Substitute Mother

Chapters 108. Happy Friends

“How to buy? You happy?”

Hannah entered with two goodie bags from Mike's boutique earlier. Thought only that, it turned out that the room door was knocked for a while before Mark's housekeeper came in and put Hannah's groceries. Not only returned once, but a total of three times had to go back and forth from the car to Mark's room just to deliver groceries.

“Should I answer it?”

Mark chuckles. “If you're tired, let me tell Mom not to take you shopping”

“I'm not tired, Mark. I am so happy to be able to accompany my mother shopping. Moreover, Mother said that she had long dreamed of something like this. I just didn't expect Mom to buy me this much stuff, and it cost Mark. Jeez.. almost got me hanger”.

Mark laughed again, his hands perched on Hannah's shoulders, giving a gentle massage. “Leave it. I did it because I was happy to finally have a son-in-law. And don't worry about how much you're spending. Trust me, you have more money than me”

Hannah turned, squinting her eyes. “Thanks for the information, Mark”

The young man pushed his head forward, smashing Hannah's shoulder several times. “You make the atmosphere of this house a thousand times better. Thanks”

Hannah looked back, replying by kissing her fiance's cheek. “Being one part of your family is my happiness, Mark. I can't wait to be your wife”

“I can't wait to make you Mrs Sebastian. Then I can't wait for Sebastian-Sebastian junior”

The two share a laugh, before Mark's naughtiness comes to a halt and the man's gaze turns to Hannah's lips. The girl understood, gave him a faint nod as permission for her man to go further. After getting the signal, without wasting time put together their two ranum. It was initially gentle, intent on channeling each flavor to each other. But driven by longing and need, the pageant turns more intense and deep until their position has changed, Hannah is lying in bed with Mark on top of her.

The young man pulled his head, looking satisfied how Hannah's short breath, flushed face and slightly swollen shiny lips were.

“You.. You can do it further if you want, Mark”

Mark rubbed Hannah's head gently. He pecked the forehead of the woman who would become his future wife. “I can be patient until we are legitimate later. That way you remain Hannah who always keeps her girlhood only for her husband later”

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What Nayara said was true. There is nothing to worry about as the simple florist only contains three female workers including Nayara, one delivery boy, and one middle-aged female owner who is rarely in the store. No one disturbed Jeanno's possessive nature out, but once he remained keukeh drove his lover to pick up after work.

“His love is handsome once ya”*

Nayara's steps came to a halt when her ears dimmed at the chatter of her two co-workers. He who was going to go to the toilet, broke his intention. Stealing is not good, but curiosity trumps it.*

“She also drove pick up by luxury car. Definitely rich kid”*

“Lucky once Nayara gets such a lover. If my life were as easy as Nayara”*

Nayara smiled wryly, despite the fact that her life had never been ‘ as easy as that.*

“But come to think of it Nayara is ordinary, okay she is sweet. But his appearance is very simple, not comparable to his all-wow lover. Don't you think it's inversely proportional?”*

“I agree with you. Anyone who sees his lover will definitely assume the young man's lover is an actress, or model”*

“Hey, lest Nayara just be played by him? You know, like the classic tale of a rich young man courting a plain simple girl just to fool around?”*

Thats enough. Nayara preferred to turn her body back to the counter. He felt that his heart could not bear to listen further. The girl regretted having to steal the listen. Better not to know at all the views of his colleagues, right?*

Nayara had thought, it could be Jeanno was playing tricks on him. But it was heeded, given how sweet the young man's treatment was to her. There is no boredom at every touch. Precisely in their relationship, Jeannolah is more capable. Call first, send a message first. The man also never acted too late, it's true they kissed. But that's all. Jeanno always knew when it was time to stop, and Nayara appreciated that.*

But about the promise Jeanno who he said would introduce him to his parents, did not go through even though the speech was out of the lips of the lover one week ago. Nayara did not want to press Jeanno, because after all her parents must have been busy people. But one side of Nayara thought, did it not work out because Jeanno was embarrassed to bring Nayara who was not comparable to him?*

His co-workers were right, the women who had been close to his lover were once beautiful and rich girls. Some of them are models, like Sharin for example. Only Nayara was simple and had nothing.*

The girl raised her face, finding Jeanno who was already standing in front of the cashier's desk. He then looked at the clock, already showing seven o'clock at night, which is the time to go home. “Since when did you come?”*

“Eum.. long enough to see you daydream”*

Nayara took a breath. “Wait in the car yes, I want to say goodbye to my colleagues”*

Although actually reluctant, but Nayara still have to respect his co-workers as his senior. So he stepped back, just to say goodbye. They replied kindly, as if they had never spoken badly behind Nayara's back.*

“Ayo”*

“Jeanno, may I ask you a question?” nayara asked after they were in the car. Jeanno nodded without turning her head as her focus was on the streets. “Ya, sure”*

“But you have to answer honestly” Jeanno turned his head, then nodded again before returning his attention to the road. “Yes, I'll be honest”*

Jeanno turned back to Nayara. Fortunately, the traffic lights turned red. His lover did not speak even though he had agreed to be honest. “Sayang?”*

Nayara exhaled a faint breath. “What are you…. Have you ever been ashamed to have me?”*

“You must have heard bad words about us, right?”*

Nayara did not want to answer, but she was too tired to hide everything from Jeanno. In the end he nodded faintly. “Deliberately heard”*

“I've never been ashamed of having you. What should make me ashamed? Because you don't have any branded stuff? Because you're not wearing expensive shoes? Because you didn't go to the beauty salon? If I was embarrassed, from the beginning I would not waste my time approaching you, Na”*

“I've never been this serious with a woman before. The day you scolded me for not doing our group work, that's when I knew you were the one. In that instant I thought nothing of your appearance, it didn't matter to me”*

“Really?”*

Jeanno grabbed Nayara's hand, peeking at the back of the hand at a glance. “I'm not asking you to believe, I'm asking you to feel it. Feeling my presence, feeling my feelings. This relationship will not work if we do not trust each other, Na”*

Nayara smiled faintly. She felt ashamed because she doubted Jeanno. “Yes, I believe. Sorry for doubting you”*

“Hmm forgiven no yes\~”*

Jeanno chuckled as Nayara punched her arm. When the lights turned green, he then drove his car to Nayara's dormitory.*

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