Pregnant Whose Child ?!

Chap 15: Recharge!

In a shopping mall Devan and Angga enter a brended bag shop.

"Mas Devan. Why are we here?"

Angga dizzy, he knows the bag there is not cheap.

"Of course buy a bag."walk through the bags displayed on the display.

"Mas Devan needs a bag?" following behind.

"Not for me, choose which one you like."

"for me?" pointing at his own face

"Heem."

"But it's expensive here. Let's just move. Let's get to the market, it's cheaper" Angga pulled Devan's arm.

"Yeah....."Devan breathed an annoyed sigh.

"It's too cheap. We have a lot of money."

"really?"angga eyes sparkle.

"Heeem." nodded happily. "Mom gave us money last night. So let's spend it today."smile victory.

"Mas Devan!"hit Devan's arm.

"What the hell? He gave it! It's a pity that it's not worn." Smile again.

Angga pursed his lips making Devan anxious.

"Don't Mas Devan." Angga's face was grim.

"Why?"

"That money....." Angga spoke softly.

"That money?"

"we shouldn't have taken the money."

"Why?"

"That money, doesn't Mas Devan know? the money was to pay me away from you." Angga was a little annoyed as if Devan didn't care.

"Does that mean you don't want to be away from me?"goda Devan.

"It's not so." Annoyed by Devan's attitude."Doesn't this mean I approve of everything you say?"

Devan.

"I don't like my mother's attitude. He pisses me off. If he does it again. Just take the money. And never leave me. Heem?"

"That means I'm so greedy, I don't know shame. Maybe you'll sue me." said Angga.

"That's my business!"firmly Devan raised the chin of Angga with his finger. Until their eyes hit. Angga looked down with his red face. Devan was so anxious.

Why are you so sweet?

"Do you want to choose yourself or do I choose?"tawar Devan touched one bag.

Angga glanced at the bag. His nominal tag made Angga gawk.

That's so expensive Angga's inner surprise.

"I chose it. This is it." said Devan. "Excuse me! Can you please pack this bag?" Devan called the employee at the shop

"aaaa, no! No!"prevent Angga fast." I'll choose myself." finally according to.

Devan smiled thinly.

"why? Isn't this good?"

"I don't like the color. Models too. I'll choose myself." reasoned.

"alright. Choose a lot."teach Devan with a smile of victory.

They bought two bags there. Some dresses, jewelry sets and one couple shirt that they directly wear.

Devan links his finger to Angga's finger which makes Angga's face red. Devan's eyes glanced at a man hiding in the corner of the store with a camera in his hand. Devan smiled thinly.

In A Cafe.

Devan's mother saw the shipment of photos of Devan and Angga shopping using his money. Mom's hands clenched, smashed the table.

"Bad!"

Mom's still upset and angry. Mother sipped her drink, in front of her sat a beautiful woman.

Mona is upset, too. Because of the village girl he was eliminated. Plus, the girl gets the blessing and welcome from Devan's father who didn't even approve of her just yet. It really makes him angry. What does that girl have? Why would Mona lose to him? She who is a classy woman and has the same degree can be knocked out by the village girl? Just right!?

"Mother.."softly stroking mother's hand.

"She was very shameless. Look at him. He even spent all of mom's money." Grumpy mother."By not knowing the shame of shopping here and there with his innocent pretentious face. Just disgust me."

"Silent mother! don't be rash. This will only make Devan hate mom. Mama's the only one I have now." said Mona with a clear face.

"Mom's my only hope."

I look on with pity on Mona.

"I'm sorry mom. I can't teach Devan well. I don't know what kind of magic that sneaky country lady used until Devan left you like this."

Mona smiles.

"What a mother. You're still on my side, that's enough."

"Mona, we have to set the strategy again. I'm not willing to curse that village girl."Said mom looking forward to Mona."Help u! Don't turn away from Devan, he's only lost for a moment. Devan will definitely come back to you."

"Yes mother. Mona also hopes so."

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The Devan Apartment

Devan dropped his body onto the sofa after putting several bags of papperbags on the floor. The gogga who was following behind stopped not far from him.

"Haaaahh" Devan mendesaaahhh.

"It's exhausting. I need a recharge." he said glancing at Angga.

"I'll get you a cold drink."Turn over to step into the kitchen.

"Don't! Come here!" devan slightly raised his head.

"Yes?" Angga approaching.

"I need a recharge."

"What does Mas Devan need."

"Darling!" raised hand.

"aaa... What does my dear need?"

Devan pulls the corners of his lips up.

"Recarge." pulled Angga's hand, and fell on the couch. Devan twisted his body until it was above the body of Angga. resting on his knees and hands. Melummaatt Angga's lips. down every room of his mouth.

Sweet. Addicted to me.batin Devan

Uuhghhh! Mr. Devan kissed me again. Since marriage, she has kissed me twice. Can I rebel? the voice of Angga.

Devan ended his kiss when Angga was out of breath.

"Breathe." Devan smiled broadly."You've never kissed?"

Angga's face flushed.

"I teach. Do as I do."

Devan kissed Angga again. Gently and slowly.

"why shut up?"

Devan kissed Angga again.

"Do as I do."

Devan once again kissed Angga.

"Grow your lips and tongue."

Devan once again kissed Angga.

"I won't stop until you get back at me"

Devan's kiss became even more impatient. Angga even involuntarily shed her tears. Devan stopped his kiss as he felt a warm droplet on his finger.

"You don't want to kiss me?"devan's voice sounded so bitter. It hurts when the woman he kisses cries.

The man straightened his body, gazing at the silent girl with a clear feather flooding down his cheeks. With an erratic feeling, Devan passed by his room. Of course he was sorry, the woman before him was crying without a fight. He almost indulged his desire.