Let Me Be His Father

Loving you in my silence.

Finally Kevin's car stopped right in the lobby of Nabila's apartment. Kevin rushed out of the car he opened the door for Nabila.

"I'll take you to the door of the apartment" said Kevin.

When someone gets out of the car, they leave one foot outside the door while the other foot is still in the car, "What for?"

"Make sure you really got into your apartment safely." Kevin blinked his eyes making Nabila raise her upper lip.

"It wasn't Jan..."

Not yet Nabila finished talking Kevin has cut off Nabila's speech,. "That wasn't in the deal. You're just saying I'm silent can't ask anything that has nothing to do with me. Wasn't that the whole way we were quiet?" Kevin smiled as if he had won.

Nabila rolled a lazy eye. He went down because he was tired of arguing for free and the man would definitely force his way along.

"Whatever. I want to get in tired, want to sleep," Nabila walked into the lobby leaving Kevin who was still closing the car door.

"Beautiful ketus." Kevin chuckles amusedly while following Nabila from behind.

"I heard," said Nabila. He glanced at Kevin.

"Good dong if you hear that your hearing is still good" Kevin said casually. The man put his hands into each bag of pants while continuing to smile he stepped into the elevator following Nabila who had entered first in the elevator.

"For a long time you could be my bodyguard" said Nabila.

"I used to be your personal bodyguard without pay." Kevin winked.

"Sucks," murmured Nabila.

"But cool,"

The discussion ended after the elevator stopped. Nabila and Kevin immediately got out of the elevator he kept following Nabila from behind every once in a while he whistled.

"Yes back there," said Nabila upset.

"You're not at your door yet" said Kevin. He walked faster then lined up with Nabila his hands coiled around Nabila's neck and then close Nabila's body into his chest.

"I love you, Nabila. No matter you're tired of hearing this expression of mine but this is my heart and my feelings, for you." Then he took off again Nabila.

"What the hell." Nabila put on an angry face.

"I love you, Nabila." Kevin repeated again.

"Dream, until when you can wake up from your dreams." Nabila memijit digit password door of his apartment. Then he rushed in his hand was about to close the door but Nabila lost quickly Kevin had already held the door with his feet.

"Not polite, have been diansarin free nawarin drink." Kevin glanced at the expensive clock in his left hand, "Udah at ten o'clock the night I was hungry." By not knowing the shame of Kevin into the apartment Nabila without waiting for an agreed answer from Nabila. He then sat on the sofa while raising his left leg above his right leg, his eyes looking at Nabila who was upset with him.

"Who asked for diantarin." murmured Nabila. He walked past Kevin who was still sitting casually on the living room couch and continued to his room.

Nabila's waiter was not asleep, Kevin waved to the waiter and asked the waiter to come to him.

"Can you help me, sir?" ask the waiter politely.

"Miss Nabila, what food stocks in the refrigerator?" ask Kevin to relax.

"There's burgers, pasta, spaghetti." The middle-aged woman called some food in the refrigerator Nabila.

"Good, Sir." The waiter bent down and walked back to the kitchen to make Kevin's order.

It's Kevin's habit to eat in the middle of the night. Her work at night made Kevin a dinner habit.

Nabila had changed clothes he then came out of his room trying to peek at Kevin from behind the wall turned out the mafia was not kidding, it was not, he was still sitting casually on the living room sofa with his hands stretched out on the arm of the sofa. Even more annoying, Kevin tuned the television and raised the volume high, making Nabila upset.

"Sounds you've been distracted? Uda met at people's homes, acted as they pleased." When he reached for the television remote, he set the volume back to standard.

"intentionally. Let the sleeping one wake up." Kevin smiled as he patted the sofa beside him, "Here sit next to me." call Kevin.

"No. Remember I want to get married, don't let you forget that." said Nabila.

"Married? You just cried. Basic, very clever theatrical." Kevin's inner.

The waiter brought two dishes of spaghetti Mozarella. Nabila had quietly brushed her head out of the room. He ordered the same Spaghetti as Kevin. Nabila still remembers the time in the park he ate ice cream with Kevin not at all nauseous let alone vomiting because that tonight he wanted to try again eating Spaghetti with Kevin again. Nabila wants to know he's still vomiting or not. Because, his stomach is actually hungry just that Nabila is lazy to eat because every meal he has to take back everything he eats.

"Two servings? One for who? Didn't I order one serving?" kevin protest. He still remembered that he had ordered one psori then why is it now two servings?

"One for me" answered Nabila quickly.

Kevin held back a laugh, "So he said he didn't want to eat, dieting is afraid of fat." Kevin murmured as he stuffed Spaghetti into his mouth.

Nabila just rolled her lazy eye. He did not want to respond to Kevin's chattering, because the worms in his stomach had already protested. Nabila continued to feed spaghetti bribes for bribes into his mouth to make Kevin was gawking.

"It wasn't that in the mansion he was eating a little vomit.But, why is he now like a man who has never eaten a year? Don't tell me the baby agrees I'm her father. Fun. can support from the fetus. Thank you for your love, Papa Kevin, "inner Kevin.

Kevin stopped eating, he suddenly became full to see Nabila eat. Realizing Kevin was just staring at her, Nabila glanced at Kevin, "Why see me like that? Am I too pretty today ?" Nabila laughed and continued eating. Melt mozzarella cheese that melts directly in the mouth makes Nabila's appetite improve. Surely not until half an hour one portion of Spaghetti has been eaten Nabila. He then put the fork and spoon into his plate.

Glutton..

Nabila immediately burped. Kevin who understood just smiled. It felt like he wanted to hug the woman but Kevin was still holding back.

"Udah full?" ask Kevin.

"Hmm" Nabila nodded. His hand rubbed his stomach without Nabila noticing Kevin observing his reflex movements.

"Oh I think you're still hungry, there's still something I've done that's okay" Kevin said. He thrust out a plate containing his Spaghetti.

"No. I am full. Now my eyes are so sleepy." Nabila covered her mouth with her hands because she had evaporated. The woman wondered why she had finished eating and strangely ten minutes had passed but she did not feel any nausea instead she felt a heavy drowsiness.

"I slept there and I want to go home too. Thanks for the dinner. Often my herbs are like this." seduced Kevin. Because he now knows the answer.

"Thank you for taking me" said Nabila.

"Together," replied Kevin.

After saying goodbye Kevin walked out of Nabila's apartment. Kevin sighed, he was relieved that his lady puja could finally spend a serving of Spaghetti, amazingly Nabila did not vomit at all.

Before entering the elevator. Kevin stood up he looked at the door of Nabila's apartment, "If you would let me accompany you to a meal I'm always ready Nab. For the sake of your fetus does not lack nutrition and you are also not thin. Unfortunately, you're still playing the role of defending that brengs*ek." Kevin's mind, he's staring at Nabila's doorway. Kevin looked down sadly walking into the elevator. The weight of his steps left Nabila alone in this apartment but what a power he has no relationship with Nabila.

"I can only love you in my silence" she pressed the elevator button to the apartment lobby.