Pregnant Whose Child ?!

Pregnant Whose Child ?!
Chap 45's



Yo Il looked at Sweet and Andreas left, with a small smile on his face.


"All right, what's my next plan?"guman Yo Il sipped his mango juice.


BIIIUUUUUURRRR....


The mango juice gushed from his mouth,


"Damn it! what did he put in my mango juice?"gerutu Yo il looked irritatedly at the glass in his hand and then turned towards Sweet disappeared.


"Assyyiiinn..!"


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Andreas brought Sweet to the complex of the servants' rooms. Coincidentally Sweet doesn't have roommate. If he lives alone in that corner room.


"This is your room Sweet." Andreas opened the door.


"OKs. The room is not too dusty. Let me clean it myself." Sweet looking around.


"Your work clothes are in the closet."Mr. Andreas pointed at the cupboard on the left side.


"Okay, thank you."


"If you need or have any other questions you can go to the corner of this complex." continued Mr. Andreas pointed to his right side.


"Yes, sir Andreas."


Sweet to clean the room, it did not take long because the room was just a little dusty. Sweet put on the sheets when the door of her room was knocked.


TOKTOOK


Sweetly turning to the door of her room, Han Yo Il stood on the side of the open door.


"It's over?"


"Already! Just tidying up his sprai. What's the matter, Young Master?"Ask a little lazily.


"Wear your work clothes and come to my room" said Yo il as he passed.


Sweet stupefied.


"What the fuck is this? I don't know where the room is." Sweet grumbled finish installing the sprai.


Sweet walked towards the servants' gathering room at the end of the compound. She's already wearing her work clothes.


In the room there were only a few people, and also Mr. Andreas.


"What's Sweet?"ask Mr. Andreas to come closer.


"Aaaa.. young master told her to go to his room. I don't know where the room is." said Sweet rather hesitantly staring awkwardly at the servants in the room.


"I'll introduce you first." Andreas sir introduced Sweet to the three servants there.


After having a stale conversation with the servants there, Mr. Andreas brought Sweet to Han Yo Il's room.


"This is his room."


"Thank you, Andrew."


TOKTOOK


mr. Andreas tapped on pinttu, then opened it. The room was empty, there was no one there.


"Young Master?" mr. Andreas stepped in. Sweetness followed from behind.


A few steps Mr. Andreas entered the room Yo Il sound of the bathroom door opened. Yo il with a towel on her waist looked at the two people who entered her room.


"Have you come?"looking towards Sweet.and then walking into the dressing room.


"Your stuff is on the table. Take it and go back to your room."


Whahuh? That only? So I was told to change into a waiter's shirt and tired of coming here just for that? why was it fitting to knock on my room door is not skalian bring. Sweet growls in the heart.


Sweet approached the table that was appointed Yo il took his school device and left by continuing to rumble.


Blam it!


The sound of the door closing, Yo Il peeked out from behind the locker room door that she opened slightly. He smiled at me.


His upset face is so funny...


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In other parts of the country. More precisely in Devan's apartment. That night Bi Biyan had returned home. The man helped Angga cook. Angga made kimci, because he wanted to eat it. Carrots are ready to be cut, leeks are also prepared. Stay smeared Sawi with spices.


While being engrossed in her cooking activities. Hape Devan reads. Devan took the phone he kept in the room. Call from his father. Devan picked her up and went back to the kitchen.


("Tomorrow come and stay here a few days.") Mr. James' voice was across.


"No! We're busy. I still have a job too."reject Devan immediately.


("I don't care! You guys should come tomorrow! It's done!")close James then.


"Dad!" pekik Devan saw his phone screen, the connection was cut off.


"Damn it!"he threw his cellphone at the table in front of him.


Angga turned his head, looking at her upset husband.


"What's wrong?"asked Angga to pay attention to Devan who was still mocking indistinctly. While his hands were still busy peppering his kimchi.


"Dad, ask us to stay at the big house tomorrow."


"Aaaaa...so?" Angga turned his eyes back to his kimchi.


"Do you mind?" ask Devan carefully.


"I'm not a man. But what about Mom? Maybe he objected." said Angga


"Mothers... Maybe I've already taken care of it."


"So, you want to?"


"It's okay." looked at her husband's face for a moment, then back to her activities.


What exactly are you planning? why did you suddenly invite us? inner Devan.


The night passed, and Devan and Angga slept that night, under a blanket that warmed their bodies. But it is incomplete if not by hugging his partner, right?


The next morning, Angga and Devan prepare for the journey to the main house. Angga was picking clothes when Devan entered his room changing room.


"What should I wear?"tanya Angga pasted a suit of clothes on his body and saw the reflection of himself in the mirror. Then he changed with another stelan.


"Anything is good for you." replied the original Devan.


Angga breathed his heavy breath.


"I shouldn't have asked you." Angga muttered slightly irritatedly.


Devan who was wearing his shirt turned to hear the muttering of his wife, then he turned around, walked closer and twisted the body of Angga until they faced.


"Mmmm. Let me see, "Said Devan as if thinking, looking at the whole body of Angga.


"It looks like this canal suits you" said Devan, taking over the dres from Angga's left hand.


"really? Don't I look too fat wearing this?"


"You're pregnant again. These clothes are loose anyway."


Angga.


"I also like the color of calm." continued Devan again.


"All right! I'm just wearing this." murmured softly.


Devan was done with his clothes, waiting for Angga. The woman just silently stared at the reflection in the mirror, still with the dress that Devan chose earlier . several times Angga stick it on her body.


"Why not wear it, from then on. If you don't like it, change it."


"No. It's good."


"Why not wear it?"


"Mas Devan when it's done why is it still here anyway?" angga protest pouted.


"Why is that?"ask Devan without moving." I'll wait for you."


"Wait outside."


"No way." Devan refused, "Why did he tell me to come out? You shy?"


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