My Beloved's Choice Woman

Dave Must Be Aware

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Zello who is still wrapped in a suit with the shrewd make juice. It was no wonder to see Zello. If you do not find Veron outside, Zello must have made a juice to take to the room, because he believes his wife is in the room.

The sound of footsteps made Zello turn his head to the source of the voice, as soon as Anita instantly shifted her gaze.

Zello who was almost done with his juice smiled for a moment at the source of the sound, there was Veron who was with Baby Re who was in his arms. The smell of telon oil makes the room feel more shady.

"Dear." Zello puts his juice on the table, which he turns to Veron, holding Baby Re so his wife can enjoy the juice.

"Mm, I'll go to the room first. Take a shower" said Anita.

"You don't want the juice, Anita," Veron said.

"No, I'm full" said Anita who then passed.

"Easy, spend! I did it for you anyway" whispered Zello.

"Huust!" Zello could say that, Veron was afraid Anita would hear and make herself discouraged.

Zello glanced at Anita who had entered his room and then turned to look at his wife. "Anita's heart is being spoiled poranda, while I am handsome and very charismatic. Take good care of your husband!" Zello's slow voice made Veron's eyes bulge. If Zello had not been holding their son it would have been desirable for Veron to pinch him.

After a few moments of chatting, Zello gives Baby Re back into Veron's arms because he intends to take a bath.

The passing of Zello makes Veron fully into Baby Re at that dining table. There were a few servants in the kitchen, accompanying Veron chatting despite being a few meters away from his seat.

"Miss!" Dahlia's spell shocked Veron who had just arrived.

"Bikin was shocked," veron grumbled. His eyes turned to look at Baby Re who was moving agilely, moving his hands to and fro making Veron smile happily.

"Miss!"

"Hm," said Veron lazily. How many times does Dahlia call her? Veron grouse in the heart.

"Miss-on"

Veron immediately said he did not like it. "What do the hiburs say?" pissed Veron.

"Hehe, sorry, Miss." Dahlia is confused as to how to pronounce it, but if she doesn't, she won't be able to sleep later that night. "Miss, don't release Miss Anita too much. Especially with Mr. Zello." Dahlia spoke with her eyes closed.

Dahlia was sure that her nona would glare perfectly, keeping her eyes closed even when she finished saying that sentence.

Veron's forehead was wrinkled, what Dahlia meant, she really didn't understand.

"Open your eyes, Dahlia! Explain what you mean!"

Slowly Dahlia's eyes opened, staring timidly at Veron.

"Miss Anita is in desperate need of a man's support, fearing that any kindness Mr. Zello will be misinterpreted or even taken advantage of by Miss Anita!"

Hearing Dahlia's words really infuriated Veron. With a reflex of himself pinched Dahlia's waist, until Dahlia's lips let out a brief scream.

"You've mostly read novels" Veron's cerocos.

"Sa-I don't-Eh, I mean sorry." Dahlia gulped her saliva in fear. His face was pale from the horror of Veron.

Veron chooses to leave Dahlia, stepping into his friend's room in the lower room.

Tok. "Sami"

Veron smiled brightly at Anita. The door that was already open made Veron go straight in. Baby Re who is in the condition of a hen he put in bed.

"She's so adorable." Said Anita sitting in bed with Veron. Veron's lips were in response to Anita's words.

"How's your womb? It must have felt his movement." Veron enthusiastically said back.

But the identity that must be immediately given to his son after birth makes him have to stay at the Hanif residence. Anita is still very hopeful, if Dave will soon be aware of the coma.

"But if one day Dave realizes after this baby is born and will accept this child. You're okay if I take it again," Anita said a few weeks ago. Anita could see Veron's wry smile. Anita understood, Veron must have laughed at her stupidity. Treating children like dolls. But Anita really could not if she had to let the child in a state of no identity, even though she loved the child very much.

"You can visit him, you're still his mother. But understand the feeling! She is not an item - after all, you can still get pregnant again later. Different from me."

Veron's words at that time managed to silence Anita. Dave must realize before he's born or his son will belong to Veron.

"Nits. When's usg again? You want girls what boys?" Anita snapped from her daydream.

"Ah, what?"

"Ah, not so." Veron felt he didn't deserve to ask that. Afraid Anita will be moody. Because Anita herself did not want the child entirely just for fear that her child would have bad luck being branded without a father. There is no such thing as an illegitimate child. It's all fate.

"What Zello wouldn't be mad if you stayed here. He just got home."

"Yes, you're right. But that doesn't mean you're kicking me out, does it?" chirps Veron.

"Hahaha whatever you want to say. Because I think Zello must miss Baby Re."

"Yes, you're right." Veron stroked her son's puffed cheek. Slowly lifting up his son. "Let's Honey. We're expelled."

"Basic crazy." Anita chuckles small.

Veron stepped towards the elevator that had been made and towards where his room was.

Arriving in Veron's room immediately found her husband who was wearing his house shirt with a smile that expands to see the presence of his wife and son.

"Mas."

"Here, let me be." Zello grabbed the Swim Shirt and immediately took her to bed.

"Put it down, Mom. Let's not smell the hand."

"I miss my darling. Let the hand smell."

"Mariju later."

"Let it spoil."

Heh. Veron let out a small sigh, but she sat down next to her husband. Looking at the adorable Baby Rela.

"You can, it used to be born just like me but now it's more like you." Zello's forehead was tied, while Veron smiled amusedly with Zello's words. I don't know how Zello said that.

"It will soon be similar to his great-grandfather" Veron said later.

Zello chuckled, slowly kissing her son's cheek gently. "You look like anyone who is important father's child" said Zello twinkle.

"Yes, it's a new year soon" Zello said.

"All in a row party. I liked. Hehehe." said Beron menhir.

"Would you be at home or out of the year?"

"If it's outside for example?"

"Mm, we can play fireworks on the beach, or anywhere. Or it could be in people's homes. Join a family party. That's also fun."

"At people's houses?! For example?"

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