Paid Seedlings
Don't be complicated
"I'll be with you tonight." break up Tisha. And Samuel knew that if the girl had said that, it would be hard for her to shake.
"I beg you, do not complicate my position, Miss. What if Mr Dirga finds out that Miss is in a room with a man?" Samuel was quite out of his mind every time he faced a girl as stubborn as his great master.
"Daddy's turn will blow the man's head off" replied Tisha of origin.
"What if it happens to me too, Miss?" furious Samuel. His head is getting sick.
"You calm down, Mom. Because I will not let that happen to you" Tisha said with her sweetest smile, winking her eyes right in front of Samuel's face. However, this did not shake Samuel's heart.
Not long after their argument, the door to the room where Samuel was being treated opened. Enter a husband and wife who are not young anymore. Makes Samuel breathe.
"Honey, why did you choose to treat him first, rather than your own father," Dirga protested when she found out her daughter was still sticking plaster on Samuel's arm.
Samuel got up from his seat and immediately stood up, but was immediately restrained by Tisha. The girl gestured for Samuel to remain in his place.
"Darling, Dad was also injured," Dirga said as she pressed against his chest.
"Dad, there was Mama. If Samuel's brother doesn't have anyone to help him with his injuries, "elak Tisha.
Dirga looked at Samuel with a hostile gaze. Through her eyes, Dirga threatened Samuel. And it was as if Samuel understood the gaze of his great boss. You have taken my daughter, from me. Get ready to lose your head. That was the threat Dirga could capture.
Meanwhile, Ayu's doctor rolled her eyes carelessly at her husband's overly possessive attitude towards their only daughter.
The day changed. Two weeks have passed. And now Bryan's allowed to go home. Manika's condition also improved.
In a room, there was a couple who were enjoying the cold tonight. They stared at each other in silence. Enjoying the beauty perfectly sculpted on the face of his opponent.
"Darling..," called Bryan so affectionately.
"Yes, Mas" replied Manika no less gentle with her husband.
"How about tonight? Cloe's already asleep, "he asked without further ado first.
"Your condition has not recovered perfectly, Mas. Fasting's a little longer, huh?" manika Bulujuk. Bryan's leg has not fully healed. Even to this day his feet are still wearing casts.
"Work, it's my 'this', honey. Not my feet," Bryan kept negotiating with his wife.
If in the nights before he could have held it, but not tonight. I don't know why his desire to do 'that' is so great.
"But, Mas..," Manika felt sorry for her husband. But he hesitated a little if he did it now. Because Bryan can't move around.
"You're on top, honey," whispered Bryan with his mischievous idea. His mind was too wild at the moment. Just imagining Manika in control, instantly hers instantly responded.
"No," Manika refused. He felt quite embarrassed if he was the one leading.
"You don't feel sorry for him?" point Bryan with his pleading gaze at Manika.
Sure enough, the seed sowing tool is ready to be invited to grow crops. So, Manika can only resign. Throw away her shame in order to fulfill the spiritual needs of the husband.
The couple also enjoyed their night full of hunting each other. Because they have been delaying doing so for a long time. They did so without a voice as simple as they used to do. Because there was their daughter who was sleeping not far from where the two of them were.
