Pretending to be Innocent Though Lust Satisfier

36

|"Meet Mama at the Boutique later this afternoon!"|

Hearing the call from his mother, Qeunby immediately took off her husband's arms that began to stretch, Jonas was still asleep. When he wanted to sit, his head suddenly hurt. Spontaneously he massaged his forehead slowly.

"Sorry, Ma. Quenby's power can't get there today" he said, grimacing a little due to the pulsation of the head that was getting stronger.

|"Allah! Don't excuse yourself. Chances are married and some have guaranteed your life, now start to dare to refuse, huh? Is that?"|

Geez, Quenby is really grateful for this headache. Because then he will not meet his stepmother whose job is just angry and suspicious continue to him.

There were already too many problems that suddenly arose overnight. Quenby did not want to increase the burden of his mind again by hearing the ravings of his mother who always pressed and blamed him.

"No, Ma. Quenby's really-dizzy-"

After her mother closed the phone unilaterally. Quenby immediately got up to the bathroom.

Quenby walked unsteadily, his steps slightly swaying due to the pulsation of his head that was increasingly swirling. Even now his vision began to twitch as his body became lighter, followed by a shrill humming sound filled his hearing, and soon his vision became blurred. But before his body collapsed, he could hear someone shouting his name.

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In the pitch-black atmosphere, 11-year-old Quenby was lying alone on the floor of his room that was no better than a storage area for unused items.

The creeaak!

The door of his room opened slowly, a pair of house slippers with a pair of tiered legs approached him slowly.

"Can you, you not take me?!" the hissing of a full furious voice sounded from the owner of the leg of the level.

Slowly Quenby opened his eyes, then he painstakingly looked up at the figure of the woman who was still standing towering in front of him with her hands folded in her chest.

"Minimum yes .. if I want to take care, you do not take care of me! Don't make me hard! Don't complain and just accept everything as if it were a gift! It's lucky you didn't throw it away!"

Ever since that sentence was spewed out of the woman's mouth, Quenby realized that she was not the daughter born of the woman he had been calling Mama.

"Don't throw Quenby, Ma ... Quen promised not to make Mama difficult ...,"

"Accoe ... Quenbins ...,"

The warm palm felt stroking his sweaty forehead. The heavy voice that he was so familiar with called out softly as he said his name.

Qeunby slowly opened both of her eyes. He saw the figure of a man with a worried face right in front of his face.

"Sister Jonas ..," Quenby murmured with my eyes.

Jonas breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife's eyes open.

"Th-this?" quenby asked when he saw a hose on the back of his hand.

"I called the Doctor when you fainted. Now you better eat first. Can sit?" Quenby nodded, and Jonas helped his wife sit in bed.

"Mom, please bring food for my wife, will you?" jonas said to the figure of a woman in her 40s who was standing near the door of the room.

Quenby frowned. "Who?" quenby asked Jonas when he saw a woman who had just come out of their room.

"His mother's name is Sara, from now on she'll accompany you when I get to the office,"

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That afternoon Jonas came out because there was a sudden business. The man left after seeing his wife's condition that had improved.

Her husband told her not to worry about anything. And as usual, Quenby just nodded obediently, although his head occasionally felt pain when remembering things that he had not found the end of. One of them was the request of his mother who told Quenby to come to the Boutique owned by the woman.

What else does Quenby think?

At 1 pm Jonas had arrived at the Boutique Boutique which is usually Dewita-Tanteenya come. The man was still sitting behind the wheel after parking his luxury vehicle.

Staring at a large sign that read 'Agatha's Studio', Jonas put on a smile. It was the start of an accidental meeting with his former underclassman a few months ago.

From the direction of the main door with a wide glass framed with white aluminum, appeared the figure of a woman who a few weeks ago broke into his company and claimed to be his wife. Kirey Agatha is the younger half-brother of his wife.

Jonas sighed in annoyance as the woman with the bare minimum of materials walked over to her parked car.

Tuk Tuk Tuk

The woman unkindly tapped on Jonas' car window 3 times with a big smile.

"Not going in right away, brother?" the woman asked when Jonas had lowered his car window. She was actually reluctant to do this, but there was something she had to ask.

Jonas frowned when the woman named Kirey called him 'Silver'. Only Quenby sounded sweet when calling the title to him, even when his wife moaned under the power of Jonas, the name 'Sister' that echoed the wife increasingly sound sexy. While hearing this itchy woman calling the same name, Jonas felt goosebumps made.

"Mrs Kirana has come?" jonas asked no questions about Kirey.

As soon as the woman's face throbbed, Jonas grew nauseous to see her. "Then Mama herself called Madam, anyway, sister?" kirey sulks with a spoiled face made up.

Jonas only snorted annoyedly in response to the attitude of this pretentious lady from earlier on to him.

Seeing that the handsome man with the cold face did not cry over him, Kirey could only curse inwardly. It's so arrogant of this guy, Kirey thought.

"Mama is waiting for Brother's arrival, yuk ...," Kirey asked. He kept trying to show his smile in front of the man.

After closing the window and getting out of his car, Jonas immediately walked with wide strides leaving Kirey behind who had difficulty chasing him because he was wearing high taper shoes. If there is an iron hole covering the flow of water, it is certain that the woman's legs will be stuck.

"Hello, son of Jonas," said Kirana-Mama Quenby. The woman was seen welcoming her arrival. "Please sit ...," Jonas was without further ado sitting on the long sofa dominated by white shades.

At first glance Jonas saw the interior design is still the same when he first entered this room. All he knows is this room used to be where Quenby spent the rest of his day.

"Mama was so happy when you called Mama. What's the need, son Jonas coming here?" kirana asked with a polite smile that did not match the personality of the woman.

Unlike the beginning of their meeting when Jonas only brought a motorcycle that was looked at by his wife's stepmother - the sour face and ketuslah that Jonas found.

Last morning when his wife picked up the phone, actually Jonas was up. She faintly heard his wife's stepmom screech across the phone telling Quenby to come to the Boutique this afternoon.

And when he saw his wife almost lying in front of the bathroom, Jonas immediately shouted Quenby's name. Seeing his wife unconscious, he immediately called Dion to come check the condition of his wife as well as ask for a recommendation of a woman who can stand guard to accompany his wife.

Recalling the words his wife messed up when she was unconscious, Jonas immediately contacted stepmother Quenby to meet this afternoon.

"I want to make a deal."

TB