Not Just a Milk Mother

Chapter 87

The next day, Allura immediately woke up early to prepare breakfast for Arzan. At least this morning he wanted to prepare something special for the Star Papa.

Early in the morning Allura was struggling with kitchen furniture. Even from before dawn, Allura had started cooking food that he would prepare for Arzan.

The star itself is still asleep in the room. So, she was not worried about the little baby. Allura also did not forget to continue monitoring him through the monitor screen that he always carried.

While Allura was still busy with her work, suddenly a pair of hands coiled around her stomach and made Allura squeamish in shock. Who else if the culprit is not Papa Bintang.

"Mas, what ....what are you doing?" allura asked with a pounding heart, not only shocked at being suddenly hugged, but also from pounding as Arzan behaved sweetly to her.

"Let it be like this first, Ra. Just for a moment," Arzan pinta while hiding his face in the curve of the woman's neck. Arzan took a deep breath there, he tried to remember how the scent of Allura that in the next few days he would miss.

Allura just fell silent and let Arzan hug her from behind. Although feeling a little uncomfortable, but on the other hand Allura also felt calm and comfortable.

"Is there anything that bothers you, Mom?" allura asked as Arzan never left his embrace.

"none. I just thought, maybe for the next few days I'll miss you a lot and the Stars" replied Arzan without letting go of his embrace.

"really? It's only three days."

Arzan instantly released his embrace and turned over Allura's body. The man stared intensely at the girl in front of him.

"just? Three days, three nights, Ra. That was a long time. Wait ... does that mean you won't miss me when I'm away from you?" asked Arzan while looking at Allura's eyes.

The girl could not move from there, Arzan locked Allura's movements with the man's hands beside his body.

"Mas, ja–do not like this .. a–I'm afraid Mama or Papa see us. Later .... later they become misunderstood," pinta Allura nervously, while Arzan himself was indifferent and seemed to ignore the protests complained by Allura.

Without Allura knowing, Arzan had previously asked the workers in his house not to enter the kitchen area. So, right now no one would see them, whereas Madam Fika and Mr. Anderson rarely went into the kitchen. Cunning indeed, but that's what Arzan did to treat his current longing feelings.

"You just calm down, Ra. No one will come here" said Arzan, bringing his face closer to Allura's breath that hit her skin. However, Allura was still able to control himself, he was unwilling to get carried away. Especially now he is cooking for breakfast and supplies Arzan as well.

"Mas, I'm cooking. You'll be late if you keep bothering me." Allura slightly pushed the chest of Arzan's field that had been increasingly memepetnya.

Arzan was silent, the man turned towards the wall clock in the room. Arzan saw the time that had shown five o'clock less and soon Adzan will reverberate. Finally, Arzan gave up. However, before he let go of Allura, Arzan briefly kissed the edge of Allura's lips at a glance.

"Morning kiss" he said. Arzan retreated and let Allura continue his activities. The man immediately turned around and left Allura who was still sculpting in his place.

Why is Mas Arzan so happy to make me hang like this? Did he do that on purpose to make it harder for me to breathe? his grunt while holding his left chest that is still hammered.

Arzan himself chose to return to his room with a smile that continued to be imprinted on the man's lips. Sometimes Arzan also shakes his head. Being close to Allura always made it difficult for him to control himself. Allura's charm always made her intoxicated.

Oh my God .. may my business be finished quickly, so that I can immediately propose the girl I love, inner Arzan while opening the door of his room.

Arzan recalls his marriage to Rivera. In fact, since the birth of the Star, Arzan has not returned to the house they previously occupied. For some reason, Arzan always felt crowded if he was in that house. Not once did he feel comfortable living there. Moreover, the attitude of Rivera who never once appreciated him as a husband. Given it all, making Arzan's chest tight again. Finally, the man chose to enter the bathroom to clean himself before going to the mosque not far from his home.

As Arzan exits the room, he accidentally crosses paths with his mother. Madam Fika smiled when she saw Arzan who was ready to go to the mosque.

"Where is it, Ma?" arzan asked as he did not see his papa.

"There, Papa is also getting ready to go to the mosque. You wait for Papa downstairs," suggested Mrs Fika to her son.

"All right." Arzan nodded and started to step down to the bottom floor followed by Madam Fika who was walking behind him.

Arriving below, Arzan immediately walked towards the living room, while Madam Fika immediately entered the kitchen. He smelled a different cooking aroma than usual.

"Lura, did you prepare all this?" mrs Fika asked as she looked at some of the dishes that Allura was preparing on the dining table. Madam Fika also looked at the food box that was in Allura's hands.

"What's that for Arzan?" ask again.

Allura nodded and smiled when she heard Madam Fika's question. "Yes, Ma. May Mama and Papa love my cooking."

"Well, Arzan must be very happy because you have prepared his provisions on the road" said Mrs Fika enthusiastically.

Allura only smiled slightly when she heard her future father-in-law's words, she didn't talk much because Madam Fika didn't know that Arzan had disturbed her earlier.

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