ON PAUSE!!!

The Naughty Hero

"Yes, Pa. What's up?" ask Yoga.

"Where are you? There's something Papa wants to talk to you about."

"Yoga again outside Pa, same Anin. Forward dinner." said Yoga who immediately made Wira smile happily.

All of a sudden his intelligent brain works really well when it comes to getting a rogue idea to snare his tender prey.

"It's dinner at home anyway, all Papa wants to talk, it's important" Wira said while emphasizing at the end of the word.

Yoga glanced at Anin, and then confirmed Papa's request. After that Yoga immediately turned off the connection and put the phone back on the dashboard.

"Honey, sorry, I don't think we're eating out. Someone wants Papa to talk to me, he said. Not pa-pa, is it?" ask Yoga with a bad feeling.

Anin was speechless, this week she hoped not to meet her Papa Yoga again. At least not in this close time. But if he asks to be delivered home, Anin feels sorry for his lover because the distance of his house is also quite far if you have to ask to be delivered back, now. And in the end Anin nodded despite seeming doubtful. "Yes, not pa-pa."

"Thank you, I promise, next time we'll eat out again." Yoga stroking babe hair Anin. Of course he is more in love because Anin can always understand himself.

Anin just nodded. His heart suddenly felt uneasy for what reason. Clearly he was still afraid to meet the hero.

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The car driven by Yoga finally arrived also in the courtyard of the mansion. Yoga immediately came down as well as Anin who did not wait to be opened, because she was not the princess who had to be treated excessively like that.

As usual, the servants immediately greeted the two and led the two into the dining room.

Before the arrival of the two, the host who was none other than the Hero informed and ordered his workers to prepare the dinner menu.

Those who feel happy to get the information are of course directly working on the orders of their employers as best as possible. The servants really liked the figure of Anin who for them was very friendly.

"Welcome, dear. I'm so glad you finally want to visit here again. Please sit down." said Wira welcomed with a gaze that made Anin uncomfortable. The more uncomfortable when he heard Wira calling him dear.

Yoga himself even raised his eyebrows next to hearing his Papa's words. Yoga thinks, as fun is his Papa to Anin, so his Papa has dared to call his lover with affection. However, Yoga did not bother him, just invited Anin to sit next to him. It's just that Anin was made uncomfortable because he had to sit with a seat with Wira. And the hero sat at the head of the table near Anin.

Not only Yoga, the servants also felt strange to hear the words of their master. They felt that something was wrong with the master, especially when they saw his master's gaze that looked adoring to their young master's lover.

"How's it going?" ask Wira, of course, to Anin who already looks nervous.

"Ba-well, um." Anin replied, nervous.

"Don't be nervous like that, in the future you have to get used to me. That means, you'll be a family member here." And will certainly be my wife...

Yoga smiled, not yet he asked for blessing, but his Papa had given his blessing first before he said his intention to propose Anin. Is it blessing?

"So Papa's gonna let me marry Anin?" tanya Yoga enthusiastically.

The hero fell silent as he looked at his son, then the Hero nodded with a forced smile.

"Thank God, thank you, Pa. Yoga will soon propose to Anin. Yoga can't wait to have kids. You also want to have grandchildren, right?" the word Yoga that immediately makes the Hero silenced.

Damnit damnit! I think I mispronounced...

"Don't rush, finish your college first, keep learning first to manage Papa's company, only after you think about marriage."

The smile of Yoga instantly faded, what his Papa said was indeed true. He must be able to manage the company first, there is no way he married Anin using his Papa money. Moreover, the savings are not enough.

"Yes, Pa. Luckily the skirpsi trial is only a few months away. Baby, wait for me. I promise I'll propose to you soon with your mother." said Yoga as he grabbed Anin's hands and kissed the back of her hand at a glance.

The scenery of course makes the hero ketar-ketir. Between the heat and unwillingly Anin is treated like that by her son.

"Ehem!" The hero cleared his throat, and instantly made the two wake up and smiled shyly at the Hero.

"Hehe, sorry, Pa. Yoga is too happy."

"Hem! Please eat it, baby." Wira invited, more precisely only to Anin. And again Anin was made uncomfortable to hear the call.

"Here I take." Yoga stood up and served rice and side dishes on the plate Anin. Actually Yoga does not need to do that because Anin can do it alone. But if it is like this, then how else.

The hero tries to be ordinary, he lets the two have fun first before Anin will eventually be his.

