Pregnant Whose Child ?!

chap 20's

"really?" muttered Angga full of questions.

And Devan just nodded with confidence.

"But I never sleepwalk" Angga denied, though his face was still doubtful.

"You're going to sleep. Where might know. You're not conscious."

"Totally so." Angga muttered softly but was still heard by Devan,

The man smiled slightly, he tried to hold on.

"What is the effect of hormones?"muttered Angga again. stared at Devan doubtfully.

Devan nodded in agreement with confidence.

"Yes already! I cook first." said Angga standing in front of the bed.

Devan pulled her until the girl sat down and fell on a soft bed. His body was slightly pushed back but was held back by Devan's hand. The man tilted his body.

cup

his lips have sipped Angga's lips. The girl was shocked until her eyes were broken.

"Morning kiss."whispered Devan let go of his hand letting the girl back on the bed.

While he walked towards the bathroom that was in his room. Angga. She was still a little shocked by the morning kiss Devan gave her earlier. His face was already flushed like boiled shrimp.

"Who? You still here?" devan's voice shocked him from the daydream.

Angga sat down to look at him. The man just wrapped a towel around his waist. Let his sixpack stomach terexpose perfectly in the eyes of Angga.

The girl even looked at him without blinking, until her saliva dripped. Devan smiled and sat down next to him. Without warning Devan kissed Angga's lips. Sipping it and exploring its depths.the whole space of his mouth he libas. Until he is satisfied and ends his kiss.

Devan stared at the red face of the woman who was suffocated. With a big smile that adds to his handsome face.

"Mas Devan is naughty!"Angga cried running out of the room with a red face.

Makes Devan squashy and laughs funny.

Angga walked towards the kitchen by holding his cheeks that were still flushed. There was someone in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Angga walked with hesitation and caution.

"Sorry! You who?"

The half-old woman smiled at Angga.

"I'm ART here. Mr. Devan hired me. My name is Biyan." the woman introduced herself.

Angga gasped in shock.

Whahuh? New ART? Does that mean I was fired? - batin Angga almost cried.

"Have you met him?" devan walked closer.

Angga turned his head.Manatap Devan asked for an explanation. But the man just smiled past him while ruffling Angga's hair.

Devan sat at the table. There's breakfast. Angga walked up and sat in his chair. With his face bent and down.

"Mas Devan what does this mean?"whispered Angga

"What?"

"New art?"

"Heeemmm?"

"New art? am I fired? so you're working on a new art?"

Devan smiled funny.

"we'll talk later after breakfast." Devan started eating.

The goose is a little lethargic.tp eat too. Devan just smiled seeing Angga eat with lava.

"What's the food good?"

"Heem."

"spent." Devan took another spoonful of side dishes to the following Angga plate with vegetables and others.

Angga was a little surprised but eaten up the toilet as well.

after breakfast Devan sat on the sofa in the main room watching tv. Angga sat down next to him.

"Mas Devan what now I'm fired? Why use new ART?" staring expectantly.

"Heeemmm?" Devan didn't listen so much Angga turned his head a little.

"Why...."

Angga.

"Go take a shower there."

Angga threw his bad breath. He went to the bathroom upset after bathing Angga looking for a towel. But he did not find.

Haaaahh? What the fuck? where did all the towels go? not even a bathrobe? Damn where my clothes are already wet again.Inner Angga almost crying.

Long-silent. Angga tried to peek out of the door. Then shut it back down.

Haaaah..... How's now? There's no way I could run like this to the room.

Anga sits on a toilet while thinking and contemplating. There was no sound of the bathroom door being knocked.

"are you all right?" devan's voice sounded I was worried from behind the door.

Angga raised his head to look at the bathroom door. Then walk closer.

Did I ask Mas Devan to get you a towel? Ahhhh, shame on me. Inner Angga covered his face with both his hands.

"Hey! The goose? You didn't faint, did you?" The sound behind the door began to sound a little higher level of concern.along with the sound of knocking increasingly impatient.

Haaaahh... Stupid time. Inner Angga again.

"I broke it down."

"Don't!" yelled Angga from the bathroom.

"Anga?"

Angga cleared his voice.

"Mas Devan get you a towel."Speak softly maybe the person behind the door didn't hear.

"What?"

"Grab a towel." very clean but harder than before.

"What??"

Hiiihi... Devan, has he lost his hearing? what what what what continues from earlier. Inner Angga grumbled.

"Handlet."

"Why towel?"reply Devan from behind the door.

"Get me a towel."

"Haaahh??"

hhhiiiiiihhhh.

"Please get me a towel! There are no towels!" angga's voice half-cried with a reddened face.

Angga came out after Devan took him a towel. The man was waiting in the main room when Angga was ready with his casual clothes on. Angga still stopped beside the sofa where Devan was sitting.

"It's over?"

Angga. Devan stood right in front of Angga, making the girl slightly rewind her body.

"Let me check."

Whataa? check what? why are his face and body approaching so close? Aaaaa, check whataaann? Why even kiss me?

After quite satisfied kissing his wife, Devan smiled at the reddened face of the boiled shrimp tub.

"alright. Let's go." Pull Angga's hand.

"Where are we going Mas Devan?"

Angga who was still confused followed Devan's steps out of his apartment to the elevator. Once inside the elevator, Devan immediately pressed the ground floor button. Incidentally in the elevator there are only two brands.

"I'm always curious what you eat and what drinks you consume" Devan cupped his hands together on Angga's face.

"It seems like we are consuming the same food. But why are your lips like opium to me." Devan sipped again Angga's lips.

UUUUUGGGHHHHH today I don't know how many times Mas Devan kissed me. Inner Angga.

Even in the elevator? inner again.

Devan brushed Angga's lips wet from his actions. He smiled broadly at the red face of his wife that made him even more anxious.

Devan saw the elevator light that showed the ground floor. They were about to come out but stopped for a moment. Look at the person standing in front of them.

Devan's happy face faded away instantly. Angga chose to rewind his body hiding behind Devan's body that tightly grasped his hands.