Rosie Sanders!

Emotion Games

"Thank you baby, you always know what I need." Said Lexan smiling sincerely the man's eyes glazed over.

Noora smiled faintly, "wouldn't it be better if I always knew what makes you happy?" The glass in Lexan's hand almost plunged free onto the floor, if only he hadn't grasped it tightly.

"Hey, are you okay? Is your stomach back hurting? We'll just go to the hospital, how?" Noora with a panicked face.

Lexan shook his head quickly, so the wife could know if she didn't really have a stomachache.

"No, no. I just felt a little turmoil in my stomach, so I was a little surprised." Lexan smiled stiffly. Put the glass in his hand, before he made the glass smashed into pieces on the porcelain-like granite floor.

"You serious? Is it really okay?" The anxiety made Lexan's little heart ache. Now his guilt is piling up more and more like a pile of stones on his chest.

"It's okay, baby, your medicine has made me recover. Thanks again, it's late. Come on, let's just rest. We'll discuss my problem next time, not too urgent." Said Lexan who is now starting to enter slowly in the game of emotions that Noora played. Perfect right? Do not doubt who his mentor is, who is clearly a temperature with his incomparable abilities.

"Alright, but if you insist you can share with me. That is the point of us pairing up, in order to complement each other in all shortcomings and difficulties." Reply Noora looked softly at the husband's face.

Lexan pulls the wife's body into his arms. The first hug after they got married, it felt so different. It feels warm and soothing. Why could he be trapped by the warmth of a little girl like Savina, was it because he had never touched his wife? Is it possible that the feeling will be even more different after she does it? Various thoughts churned in his mind. But it is impossible now, when the perzi nahan sign is still clearly visible.

Arriving in the room, Lexan went to the bathroom. He wanted to cleanse his body once more. Although not really making love with Savina, but clearly he has released a drop of sweat pleasure because enjoying the girl's finger game through a video call connection. He wants his body to be clean while sleeping while hugging his wife.

Noora stared flatly at the bathroom door that was still perfectly closed. No one can guess what the woman's head is. Noora is intelligent in many academic fields, the woman is unrivalled. Even a professor was once made silent because his theory was broken by Noora was in plain sight before many people.

What else if it's just a rat like Lexan, not a hard thing to deal with. Once a finger is snapped, the man will melt with all his empty dreams.

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Paul is seen walking hastily towards the employee elevator, the man is like forgetting something in his study.

"Please hold the elevator door, please!" exclaimed Paul who was still a few meters more than the direction of the elevator.

A woman can be seen sticking her palms toward the elevator door that is almost closed.

Paul went in with a breath. The man ran from the parking lot towards there, obviously making his breath almost run out.

"Thank you miss" said Paul sincerely.

"Sama-sama, next time I don't need to run like that. It's dangerous, you can hit someone if you do." Paul gasped, that voice he was familiar with. While gulping a rough gulp, Paul turned his head to the side. Sure enough, the woman he's been seeing for over a week. Now the woman is standing right beside her, with a dress that looks very fitting on her tiny body.

"Miss? I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, commanding you at will." Paul felt guilty.

Arriving on the second floor, Paul said to come out first even though his heart was still not willing. Her single soul thrashed around wanting to be with the woman longer, what power, she was nothing.

Noora smiled wryly looking at Paul who was so innocent. At just 22 years old, the young man has just graduated from college this year. But Paul has been working there since two years ago, capitalizing on his high school diploma. Graduates with cumlaude predicate IT Department, the man did not want to be moved to other parts. According to him he is comfortable working in the CCTV section, just connect with his field. As a CCTV technician does not take too much time, just coordinate with the team and ensure access control to work properly.

"Why did you come back? do you still miss me heh?" said the colleague staring in wonder at Paul while laughing mischievously.

"I left my magic wallet, look at this." replied Paul lifting up his old foldable wallet.

"Ck! I guess what precious thing makes you sweat like this." Decak Anton throws a pea shell at Paul.

"It's valuable, you'll be surprised when you see the contents. I'm afraid you're gonna have a heart attack when you know what magical thing I'm hiding inside of her." Paul laughed crisply.

Anton chuckled, "of course I would be very surprised, when I saw your wallet only contained coins rather than paper money." Ejek Anton who now laughs back at his colleagues.

"Well that's it, then I have to save your life immediately. Before you prank and opened my wallet and ended up in the morgue instead of the IGD." Reply Paul laughed with satisfaction at the face of pias who looked at him annoyed.

Before Anton throws anything around him, Paul chooses to save his body from the man. Paul ran small towards the elevator, he was worried that his motorbike would be towed because the parking on the shoulder of the road was not where it should be.

He was so panicked when he found out his wallet was left behind, not about how much money was in it. But more to something else that no one should know.

"Ah, thankfully. Thank you, Jono, for your cooperation. It's a bit of a rift for Tarmin's oak meatballs." Paul was lucky, Jono security at the front guard post moved his bike to the side of the post.

"Well, the change of the rich man is different yes.his color is all pink." Canda Pak Jono, who sparkled to see the dazzling sheet. Although he did it not because of any rewards, but windfall was rejected, it was his law pamali.

"It could be, it's also usually purple." reply Paul chimed in a lot of pak Jono, both of them laughed. Paul was leaving, now only Mr. Jono continues to stroke the thin paper with a smile of millions of Watts.

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...So so long ago our introduction to the story of the firstborn, Noora Morail Sanders Pratama. The first child, the first grandson, and the first great-grandchild of the two great clans....

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