Love One Night Young Mom

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Miranda pulled her hand from Tama's grasp slowly. After struggling with her feelings just now. He decided to accept Tama's apology. After all, there is no point in holding a hatred for someone for too long, which is a waste of energy, he thought for a moment.

Meanwhile Tama waits patiently for an answer from Miranda. Although tucked deep disappointment when his ex-wife let go of his hand earlier. Tama understands Miranda's attitude. To be honest he still expects Miranda to return to his arms but that is not possible, given the current status of Miranda is Alfredo's husband and one important thing is that her ex is pregnant. Until now, Tama is still curious who the owner of the fetus that lives in Miranda's stomach.

"Mama, why are you quiet?" Rikardo broke the silence between the two. From then on the boy was waiting for an answer from his mother. Although he was a child, he understood what had happened to his parents.

Miranda glanced to the side, then turned her gaze forward. "Alright, I forgive you, Tama," he replied briefly.

Tama reviewed the smile. In the corner of his heart he felt happy because Miranda finally wanted to forgive him. "Thank you, Mir. Can I ask you one request?"

Miranda raised one eye eyebrow. "Em, what is it?"

"Mira, even though we're separated, if I can meet Rikardo, I beg you, I can't afford to be far from my own son" Tama said as she looked at Miranda.

Miranda nodded. "Alright, I'm sorry to separate you, Tam."

"You're innocent, it's natural that even if I were you, I would do the same. Now can we be friends?" Miranda is no longer his. What's wrong if he and his ex-wife can be friends, Tama thought for a moment.

Miranda nodded small.

"Thank you, Miranda," said Tama, delighted.

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After spending time at the mall. Miranda, Tono and Rikardo returned to the mansion. Tono was so happy even though he had not worked, Alfredo had given him a special card for himself. As a result, in the shopping center, he bought a lot of clothes and expensive items.

"Suami you, very good!" chirps Tono while closing the door of Rikardo's room. A few minutes ago he accompanied Miranda to recite a bedtime story for her son.

"Emm." Miranda only replied with a low thud.

Tono sighed. "Mir, we relax first yuk to the top, the same story eyke, not in the pendam," he said.

Miranda smiled faintly and took Tono to the fourth floor and did not forget to order the assistant to make them ice lemon tea. Because tonight the weather is very hot.

"Mir, eyke don't know what you're thinking, let's go to eyke, remember in your stomach there's baby grandpa and you can't stress out!" Tono took a slow sip of lemon tea ice and placed it back on the table.

Miranda lowered her face for a moment.

"Ton, you don't laugh, it looks like I've fallen in love with Alfredo, but I'm afraid Ton, afraid of whether he'll be like Tama, let alone our marriage is just a business marriage. Just so you know Ton, sometimes I think Alfredo's the one who touched me at the hotel, but it's impossible."

"Ough, ough, until fantasizing about growing crops with him yes you, haha, already eyke dugong, after all who can resist the charm of Alfredo!" he shouted quite loudly.

Miranda snorted at Tono's reply, who did not heed his words.

"Mir, not all guys are the same, just go first, try to be frank with Alfredo, find the right time to talk to him alone" said Tono.

Reluctant to. Miranda just smiled blandly. I was thinking with the advice of my best friend. For a woman like her whose ego is very high, of course Miranda is very prestige to express her feelings first to a man.

The night was getting night, after complaining together. Miranda and Tono finally decided to go to sleep, when they saw the time was already showing at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Miranda put herself on the bed sideways while fumbling the bed. He's getting more agitated, just a day without seeing Alredo's face, causing his feelings to grow increasingly violent.

"Al, what are you wearing pellets?! What are you doing there?" Miranda spoke to herself while inhaling the scent of Alfredo's body stuck to the blanket. Long enough he daydreamed by imagining the face of the husband until finally drowsiness attacked him.

Now the clock is on the nightstand, rotating at the number one in the morning. There was the sound of the door opening from the outside, a tall and large man walking slowly towards Miranda who was sleeping soundly at the place of the contest.

"Miranda, why are you so naughty."

Alfredo had just arrived at his residence after traveling about five hours from the city where his project was in operation. He had a few pictures of Miranda and Tama holding a friendly hand in the mall from Anne. That certainly makes Alfredo's heart hot and burning. He was so unwilling for Tama to touch his wife's hand. Unable to resist his jealousy he immediately returned to Germany, wanting to punish his wife.

Alfredo grinned thinly while watching Miranda wearing a thin maroon lingerie so that it displays the curves of her sexy body.

"Hm, he must be teasing me again, just watch out!" Alfredo took off all the cloths attached to his body one by one quickly. Then climb onto the bed and start stripping Miranda's clothes off.

Miranda moaned as she felt a big, firm hand grab her clothes. Half-consciously he opened his eyes.

"God, why do I dream about it, why am I so perverted, hm let this be my dream anyway. I miss you, Al," she said, then closed her eyes again.

Alfredo smiled when he heard Miranda's words. For some reason she was so happy, the woman who had secretly slipped into her heart harbored a longing for her.

"Tonight you'll have to teach a lesson." Alfredo took off the top of Miranda's clothes and played for a moment on the top of his wife's mountain.

"Ah.. Al, stop, ticklish...." Miranda arched her chest upwards.

Meanwhile, Alfredo brushed@s-wringed Miranda's body until the woman let out a strong sigh. After being satisfied with playing, he immediately executed Miranda even though the beautiful woman was unaware of her arrival and considered romance tonight, just a dream.

By morning. Miranda felt her body so crumpled. He quickly opened his eyes and circulated the view inside the room, then saw his body still intact wearing translucent clothes.

"Why does it feel so real, it turns out I'm a pervert!" Miranda chuckled lightly while patting her right cheek.