house. Later when hungry we will eat." Zevin's reply stood up as well

"Darling let's go to the room. Change your clothes first with pajamas." Tell Nazia to bring her son's bag.

In their room Nazia prepared pajamas for her husband and son. The father and son would wear couple pajamas every night. But not for Nazia, he will wear a short knee-length home negligee but the color is in line with his two favorite men.

Nazia's husband did not want his wife to wear pants, because it would be troublesome Zevin himself later. He also did not allow Nazia to dress too scantily because there was Zayyan still sleeping in their room. Zevin did not want to pollute his son's eyes and brain, according to Zevin's own experience. He had never seen Felisya's mother dressed improperly in the eye.

If Zayyan always sees her mother dressed appropriately. Then his son will appreciate women more if he grows up. And Zayyan can also judge which is good and which is not. If you are a child, treat it with a good thing.

Zevin doesn't want lust to beat his wits. Which husband does not want to see his wife dressed sexy in bed, but he has to give up for his son who is still asian and sleep with him and Nazia.

Zevin and his wife did not show anything intimate in front of Zayyan other than a hug and a kiss. Because then they hope that their son can show warmth of affection for his family later if he is an adult.

"Darling, I work for a while with Erik." Pamit Zevin kisses his wife and son.

Zayyan smiled as he showed the row of milk teeth." Pa—pa" he said intermittently.

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The night had passed and the morning was coming, and in the eastern horizon the dim light of the sun had torn the darkness. The light penetrates the white clouds until it radiates to the earth.

A myriad of activities awaits. Hustle and bustle of vehicles passing by enliven the streets. The same with Erik. His car stopped at a red light, his index finger tapped on the steering wheel of the black car. Netra Erik accidentally caught the figure of a woman in the biker's bonnet.

She was Della, this morning the woman sent her a message not to pick her up. The lights turned green, Erik deliberately preceded the motor because they entered one road the same, which means the motor and car pass the road. A meter away Erik stopped his car and went out standing next to his door. He deliberately waited for the motorbike Della drove past.

Sure enough, Della was like seeing Erik leaning against her car door. The man stood on his hands looking at him. Della asked to stop at Ojol's father.

"Stop a minute, Sir ! " Pinta Della half yelled.

"None right."

Della takes off her helmet and approaches Erik. The man just silently stared fixedly at Della's face. " Why are you here ? Did your car break down ?"

Erik did not answer, he grabbed the wallet in his pants pocket and took out two pieces of money. "Thank you, Sir. He's just down here." Erik handed over the money

The ojol man looked up. " It's a lot, sir." He saw the value of money in his hands.

"That's my fortune." Erik answered short. Without a smile only a flat face as usual.

"Thank you sir. Excuse me." Pamit Ojol's father while hooking the helmet in front of him. The middle-aged lung man immediately put his motor forward leaving the pair of human children.

Erik pulls Della's hand and asks her to get in the car. Without speaking Della is according to sitting on the side of the wheel. Erik stepped on the accelerator pedal toward Della's office. "Why don't you want to be dropped off by me ?" Ask without looking at the interlocutor.

"I don't want to bother you constantly Erik." Answer Della. His tone of voice snapped slightly.

Erik reduced his car. "Did I ever say that you're troubling me ?"  a flat voice came out of his mouth indicating that Erik did not like Della's answer.

Della lowered her head, right Erik said from the first meeting in the village, this man never let out a word about his tiredness or being bothered. " Sorry..." Only one word came from his lips.

Erik stopped his car in front of the office. "Tomorrow and so on I'll drop you off and pick you up as usual. Unless there's a trip out of town or an important meeting I'll let you know." He said before opening the car door.

Della looked at it for a moment and said ." Yeah..." Without looking again, he opened the car door and stepped inside the office building.

Erik turned his car around to go to the office. To be honest, he was not angry just disappointed why Della did not want to be carried away by him. Even though he is ready wherever the woman wants to go the most important is not hit by his working hours. He learned a lot from Zevin despite the different directions but still the father of one child drove his wife to the hospital. That way their relationship will get tighter and stickier. It is the job of the husband or man to make sure that the woman is safe and comfortable.

"Why not get excited ?" Maura asked when she met Della in front of the elevator.

Della smiled thinly. " Erik had intended to drive me last night, but I refused. He stopped me in the middle of the road, like he was mad at me. For refusing to take me to the office as usual." Della's story is honest

Maura smiled. "What's the reason you didn't want to be picked up by Erik ? He's a good guy. " Speak it while pressing the open button on the elevator.

"I don't want to bother him constantly. He's been helping me a lot all this time."

Maura can see if Erik really cares about Della." Has anyone here ever seen Erik care or concern for a woman other than his family ?"

Della shook weakly." "No, I also felt his attention." Answer irent.

"That's a sign you're special to her. Don't waste someone's attention because not forever, what we feel is welcome." Maura said clenching her hands held the throbbing of the soft flesh clump on her body.

" Yes, thank you Maura.  I'll go to my room."

"You're Della's special." Murmured Maura slowly looked at the back of her best friend.