My girlfriend, my mother's boyfriend

My girlfriend, my mother's boyfriend
Chapter 26's



Space is forced to wake up if it does not want to be a samsak for the anger of Clara. The girl continued to beat him with a pillow until it was impossible to continue sleeping.


"What the hell is Cla?" Space is gnawing, trying to collect lives.


The girl got off the bed, still clad in a bathrobe that she could reach near the bed earlier.


"What's? What did you say? You dick! You've been perko*Sa me, sia*lan!"


Space finally remembers last night's events. He looked at the girl standing in front of him. Well, it's back his brain drifting thinking about what happened last night. Space did not understand why Clara did everything this morning, but last night was so gentle, so exciting... Hurriedly Space shook his head, dispelling the perverted thoughts in his brain.


"Why are you shaking? Must've thought of something slovenly, right? You must be imagining something, right? You really are a rotten man. You must have taken advantage and forced me last night!" clara's swearing that she'd want to slap that guy.


"Cla, no one's forcing you. It is you who ask, you who want."


"Cute, do you think I believe? You venereal crook, deceiver!"


Angkasa felt angry and anxious at this very stubborn woman. When did he force her? If you want to be reported, he is the suspect.


Wasn't he the one who forced Space to satisfy him. "I'm not really forcing you, Cla. This is proof," said Angkasa lowered the blanket that had since covered his chest. The man who had been wearing a boxer after fighting last night immediately wore it.


Clara's eyes were wide. Almost all parts of the chest and stomach decorated with red markings ex kiss and also hi*bid omen desire.


Who did? Not him, is it? He's not that bad, is he? But the two of them were only there, then if not him, who else did it?


Clara's face flushed red, shame not flabbergasted. He then chose to go to the bathroom. His rapid movements made his feminine area again painful.


Clara chose to lock herself in the bathroom for a long time. He could not see the man with his innocent look. Until the pounding at the door made him have to rush out.


Clara saw a lot of food on the table, arranged and staying fine. He unconsciously looked at Space. The man was so kind and considerate of her, should he trust her?


During the trip home, Clara locked her mouth tightly and even covered her face so that she would not be seen let alone to be invited to chat by Angkasa.


They arrived when it was late afternoon. Along the way Clara slept with another cradle in her ear. Actually pretending to sleep on a flight that is only a few hours.


"You hungry? Let me order, what do you want to eat? tanya Angkasa put all of Clara's belongings in her room and returned to the front house.


"No need. I don't want you pretending to be nice to me!"


"Cla, why the hell are you always so upset and mad at me? How many more times have I told you I'm sorry for my past. What do I have to do to forgive me?"


"Don't say that. People will be wrong. It's just a temporary marriage, a contract marriage, so it doesn't matter how you treat me or the other way around."


"You remind me again of the marriage contract. Is that all you have in mind? What if we fall in love with each other for a year?"


Clara lost her tongue. Staring at the man was full of mixed feelings. So Angkasa said that to her, What if he took the man's words seriously, and really came back to love him?


"I make sure it won't happen" he answered risking his pride.


"really? Are you sure you won't fall in love with me again? What if I remove the hate, I replace it with a sense of comfort and love?" The sky draws her closer to Clara until she hits the wall, having no access to leave.


The sound, de*Space breath, sweeping across her skin sent a warm glow even burning her skin. The smell of mint from the man's lips seemed to bring his own memory, considering that he had once tainted the taste of mint directly from the man's lips.


"Surge!" Clara who was about to drown, was now conscious and crawled to the edge.