
"Hey baby, what are you making heum? fathan asked who surprised Sania all of a sudden. The man now hugged Sania from behind with both hands beautifully coiled in Sania's belly, while submerging her head at the intersection of Snaia's neck. It's really calming.
Fathan even blew the woman's neck to make Sania feel amused and upset at the same time.
"Aishh, Jonathan! you don't be ignorant, I'm making lunch for Fedrcik, don't bother me," said Sania trying to release the circle of Fathan's hand which was even harder because Fathan was still reluctant to release him.
"I don't want to," Fathan denied and remained in his position while Sania sighed at the man's behavior. That guy likes to bother him.
"Loh, it wasn't that you were cooking heum, why cook again," asked Fathan in surprise because he and Athan still left a lot
"yes, but less. Mark and Vandra had eaten, and it was all gone" Sania replied with a smile
"Basic, 'they are voracious" said Fathan.
"The person you say is greedy is your son, sir," Sania said, making Fathan chuckle.
"Can I let go first, I want to put this there" said Sania who was holding a pot.
"Don't want to, kiss me first, then I'll take it off," Pinta Fathan turned Sania's body to face him directly and then Fathan brought his face closer.
Fathan closed his eyes, waiting for Sania.
"No," Sania refused, pushing Fathan's face so close to her. Sania could feel the male's breath hitting her face.
Fathan opened his eyes again, after getting a rejection from Saniaa. Staring at Sania intensely made Sania become misbehaved and turned her gaze in the other direction.
Fathan doesn't like that, he wants Sania to keep looking at him.
"Kiss me" said Fathan, getting closer to their bodies until they now have no distance. Sania held her breath.
Again and again Sania wants to push Fathan away from her body, but Fathan seems to have known until the man is now waiting for Sania to make Snaia cornered.
"I told you I wouldn't let you go, baby, Kiss me now" asked Fathan for the umpteenth time.
"Ekhem okay," resigned to finally because he also did not feel comfortable with such a position.
Fathan's smile widened immediately to hear a statement that he was really waiting for earlier.
Fathan now turned away his wajh and pointed one side of his cheek.
Cup
Sania's eyes glared as Fathan turned his face towards her, not the cheek of Fathan she now kissed but right on the man's thick lips.
Fathan smiles and takes over, the man now kisses Sania demanding she not allow Sania to let him out a word of protest as Fathan deepens his kiss.
"emm," languid Sania squeezed the pantry of the kitchen table.
Until some time, Sania hits the man's chest to be released immediately because Sania cannot breathe.
Fathan finally ended the kiss even though he was not satisfied, but he should not be too selfish and think only of himself.
"You're crazy" Sania said with a flushed face, not out of shame but anger. Sania took a few breaths and then exhaled her roughly.
Sania stared fiercely at Fathan, the man had gone too far in his opinion, even though he had enjoyed their activities earlier, but still it was the wrong thing. They shouldn't have done that.
"you're angry?" ask Fathan.
Fathan just kept quiet watching him until he finished making everything. Fathan's eyes are not separated from Sania. The tail of his eyes always turned off the woman he had claimed to be his.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I lost control, I couldn't help myself" said Fathan lowering his ego to apologize, but honestly in his heart he had no regrets about doing so.
"You know this is wrong" Sania said.
"I know baby, I want to straighten out our relationship, I'm not strong if it keeps going like this. It's just that I have to sort things out in my office first" explained Fathan.
"I understand, don't do it again" said Sania.
"Yes dear, ' said Fathan relieved because they did not fight, if only it happened then he would be more dizzy.
"It's finished the cooking show, now let's go for a walk, I want to get some fresh air," asked Fathan.
"We wait for Fedrick to come home first" Sania said, staring at the food she was serving at the table.
Fathan grimaced in the heart, fedrick will usually be late to go home because of play or other affairs even the man rarely if eating at home and more often eat out.
But seeing Sania's great efforts and intentions, Fatha could not see if Sania was disappointed.
"Well, after that we go okay, I don't accept any more excuses" said fathan then asked for permission to take a bath.
Fathan called Fedrick immediately. "What this child is doing, ' Fathan fumed when his phone had not been picked up at all.
Fathan tried many times and finally his son who was very annoying according to him finally picked up the phone from him.
"APA? fedrick asked in a flat tone from across there like he didn't feel guilty. Fathan could even imagine Fedrick's face showing a flat, squishy look.
"Hurry home now, otherwise I'll take your motr and get your bike club, Now!!" fathan said firmly and without waiting for approval from Fedric, Fathan immediately turned off his phone connection.
"As if something is lacking," said Fathan remembering.
"Ah right, Intan! I haven't seen him today" muttered Fathan and now intends to step foot into Intan's room.
Tok tok tok tok
"Princess," call Fathan and knock on the door. Long wait, Fathan never get an answer. Usually Intan snagat enthusiastic and without long immediately open the door.
"The princess? are you inside? daddy came in, yes" said Fathan as he opened the door to Intan's room slowly.
"Well, it's empty, is he downstairs?" asked his own drinya, Fathan then closed the door to Intan's room back and down the stairs while glancing around.
"Darling, I didn't see Intan?" ask Fathan to approach Sania again.
" Oh that, Intan is not at home, she is staying at her friend's house" said Sania.
"Friends? which friend. Do I know him?"
"Yes, those who have come here, they're Intan's best friends. No need to worry about it because Intan has often stayed with them," explained Sania again.
"Why didn't Intak tell me," said Fathan, taking his phone back and making a video call to Intan.
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