
"Ohh yes Bim, I want to get married tomorrow." Zen chirps make Bimo glare just made it.
"How dare you glare at me, Bimo!"
"Ta-pi sir.."
"It's just a simple wedding, so you have more time to prepare the reception." Zen's words made Bimo rub his chest in relief, he thought the luxurious wedding party should be finished in one night? Just crazy.
"Okay sir, I'll prepare it."
"But Dad, are his papers taken care of?" Ask Ica.
"Dear, Daddy's been taking care of it long enough." Zen's reply made Ica again hug the strapping man.
"Not wearing a gapapa dress? Then wear the dress at the reception."
"Father Dad, Ica actually does not use the reception is also not an important problem we are legitimate first, let the dedek clear its status."
"Our son won't lack anything, baby, shall we go home? The air here is not good for you, baby." Zen.
"How are they?" Ica asked worried about her friends and sister as well.
"They can ride in Bimo's car baby, your brother has a motor."
"Ohh that, but Dad.."
"Same according to the prospective husband," Cetus Azwar made Ica blush to hear the word prospective husband.
"Jude Dad."
"Don't forget tomorrow coming to the mansion." Zen Sweat.
"You what?" Risya asked, making everyone compactly stare at her with a sharp gaze, including her bride-to-be.
"And I want to get married, yes. Time forgot?"
"Yes, sorry I forgot. Tomorrow I come with Brian, be careful on bestie's path." Said Risya, Zen and Ica went home first with his car, then followed by Bimo and Hani who brought Risya and Brian home, then finally Azwar with his motorbike followed by Zen's men.
....
Along the way, the smile never receded from the lips of the two happy people. Ica was happy because she applied, so she did not have to worry about the status of her child later. Zen is also happy because soon he will be a husband and a father.
Ica really embodies her two desires at once, making her feel like the luckiest man.
"Daddy.."
"Yes Bby, why baby?"
"We're changing our calls, right?"
"So what's Bby?"
"Mommy, Papi?" Ica's proposal, makes Zen smile.
"By Mi."
"Oh, Papi." Then the two of her compact laughed, feeling amused by their new calling.
"Geli to Dad.."
"Yes Bby, after our child is born, we change our nickname?"
"Yes Dad, be careful driving her way is broken." As Ica remembers, Zen refocuses his eyes on the road, bringing his future wife and future children, so be very careful.
....
In short, they arrived at the mansion. It turns out that the mansion has been prepared, starting from a simple guarantee and a table that will be used Zen to say the sacred promise tomorrow.
"Auntie.." Call Ica when she sees Bi Arin taking part in preparing her wedding.
"Yes, Miss." Bi Arin replied, then paused her activities for a moment.
Ica rushed to embrace Bi Arin, sharing a little of her happiness with the person who had been so good to her, even already she considered as her mother.
"Non's cry? Don't be sad, must her Miss be happy right? Tomorrow, Miss is getting married."
"Thank you for being nice to Ica, Bi." Said Ica, her cries spilled in Bi Arin's arms.
"Together Miss, there is no reason not to be kind to Miss, Miss, nice and cheerful girl. Already, don't cry shamefully to Young Master." Bi Arin gently rubbed Ica's hair, she was also moved by the atmosphere created. The second closeness was already established when Ica first came to this house.
"Bby, stop. Do not make the atmosphere sad this way, you better eat. Our children need a lot of nutrition, right?"
"Kids?" Ask Bi Arin.
"It's been containing Bi, 6 weeks." Zen replied, making Bi Arin break his embrace.
"Really Miss?" Ica nodded her head in response.
"Congratulations Miss, may be healthy always his baby's grandpa, the aunt is happy to hear it. What do you want to eat? Aunt cooking."
"Ica wants to eat ayam geprek made by aunty, but this time don't be too concerned about Bi."
"Just get used to Bi, whatever Ica wants." Zen replied, making Bi Arin go straight to the kitchen to cook the meal.
"Wait for the food so, we take a shower?"
"Yes Dad, take a shower with ya.." Invite Ica to make Zen look fondled.
"Later Daddy can't stand it, Bby."
"If you slow down, Dad's gapapa, safe." An Ica reply made Zen smile happily, then without warning directly carrying Ica ala bridal style.
"Daddy.." Spoiled Ica whine.
"You can't skirt the tree."
"Just take the stairs, Dad."
"The point should not be, after the wedding room we move down let's not cape up and down the stairs!" Firmly Zen, making Ica can not refuse anymore. She understood that Zen was doing it all for her good, so she chose to be obedient to her possessive husband-to-be.
.....
On the other hand, Risya and Brian had just arrived home. Brian decided to stay again at his lover's house, because the rain was heavy enough to make Risya forbid Brian to come home.
"Drink hot chocolate like it's good ya raining-gini."
"Yes, I made it first. You wait here." Risya replied, he went into the kitchen and left Brian.
But Brian couldn't sit down, he followed Risya into the kitchen. He immediately approached and hugged Risya's waist from behind, leaning his chin on Risya's shoulder who was brewing instant chocolate.
"Kok ngutong? Why?" Ask Risya quietly.
"Father, I can't be far from you, baby."
"That's more you, Bri."
"Yes, it's the same way you do." Answer Brian spoiled. Until his hands began to creep mischievously upwards, holding a chewy ranum papaya fruit.
"Brian, don't be naughty.." Strangled Risya as Brian's hands brushed off his soft chewy fruit.
"Jin gini doang darling, delicious chewy." Answer Brian casually.
"Mesoom mode on." Risya muttered, but just let Brian's hand play on his chest.
But the longer, the more powerful the teenager felt, the man's lips began to kiss his white neck.
"Emmm, Briaann..."
"Why baby? You're terang*ang?" Brian asked half-whispering, making Risya's hair bristle.
"Brian, no.." Pinta Risya, her breath begins to hunt.
"Why baby? I want you, can I?"
"Want what, Bri? Don't fuck around."
"I want to have you completely,"
"No, I'm not giving up my chastity on you, Bri."
"Why?"
"We're not necessarily fooled." Answer Risya.
"I'll make the two of us befuddled, baby, see if you can resist my touch?" Brian's whisper makes Risya round his eyes, especially when Brian's hands feel groped****, not to mention something hard felt piercing behind him.
"Please don't Brian!"
"Then give me an outlet, baby."
"W-what?" Tanya Risya stammered.
"Can I touch the top?"
"At least it's better than losing chastity right?" Ask Brian again,
"As far as you're concerned, Brian, wait a minute. I'm stirring up the hot chocolate."
Brian releases his hug on Risya's body and joins in churning his hot chocolate.
"We did it in the room?"
"Yes, I don't feel free here." Brian replied with a mischievous smile.
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