The three of them finally drowned enjoying each other's food, until suddenly Anin felt something ridiculous on the back of his legs.

Anin's face turned frantic as something that felt ludicrous was rising upwards. Slowly Anin glanced at Wira, but Wira only showed an ordinary expression while enjoying the dish. So what is moving in the calf?

Anin stared angrily at Wira, but Wira only returned with a mischievous smile.

Feeling fed up, Anin finally chose a reasoned permission to go to the toilet to avoid going to the messuman Wira.

"Mas, I go to the toilet first." said Anin while standing up.

"Want me to take you?" haggara Yoga. From then on he just focused on eating to the point of not realizing the strange movements shown by Anin.

"No, I'm alone." Anin re-mas his fingers, it feels like it can not stand being stared hungry by Wira.

"Yes already. Toilet is decked kitchen, you ask the same questions of the servants." said Yoga who was directly in yes by Anin.

Anin simply nodded, then immediately left the dining room.

Yoga continued to eat his food again, another with the spirit who even moved uncomfortable. Only a few moments Anin passed, but he was already feeling homesick. The girl was only allowed to go to the toilet.

I seem to be crazy about him.. I'm sorry Manda, I betrayed you.

"Papa to the kitchen first ya." said Wira suddenly. Without waiting for his son's reply, Wira immediately stood up and passed away leaving the dining table.

Yoga did not feel suspicious at all, only he felt strange because his Papa was just this time willing to set foot into the kitchen. Though so far the area is often in the touch by his Papa only up to the dining room.

Choosing not to care, Yoga also returned to eating his food alone.

The hero went straight to the kitchen because he was sure the beautiful girl must have been there. And exactly, the guess is not wrong. Anin was standing in front of the mirrorless sink.

The arrival of the Hero into the kitchen of course surprised the workers, did they not see wrong?

The hero did not care about the gazes of his servants, and gestured for them to be silent. Soon he gave the servants a code to leave the kitchen. Those who understood immediately left the room.

After all the servants left, Wira immediately approached Anin who was still silent to do nothing, even the sink looked still dry.

Anin flinched as a hand coiled around her waist. Anin thought the culprit was Yoga, but when she saw a hand filled with dense fur, Anin was instead made to panic because the hand did not belong to Yoga. Yoga hands are not hairy, then whose hands belong to it?

The smiling hero felt Anin's tensed body, her hands hugging tightly to Anin's waist, to the point that Wira dared to drown her face in the niche of Anin's neck. Inhaling the body scent of Anin which turned out to be very intoxicating.

Anin panicked, she knew the culprit. His hand was trying to release the hand of the Hero that was tightly coiled around his waist.

"Om, loose! Don't fuck with me! Or I'm yelling!" threatening Anin hoped Wira would immediately distance her body.

Instead of being afraid, Wira instead chuckles and re-sniffles the neck of Anin's level, even pecking it a few times.

"Stop Om! I will report to the police if you dare to mess with me." threatened Anin again, but Wira still remained unmoved and continued to kiss the neck and even creep up to his ears.

Anin twitched trying to keep her neck out of the reach of the Hero. But it is not the name if you lose just like that.

"Shut up, or the servants will see us. If it had happened, they would most likely have reported it to Yoga." this time it was the threatening Hero, and the threat of course managed to make Anin speechless.

"Don't do this, om. I am the son of Om's lover. If Yoga knows for sure your son will misunderstand."

"I don't care."

"Of!" jolt her.

"Shut up! Or I'll take you to the room!" threatening Wira that instantly made Anin glare sharply.

"Good, I promise it won't be more than this. The smell of your body turns into my opium." The hero again sniffed Anin's neck, dyed her even licked it to the point of leaving a wet trail there.

Anin felt like crying was treated like that, but she held it back because she was afraid of the servants or even Yoga caught her.

"Don't stay away from me, or I'll leak our affair to my son." Suddenly the Hero's speech made Anin gasp in disbelief.

Who is cheating?

"Om don't gil-mmfftt.."

The hero immediately smothered Anin's mouth before Anin shouted. "Don't yell or our affair will be quickly exposed."

Anin shook his head, he really did not believe in the madness of the Hero. He had no other choice, so he chose silence.

"Smart girl, I love a submissive girl like you. Come back to the dinner table, before Yoga catches up and sees us in this hot position." The woman kissed Anin's right cheek and released her embrace and passed leaving Anin still in shock.

"Astaghfirullah's..."