Romantic Young Master

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Finish Sora shower in the bathroom of the main kitchen Laras put his clothes, powder and comb his curly hair.

For a while he sat with the children before returning to Yudi's room, wanting to cry, wanting to be holy.

Cook no more, later Om Yudi eat at the main dining table, a lot.

In the heart of Laras, he also had breakfast in the kitchen lounge just now there is a menu of boiled crab noodles so out of taste.

I finished the time to make the debai, it has been an hour also I am here.

In Laras' heart he remembered Kiara, then looked at Sora. "Sora here first, Mama Laras want to see Om Yudi?" ask Laras to Sora who again doodled in the book Crescent.

"Yes." Yeah." Sora answered focusing on his abstract patterns, looking like he liked books and pencils. Many have graffiti on the paper there are also those that resemble numbers and letters chicken claw.

Sora doesn't go to school, though,

In his heart Laras was concerned then looked at Scyth. "Sabit, Mama Laras go to the room first, you take care of Sora?" tanya Laras pleads.

Scyt nodded. "Sabit, you don't leave me, you know." said Sora.

"Yes." replied Scythickly hearing Sora's way of talking to him, the kind of age they are.

"Yes already, Mama Laras live first yes." say Laras on the two children met gedenya.

Barrelling down the hallway, as he passed through Kiara's room he walked quickly, shaking his head away from the slovenly thoughts from his brain.

At the end of the hall, Laras opened the door. He went into the kitchen to pick up his phone at the dining table and slowly opened the bedroom door, peeking.

Where is Om yudi,

Baras saw on the mattress no Yudi, sound of water in the bathroom.

Hm, get up so quickly.

Barrel in, want to clean the mattress, arrange pillows folding blankets, not long Yudi out of the bathroom wet.

Baras was stunned to immediately throw his face, focus on tidying up the mattress. "so soon to wake up?"

Tanya Laras pleasantries without turning her head, citing the clothes used by Sora who had taken her from the main kitchen, then brought her to the bathroom put together with clothes in a dirty basket.

Barrel came out of the bathroom, meeting a look with Yudi who was standing looking at him, deg. The scenery that still makes the heart of Laras pounding is not because.

"Yes, take the young lady to her birth mother's grave."

Yudi's voice while rubbing her hair with a small towel.

"Yes already." Laras answered quickly and went to the door to get out of the bedroom.

"By the line." Yudi called her.

"Yes" replied Laras turning to Yudi.

Yudi sat on the edge of the mattress still towel-an. "Here." call her to lay down her little towel, reach out to Laras

Laras approaches, Yudi grabs a basket of dirty clothes put her on the floor and brings Laras sitting next to her.

Yudi took a deep breath before speaking, "Sorry to trouble you" said Yudi clasping Laras fingers one hand outstretched to wipe the sweaty hair on Laras' nose.

"Sora will be taken care of by Nanny just can't, I try as soon as possible. Not what while he was with us first." explained Yudi, actually he was also uncomfortable.

"Hm." Laras nodded.

"It's okay, the kid's funny too. Now there is a Crescent who accompanies him to play so it is not only with me." replied Laras.

"Thank you Laras" said Yudi staring at Laras intensely.

Yudi Laras was wrong. Not wanting to be trapped by his salting feelings. "I go to the kitchen first, I want to be holy." said Laras about to stand up.

"Ehm, um." Yudi shook his head to hold Laras.

"You take your dirty clothes to the clothes room only morning, afternoon taken or tomorrow" said Yudi.

"Well, I can wash, I can use a machine." The barrel of reason, he just likes to take care of all the needs of Yudi himself.

Yudi read Laras's mind and brought her into his arms. "I'm old Laras, want to quickly have children. So you don't get too tired ya, understand Laras." firmly Yudi rubbed the back hair Laras.

"Isn't there already a Crescent." Laras said carefully fearing to offend Yudi.

Yudi unraveled a hug staring at Laras. "Laras, I'm taking care of the evidence that I'm not the real father of the Crescent, be patient. Trust me, I've never made a baby grandpa other than you."

Laras looked at Yudi's eyes fixedly seeing indeed he did not lie because the first time doing them was just as stiff and just as stupid, Laras shuddered to imagine himself the first time to spill a lot of blood.

But lately Yudi has been smart, every beat of his no one misses. All delicious, delicious until it feels to the heart so that the barrel of the kecin is added again, but maybe because the age factor is also so that the Om just one round is weak.

Reading Laras' mind, Yudi floated a jolt on Laras' forehead.

"Ouch!"

Why the fuck is it sentile, ah.

In the heart Laras her lips wrinkled. "Then Sicken whose son?" ask Laras curiously.

"This again want to take a DNA test sample because it uses blood, the test results come out not to wait long, at least one day" explained Yudi.

"Yes, as long as Om goes,.."

"Why still call Om Laras." Yudi cut the Speech Baras.

"Keep calling what dong?" ask Laras.

"Call me ayang mbeb, like the warehouse staff."

"What's? No way, tacky!" pekik Laras refused spontaneously, could not stand Yudi also smiled, it was strange.

"Don't be weird, Om, not really Om."

Sent Laras while thinking what is good, calling mas also his tongue is a bit stupid when he has to pretend to call Yudi in front of his mother's father.

"It's up to you." Yudi read the mind of Laras, in fact he was also comfortable called Om.

"What if you call brother." suggested Laras.

Hm, Yudi felt like he was called by his men. "May" he said resignedly.

"As long as Om, uh ab-bang go to the tomb let me go to my father's house for a while." beg Laras.

Yudi read Laras's mind about what he meant by going home to his father, giving money from Suga.

"Alright, because the way we go together, I'll drop you in the alley of your house. Quickly drop clothes to the clothes room and get ready!" yudi Yerasi.

"Thank you brother." replied Laras smiling funny because it was not yet ordinary.

"Ehm ehm." Yudi.

Dissolve your forehead, what else?

Yudi read Bram's room, his boss was busy making baby grandpa, Daniel was too.

I want to, too, in Yudi's heart.

'Let's make a baby grandpa.' Yudi moved his lips.

"Ha," asked Laras again because he did not understand and was not heard.

Yudi think about it, make no yes, hm. "Hurry to prepare." Finally that's what he said from his mouth.

"Yes" answered Laras grabbing his basket out of the bedroom.

Yudi took a heavy breath, there was still a lot to do, including checking the office files that went into his email. It's been lying dormant waiting for Bram's signature while the boss prefers to have fun with his wife, hm.

When will he be interested in office affairs,

In his heart Yudi walked into the closet to take his clothes. But Yudi undoes the intention of looking into the towel suddenly someone stands up straight, ah!

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The barrel in the kitchen cleaned the table and stove before he delivered the laundry while thinking later to the house father brought Sora no yes.

Kasian Sabit, he also still has to study and work, hm.

Finished Barrel closed the kitchen door, suddenly his body was hugged from behind there was a sound of heavy breathing in his neck and ears.

"Om Yudi." hiss Laras smelled a familiar fragrance.

"Hm, I want a barrel."

Whisper Yudi, flipping Laras facing him. Grabbing waist pressing nape, close face, cup.

Barrel stuttered got a sudden attack, only resigned to receive a sultry, ah ah ah ah.

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