Look at me, Delilah

Spies Delilah

Bizarrely. A week ago, Nayaka gave him 200 Pounds. This week Nayaka gave 1000. If calculated, the daily wage as a cafe waiter may be only 5 or 8 pounds per hour.

Delilah himself does not know whether the salary in London is indeed very large. Nayaka left early in the morning, then came home late in the afternoon. Usually during the day he also took time to eat lunch together, and his night will spend time with the baby.

"Did Nayaka secretly work at night?" Delilah seemed to think for a moment. He will not accept money that is not the result of Nayaka's own sweat. The man had promised not to use the parents' money, and the money Nayaka had ran out to buy one apartment unit and a car.

"Am I just spying?" again he thought about the money Nayaka gave him. It felt too big, even though for Delilah the money was nothing when he was still living luxuriously.

Determination must be realized. Delilah will spy on Nayaka at midnight. After her two children went to bed, Nayaka went home to her own room.

"Mama, Kyomi's home!" yells.

Delilah put on a sweet smile, especially Nayaka. Her ex-husband picks up Kyomi from school.

"How was your first day of school?" Delilah asked as she helped Kyomi take off her backpack.

"Kyomi got two friends. The school is not far from the elite school. The place is very nice. Kyomi went there to see her."

"Kyomi wants to go to school there?" nayaka's turn to ask.

"School is the same. Kyomi likes to be with friends at the new school."

"Papa can make Kyomi move to that school."

"Later. Kyomi's tired of having to move on."

"Yes, already. Kyomi take a shower first. Mama's going to prepare a meal" Delilah said.

Kyomi passes from there, while Delilah heads for the kitchen, and Nayaka lays herself down on the sofa.

"You look tired, Nay." Delilah reprimands. He came with a cup of green tea. One thing is his habit right now. Delilah no longer provides hot chocolate drinks for Nayaka.

"I'm sleep-deprived."

In Delilah's heart cheered. It seemed like he would soon find out where the money Nayaka gave him came from. Delilah is not feeling well on her own. Nayaka is not a husband, and not a lover. However, the man bore all his living expenses, as well as the children.

"Do you work?"

Nayaka replied, "Of course I work. You know I work as a waitress for cafes and restaurants, right?"

"Yes, that's what you said to me. I'd love to see you work."

Nayaka is waking up. He laughed at Delilah's words just now. "I didn't hear wrong, did I?"

"Is there anything strange?" Delilah fused her brows. He was confused by Nayaka's question.

"First, you didn't want to meet and didn't acknowledge me as your lover because I was just a servant."

"That's the past. You're not my boyfriend at the moment anyway."

"I assume you're my lover."

"Whatever you think. I want to see Kyomi first." Delilah passed from there.

Nayaka can't do anything in Delilah's apartment. There's Santi who can see them. Kyomi is grown up and understands what adults are doing. If there were none of them, Nayaka would make Delilah agree to what he wanted.

As usual, after dinner and after Kyomi and Kanaka go to bed, Nayaka will return to the next room. Delilah waited for the opportunity for 15 minutes from Nayaka's steps that had just come out of her residence.

Waiting 15 minutes, like two hours. Delilah can't wait to visit Nayaka's apartment and search for her ex-husband.

Fifteen minutes passed, Delilah came out. He visited Nayaka's apartment. Don't know if Nayaka is inside or not. To be sure, Delilah had to go in to find out.

Fortunately Nayaka did not use two smartlock keys. Delilah could enter, even if there was someone inside. It's quiet, and Nayaka's apartment is so neat.

Delilah visited the room. Apparently Nayaka was inside, but in the bathroom. There was the sound of water coming from inside. Laptop on the middle table.

"Nayaka open what, anyway? Kok, he became mysterious like this" muttered Delilah, who was about to press the mouse, but the sound of the door shifting, stopping the action.

Delilah was confused himself, he did not have time to hide because the hunt Nayaka had come out.

"Relilah ...."

"I ... I .. would like some soap." Delilah cursed herself. Why does he reason like that? Just make Nayaka suspicious.

"Soap?" Nayaka raised her eyebrows.

When seen, the still-wet body was too tempting. Moreover, Nayaka's disheveled hair that has not dried perfectly. Seen further down again, the part that has always been a favorite of Delilah.

"My soap is up. I'm gonna borrow a little shower."

Nayaka walked over. He stood in front of his ex-wife. "You, right, can pick it up in the kitchen. You bought your own household supplies in my house, and you put them yourself. You should know where to find him, right?"

Delilah stammered, "Yes, I know. But I have to get permission first, right?"

"Do you need to get there like that?" Nayaka flipped Delilah's body. He pushed the woman down on the bed. Nayaka brought her face closer. He whispered, "I think you need something else, honey."

Nayaka pulled Delilah's hair to her side. He bit Delilah's earlobe to make her grimace.

"Don't, Brother."

"When did you reject me? You used to love it so much, Del," whispered Nayaka, who began pruning the blouse her ex wore up.

"Nayaka!" delilah shouted, as the former began to peek at his back.

"Why are you yelling?" Nayaka flipped Delilah's body. Then he touched those lips.

Not a reply, but a bite that Nayaka got. He had to be willing to take off his lips from Delilah.

"sickness ...."

"So move away." Delilah pushes Nayaka's body aside, but Nayaka instead takes her in her arms. "Nayaka!"

"Don't scream. You're such an unusual person. Don't sell me that expensive."

"Of course I have to sell expensive as a woman, and ...."

Whatisthis? Delilah is not wrong, and as an experienced woman, Delilah knows what happened to Nayaka.

"You need to take a cold shower."

"You're torturing me, Del."

"It wasn't me, but you pushed me first. Usually you hold your naps. Is it because you haven't felt the warmth of a woman in a long time?"

"In this position, every instinct of a man will also rise."

Delilah withdrew from Nayaka's arms, and fortunately the man allowed it. "I have to be in the room. I was afraid Kanaka would wake up and look for me. I have to suckle him."

"You're right, Del. I have to take another shower."

Delilah laughed hearing that.

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