
"Uugghh.. My head feels dizzy." complained Sweet.
Sweet squirms on his bed. Clambered and looked around.
"Loh?" Sweet confusion, "Where am I?"
Sweet turned her head, as her hands felt touching a hard object beside her.
Master Yo Il! Sweet smothers his own mouth.
Why is he here? his mind started to panic.
Sweet sat awake, looking under his blanket.
Holy hooch! where are all my clothes? Why am I naked, and so is she? Sweet holds her head in frustration.
There's no way we're doing it, right? sweet thought panicked.
Sweet at first glance remembered, after kissing on the outside terrace with Yoil vaguely they entered into Yoil's room. Back to kissing and having sex. And they don't do it just once. Until you wake up this session.
It's insane! how could this happen. We even did it three times. three times?! Am I crazy!?
Sweet looked at Yo Il who was still lying down.
I'd better run away, before he wakes up and accuses me of anything.
Sweet gets up and steps, but his legs feel so limp that his body slumps.
"Bw.huh..!"
Yo il woke up lifting Sweet's body back to bed.
"Your body is still weak, Rest!" said Yo il stepped into the bathroom.
Sweet curled up. wrapped her body with a blanket.
Justjust like? Mister ? Really just like that? Doesn't she feel guilty for taking my virginity? Ck ! really too. Sweet growls in the heart.
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Sweet sitting at the dining table awkwardly. Glances at Yo il who is engrossed with her phone. Sweet wastes her rough breath. Yo Il glanced at him a glance.
"Why are you?"
Whahuh? wh why? after last night and just why?hellooo?? are you people? sweet Inner exasperated.
"EHEEEMMM."sweet Dehem
"That night......"
Yo il's eyes widened.his teeth were grinding, his face turned angry.
Whahuh? why is his reaction so? Is he angry because I want to talk about it? What the fuck? I should have been the one who was angry.Sweet in heart.
Yo il still stared at her screen. He then made a phone call.
"Is that true? Tell me clearly!"
Yo il's hands clenched tightly, listening to someone across the street talking .
BRAAAKKK!
Yo il breaking table.
Whahuh? why this? inner Sweet panic
Yo Il stood up and hung up his phone.
"Damnfucking!!" objurgation.
Oh my!! why is he suddenly angry? inner Sweet begidig.
"Let's go back to the city." - Yo il said coldly.
In the car there was silence. Neither yo il nor Sweet has a voice. Sweet is certainly very curious but he also knows the mood of Yo il is not good.
"Why are you quiet?"tanya Yo il was silent among them.
"I don't think you want to talk to me."
Yo il smiled wryly.
"Speak. I need some entertainment."
"What can I say to comfort you, sir? I'm not good at entertaining."
Yo il reviewed the smile.
"I'm not a comedian either so I don't know how to make someone laugh." said Sweet again. "But, if you want me to talk, I'll talk, yahh, considered a broken radio no matter what."
"Mmmm... How about I tell you what we met at the mall yesterday? Blah..blah..blah..."
Now he's babbling like a parrot. Looks like I've been wrong to ask him to talk.Inner Yo il scratched his head.
Yo il pulled her car over and braked suddenly.
Yo il took off her seat belt. Pulling the Sweet Carnage While the other hand pressed the nape of the girl. Yo Il melummaaatt exhausted Sweet lips that were incessantly babbling since earlier.
Sweet eyes widened, not expecting her master to kiss her.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhggg...."
Yo il ended his kiss. Back to his seat belt. Then start driving again. Sweet is still silent. His face was a little shocked.I was shocked by Yo il's treatment.
"You talk too much. I have to silence you" said Yo il focused on the streets.
"I won't talk anymore."Sweet talk shuts her mouth.
Yo il smiled thinly.
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Other place.
Mr. James lamented, after the departure of Angga and Devan. He was very sad, very sorry.
Why he used to be so tempted to repay Cory by using Ismiati. How cruel he was, why did he leave? Why was he so cowardly? Leaving a young woman pregnant with her child to return to Cory who had betrayed her?
Could this be a reply for me? Then why not just me? why did there have to be my son? mr. James's inner scream
AARRRRRRGGGGGGGHH......
James was still hysterically screaming. He was angry with himself to make his children bear the karma he made.
Angga's aunt and uncle felt sorry for him. They looked at the man who was still shaking his body. They were about to approach, however, the man was already swept away by one of his men, who then took Mr. James away.
On the way back to the capital, Mr. James did not stop crying. He continued to regret everything that had happened. Attract himself. Hit his chest and head.
Until we arrived at the big house. Mr. James limply entered the mansion. Cory's mother was stunned to see him.
"What's this about? My husband's? Are you all right?" ask Cory's mom to panic. She held her husband's arm.
"I'm going to work in my office" said Mr. James, dismissing Cory's hand.
"Don't bother me."
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The next day, Mr. James had calmed down, he walked out of his house, he had to work today. Yo il stood with Sweet by his side. Staring at Mr. James coldly and savagely.
"Would you like to come here?"
"Are they really brothers?"
Mr. James looked at Yo il terkejud.
"Where do you know?"
"That doesn't matter uncle! How can they be brothers?"
"That shouldn't be your business!"
"Of course it's my business!"
"Why? You put your heart on her?"
"Yes, I love both of them. How can you be sure if they are brothers? did my uncle do the test?"
"You're an outsider! no need to interfere."strictly James sir passed leaving Yo il. Get in the car.
"I.... I will definitely prove they deserve to be together."Yo il yells full of anger.
"I'll find out, they're not brothers." said Yo il.
"Master!"
Yo il turned to look at Sweet, then she reviewed the smile.
"Help me get a DNA sample of Angga and Devan, Nis."
Sweet speechless, he was surprised.he was also confused what exactly happened?
*Did Mbak Angga go with his own brother? Is the Baby in the belly of Mbak Angga not a baby belonging to Mister, but belongs to the Man named Devan? Why does it feel so complicated?
Why is the lord so hurt? Is it that deep Mr love mbak Angga, Until he also fragile* ? inner Sweet
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