Single Parent But Virgin

Seductively

Fir chewed his chocolate voraciously, until a question from the adult man beside him made him stop chewing.

"If Om were to be her cheek, Fir, would you?" ask Dava.

"Eh? Where can I ask so much of a child," interrupted Fimi in shock.

Fir looked towards Dava who was sitting right next to him. "What do you want?" The nodding from the adult man made Fir chew his food again.

"Yes, yes, Mimi." Fir replied innocently without knowing the true meaning of the question.

"No, Fir. How rich can it be?" refute soft Fimi.

"Why can't you, Mi? Fil can be delivered Om Dava every day," said the little boy.

"If you want to be delivered every day, there is no need to be cheek, Fir. Mimi can also take Fir with her every day." Fimi tried to explain carefully. While Dava still flinching with a smile that never escaped his lips.

"But ... Fil wants to be on the cheek, Mi," the little boy in the blue shirt.

"If Mimi doesn't want to, it's okay, but Fir will, right?" Suddenly Dava interrupted the conversation of the mother and child.

"You, Om." Fir nodded his head. Fimi rolled her eyes puffed. What the fuck is it supposed to have rich cheeks have toys what?

Not long after, Marina approached the grandson and saw his little granddaughter drinking chocolate.

"Geez, Fir here Oma cleanin!" Marina approached and held the granddaughter.

Now in that room are Fimi and Dava. The two were still silent, but as Marina was already lost behind the door, the woman started to nag. "I don't like it, the way you were rich. Fir's still a kid he doesn't know anything." The beautiful woman folded her hands.

Dava chuckles, somehow Fimi's scolding just sounded adorable in Dava's hearing. The woman still bent her face.

"You are if you are angry rich gini, the more beautiful it looks." Dava started to flirt.

"No mode, go home! I want a night too" said Fimi.

"You know this, rich time in the hospital." Dava leaned his back against the back of the sofa.

"No need to mess around," grumbled Fimi. Being in a room with Dava keeps his blood going up, until Fimi holds his temple.

Simultaneously, Marina returned without Fir. The middle-aged woman offered to have dinner together.

"He's coming home, Ma." Fimi immediately rejected the offer.

"You are, Son Dava is above you your age, call Brother or Mas, Brother can also. Nak Dava looks really cape."

"Well, tell him to come home early, if it's a night of danger, ma." Fimi did not want to lose and somehow Marina felt that the two of them would be a match.

"This is, if you are too old yourself, so not sensitive to people," Marina grumbled.

"Mrs ...."

"So, Fimi really hasn't married, Auntie?" Dava wants to make sure of everything.

"Yet, he was too closed to it. Though Aunty already wants to draw a grandchild from him," Marina regretted.

"Well, he said he'd love another grandchild, Fi." Dava glanced at the woman who was still folding her hands.

"There's still Fir, Ma. Don't be an excuse for me to get married fast" said Fimi.

"I'm ready, Fi. My age is also enough to be married, if only dating, it seems like it's not the time." Dava said seriously.

"Yes, look for a girl who is ready for marriage, not me" said Fimi.

Marina shook her head. "You should try it first, Fi."

At night, Dava has dinner at Fimi's house. The man enjoyed his dinner. Sometimes the man teases her. However, Fimi did not respond at all. Until finally at 21:00, the man resigned.

****

A week passed, now Fimi has returned to work at the boutique, as well as Nesa. The woman, looks as usual, even though the temple is still attached to the same plaster as Fimi.

"Not to be discussed, Fi. Who knows." Nesa sat down next to Fimi.

Soon, someone knocked on the door of the room telling them that their lunch order had arrived.

"Let me just." Fimi kept Nesa sitting, and the woman moved and walked to the door.

As it opened, a man in a black hat carried their order. "Thank you, Mom." Fimi took her order, but as it was about to be taken, the man held her back.

"Why, Mas? It's paid for, isn't it food?" Fimi frowned, as the man simply shook his head.

Fimi began to lose patience, finally the woman clasped her hands, then grumbled, "If not the intention of selling do not sell, really complicated."

"Fi ...." Nesa was shocked to hear the anger of her best friend. Then the long-haired woman approached Fimi.

"Lho, Mr. Dava, right?"

"What?" Fimi was surprised to hear the words of his assistant.

When Fimi looked back at the man who was currently opening his hat, he was shocked. How could he not recognize this annoying guy.

"Pantesan nyebelin." Fimi leaves Dava and Nesa.

"That's your boss, you don't know me?" whiskey Dava.

"I'm surprised too, sir. He's a bit of a bitch, so sometimes if I pretend he doesn't know." Nesa whispered to Fimi.

"If you want to hibah not in front of the person, I still have ears please!" fimi sat back on the sofa.

Nesa and Dava held back his smile hearing the grunts from Fimi. Then both of them came in and sat on the sofa available there.

"Nih, eat first so you have the energy to nag, Fi. Anger also needs energy to know." Nesa gave Fimi lunch and prepared it at the table.

It turns out that Dava also opened the same meal as Fimi. The man, now turned to sit beside Fimi, as Nesa moved on to grab a drink.

"Eat first, later continue the nagging, I'm getting used to your nagging." Dava lifted a spoonful of rice and the side dish, to feed Fimi.

"No, I can do it myself. Why come here anyway?" Fimi started to feed her food.

"Diomeliners." Dava answered the origin, until a pinch he got.

"Geez, the romantic." Suddenly Neasa spoke while propping up his chin with both hands.

"Romantic from where the hell, Nes. Don't burn!" Fimi

he glanced at his best friend.

Nesa just chuckled, and now started enjoying her lunch as well. Dava is always trying to get Fimi's attention, by any means. However, it seems that Fimi does not care.

After they finished their lunch, Fimi said, "Well, back in the office, why are you still here?"

"Astagfireullah, Fi. You're so evil, kuta just finished eating, the food has not come down all." Nesa grumbled a little when she heard the expulsion on Dava.

"Boss, you need affection, Nes. Eating it jutek that," interrupted Dava who got a decision from Fimi.

"Beloved is a lot, sir. He is the insensitive one. Geez why I'm being sprained." Nesa rubbed her chest.

"If so help me make him aware," Dava said.

"How?"

Seriate

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Judes is so Fiminya, you know. That time was still fine, it was still judes.

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