My Beloved Turns out to be Young Master

The Devil Bujang ! !

I looked to the side. Pestilent. Since when was he in my room. When he comes home. I panicked, thinking Linda was thinking. Danger if you know my misbehavior here, I can-can when I go home later my name has been scribbled from the family card. Ah, I have an idea.

"What men? I don't see anyone. I'll sleep alone here, ma'am." Good idea Linda. I'll pretend I didn't see it. We consider the fucking man a demon.

"Well, you didn't see that? Seriously, you really don't see?" my mother assured me. I'm shaking.

"Mom don't try to kill Linda, when there's a demon hanging in my room." Good Linda, your acting is perfect. You managed to trick your own mother, be careful in the curse so the stone knows the taste. Word of my inner upheaval. I grimace thinking like that.

"Mother ain't lying, Linda read do'a neng. I'm afraid it's a single male ghost who's mating." My laughter almost chuckled, hearing my mother call Jacob a bachelor ghost who mated. I'm holding.

"Yes mom, Linda wants to do it first. Linda hang up the phone, Mom. Linda's running away to the next room. Linda's scared here, "I said dramatizing.

"Yes neng, I helped do'a-in you from here huh," Mother said in a worried voice.

"Yes ma'am, assalamualaikum," I said.

"Waalaikum salam." After hearing my greetings answered, I hurriedly closed this phone line.

Huuuft, I breathed a sigh of relief. Mom believed my lies.

Fucking Linda! Careful quail!

I turned to the man who was currently sleeping soundly on my bed. Jacob fell asleep there with his peace. He was not wearing clothes, only his boxer pants were stuck on his body while sleeping. He was used to sleeping without clothes.

It felt like all the blood was going up in my face, maybe in the current cartoon from my ears and nose, smoke was rising. My anger feels like it's been in the crown.

Jeduugh...

Gedebugh...

Auuchs...

Yes, that gedebugh sound like a sack of rice that fell was the sound of Jacob's body falling because I kicked his ass. He grimaces.

"You're so mean, your girlfriend just came home instead of welcoming him and kicked me so," he said grumbling, rubbing his buttocks that kissed the floor.

"When were you in my room?" just pissed.

"The night I came you were asleep. I miss you so much that I sleep here. Come give me a hug" he said spoiled.

"You know, my mom almost had a heart attack because she saw me sleeping with this naked guy" I said, still shuffling my waist.

"The Asian mother with her colossal mind. She'll be angry to see her unmarried daughter sleeping with a man who's not her husband like this" I explained.

"We're married then, so that your mother won't be angry" she said lightly. She thinks my mom is like most old people here in Europe who think it's natural to see their son sleep or live with his girlfriend.

"It's not easy to marry me Jacob" I said as I climbed into the bed and sat next to him.

"Why not easy, what is hard? If you're willing, we can get married right now." I rolled my eyes, along with his floating talk like that.

"You should know, if you want to marry a Muslim girl you have to get into my teachings too."

"No problem," he said still underestimating.

"Then your pride must be cut off" I said scaringly. I made a hand gesture like I was cutting something.

"WHAT??? That's right!" Jacob was shocked to hear it. He held onto his junior Jacob in horror.

My laughter exploded, "Where is it still interested in marrying me?" I said while laughing.

"You must be working on me, right?"

"No" I said, laughing.

"You prank me" he said, tickling my stomach.

We laughed together. After we were tired of laughing, we kept quiet.

And then suddenly Jacob was pinning down my body. He looked at my face and we kissed.

"I miss you" she said between our kisses.

I looked down, on my thighs I felt something stuck.

"He misses his home too" Jacob said with a laugh.

This shocking morning, turned into a hot morning. Yeah, I miss her too and my body misses her touch too.

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