Let Me Be His Father
Prime dinner
After his love received Nabila. Kevin decided to stay at Nabila's apartment.
''Darling, get ready yuk.'' Kevin knocked on Nabila's room door. Yes, because both are not legal as husband and wife. Kevin decided to sleep separately he chose to sleep in the next room Nabila.
When Nabila who just woke up, he got out of bed and walked to the door of his hand pulled hendle door room. Last time after a long story with Kevin, Nabila permission to sleep for a while because he felt his waist pain might be the effect of standing makeup model earlier.
''Where are you going?'' asked Nabila. he stood in front of his eyes staring at the mafia in front of him is neat.
''We had dinner outside, yuk.'' Kevin said.
'' Is it the night?" Nabila. The feeling he just went to sleep.
"Honey already. It's seven o'clock." Kevin messed with Nabila's hair
"Sorry I slept late. Alright. I took a shower for a while.'' said Nabila.
''No need to dance, baby. Natural aja face.'' said Kevin from the front door.
Nabila did not listen to Kevin's words because he was already in the bathroom. Kevin sat on the couch playing with his phone.
An hour later Nabila came out of the room, the woman wearing a floral dress combined with a black coat.
"Who's calling?" ask Nabila. He took his shoes.
Kevin shook his head and looked at Nabila. His future wife is very beautiful the aura of pregnant women makes Nabila more beautiful.
"Beautiful." praise Kevin.
"The vin? I asked who was calling, just from the room I heard you talking on the phone" said Nabila. Nabila tried to bend down to wear his shoes. However, because his stomach is already bloated makes Nabila a little trouble.
Kevin immediately stood up from the sofa. He took the shoes from Nabila's hand, "Let me put them on." Kevin squatted down in front of Nabila. Then he put his shoes on Nabila's feet, "Letticia called" Kevin said.
"Leticia? You didn't say I was in Paris, did you?" Nabila knew his two best friends must be worried about him. But it was not yet time for them to know of its existence. Nabila planned to return to Spain and then he told them everything.
"I understand. I'm not careless either, my dear." said Kevin as he filled Nabila's fingers with his fingers. The two walked out of the apartment to the elevator. After two minutes the elevator stopped in the lobby the two came out still holding hands. The two walked to a car parked in front of the lobby.
The mobster let go of their grasp and opened the car door for Nabila.
"Please" said Kevin.
When I smiled, "Thank you."
"Together,"
When he came in he sat down next to Kevin. Seeing that Nabila had difficulty installing Kevin's seat belt also helped Nabila his hand accidentally touch two chewy objects belonging to Nabila.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" he said. Because, Kevin knows that the fetus in Nabila's womb is not his fetus. Therefore Kevin decided not to touch Nabila until the woman gave birth. Not because of disgust but Kevin knows the teachings of religion also forbid it, If married to a pregnant woman where the child is not the child of the diirnya then it is illegal to conduct conjugal relations even though it is legal as a couple.
"We must be patient until our child is born dear." - teased Kevin.
"Of course who wants to." sewot Nabila.
"I read in the article pregnant women have a hormone se***x high." Kevin began to step on the gas pedal of the car and drove the car to the restaurant that Kevin had ordered.
"Hmmm..." Nabila just cleared his throat. Because what Kevin said was true, sometimes he missed the male touch but Nabila was quite self-conscious. He has no partner.
"But, you don't worry after our child is born ready to stay up late." Kevin blinked.
"You're full already?" Nabila.
"It has. Just block and delete their numbers." Kevin gave his phone to Nabila.
"For what?" Nabila is confused to see Kevin give his cell phone to him.
"Block and delete all the women's numbers on my phone." Kevin stopped the car for a moment.
"No.Later go home yourself who deleted. I don't want you to do something because you have to." refused Nabila.
"Every first lady. One thing you should know I've never done by force. Honestly, I've been to the club sometimes because I needed an impingement. Not to mention I'm stressed thinking about your whereabouts." The car drove back to the restaurant.
Nabila was moved he did not think there was a mafia as good as Kevin. Her hand squeezed Kevin's hand, "Thanks. To everything. I will be your good wife, I promise I will try my best even if I can't be perfect" said Nabila.
"I don't need you to change yourself. Enough to be here with me, support me and take care of our children." Kevin glanced at Nabila for a moment and then he refocused on driving. Nabila blushed in shame.
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Finally, after an hour on the way Kevin stopped the car at one of the famous restaurants near the Eiffel Tower. the lights installed on the Eifel Peninsula further add to the romantic atmosphere.
Both of them came out of Kevin's car directly holding Nabila's hand. They walked to the Paris restaurant.
"Message everything you want" said Kevin, calling one of the waiters standing in front of the cashier. Waiters came with a food menu.
Nabila immediately ordered food, during this time Nabila was very economical to buy food because he was worried about the cost of giving birth was not enough.
"That's all?" asked Kevin after he read Nabila's food order.
"Enough. Don't waste another two months on me." whispered Nabila in Kevin's ear.
Haha...
"Darling you think my money could run out just because you ordered a lot of food?" Kevin laughs. He is also proud of Nabila's mindset. Unlike previous women he knew where they preferred Kevin's money and ha*srat.
