The Bridge Of Love

Chapter 73 Unable

"What are you doing?" asked Renan who saw Miranda was busy in the kitchen.

Miranda. "You're home yet? Didn't you say you're home at 9?"

"It turns out it finished faster. You got a greeting from Carnation." Renan approached Miranda who was busy pouring the pudding liquid into the mold.

Miranda just nodded. "You call him Carnation and not Fransisca?"

"Just the same. You made pudding?" Renan's eyes were fixed on Miranda's pudding.

"Yes, 'cause you said you came home at 9. I think you've had dinner. So, I'm gonna make you a snack, uh you're here at this hour."

"Have you eaten?"

"It."

"Delivery?"

"No. I eat oat meal."

"Why eat that?"

"Diet." Miranda put the pudding in the cooler.

Renan rubbed Miranda's head. "Still hot don't put in the fridge. Wait after a little cold has just been put in."

"Oh." Miranda immediately took out the pudding and placed it on the kitchen table.

Renan just laughed lightly. "It seems, you're talented at cooking."

"Is this a compliment or just a comfort?" miranda asked while pulling Renan's waist until they were close to each other.

The cup! A short kiss Renan gives to Miranda. They just smile together. Renan didn't come home, they spent the night chatting and joking. They laughed off.

"Sleep, it's night. I'll go if you're asleep" said Renan softly. He rubbed the lover's hair. They still hugged on the bed.

"Don't want to stay here?"

Renan looked at Miranda doubtfully. He was silent for a moment. "If you're allowed to."

Miranda pulled the man's chin and kissed him. "Did this give you an answer?"

Renan just chuckles then kisses Miranda again. Always opiate, always dissatisfied if only for a moment. He started to pierce Miranda, kisses started to descend to the jaw and continued down.

Miranda's hand unbuttoned Renan's shirt, gently opening it perfectly. No less active with Miranda. Renan's hands were actively playing. Swiping the stomach of the girl who succeeded in making Miranda mend*sah.

The swipe continues upwards. Renan takes off Miranda's nightgown and leaves only two pieces that expose most of the body.

Pulling blankets to cover their bodies. Renan stops his hand touching Miranda's twin assets. "Don't stop" Miranda's pinta.

Renan tried to catch his breath, their skin touching each other. Hiding his face in the recess of the lover's neck. "I can't stand it anymore" he said in a low voice.

A heart that has been imprinted, a loved woman is being supported beneath it. However, a man takes care of himself. However, it would not be able to rival a real woman, and that made it difficult for Renan to control himself. What's more, they only use the bottom cover with the skin sticking together. Soft, chewy like marshmellow. Makes Renan go crazy.

"Do what you want" said Miranda. He's resigned. He wants Renan.

"Are you sure?" asked Renan in a stifled voice.

"Yes" answered Miranda. The short answer, sounded seductive in Renan's ears.

Sweat drenched both. No more conversations and only moans. His breathing panted until they finally fell asleep together.

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Half-running Cindy walks towards Miranda's house. He has the keys to the house. He snorted in annoyance because the boss did not pick up his phone call, even though there was a filming schedule this morning.

Heading to Miranda's room and starting to open it. "Miranda ...," cried Cindy.

His eyes were round when he saw the chaos in the artist's room. Shirts scattered, as well as the artist's nightgown. Not only that, he even saw the Miranda twin asset cover splattered on the floor.

"Aragh!" shouted Renan who was also surprised to see the arrival of Cindy.

Hearing the commotion, Miranda woke up. He looked at the assistant. "Come out first" he said casually.

"Why did he get in?" renan asked after Cindy's departure.

"He has my house keys" Miranda replied.

Renan just sighed. "Meet me, he seems to be mad at you."

Renan got up from the bed, he just used a boxer. Grab a shirt and use it.

"You don't shower first?" ask Miranda.

"No. I'm going back to the apartment first and then to the office" Renan said, wearing his trousers.

Miranda looked for her nightgown and put it on. "You're gonna be here again, aren't you?"

"You're my sweetheart. Where else am I headed?" Renan pulls Miranda's nape and gives her a kiss. "I'll go first."

"I'm taking it." Miranda walked side by side with Renan. Occasionally tidying up Renan's messy hair. The lover looks different than before. The guy who always looks good. Now, as if not paying attention to his appearance.

There was Cindy in the living room. Renan just gave a small smile to Cindy. He came out of the lover's house.

Miranda approached her assistant who was still upset. "It's not too late for filming, is it?"

Cindy throws a couch cushion at Miranda. The artist only repelled the attacks of his assistant. Cindy pulls the thin robe of Miranda's nightgown and looks at the artist's collarbone.

"Crazy basic! Just yesterday wept because she chose her boyfriend and now you're sleeping with him! Don't you have a brain? It's free for me to keep you untarnished. You even willingly give to a man like that!" hardik Cindy's.

Yeah, he's been looking after Miranda all this time. He knows the alcoholic crazy artist, therefore, Cindy always keeps extra so that Miranda is not taken advantage of by irresponsible men.

"Yes, I thank you. But, did you forget, the last one to help me was Chrysanthemum. If there wasn't him, maybe I would've been wrapped in a shallow brain man!" celoteh Miranda.

"And now you cheaply give to a half-baked man like that?" syndicate Cindy.

"Hey, don't talk carelessly. We were in love with each other. After all, Renan isn't as bad as you say," said Miranda. Doesn't like her boyfriend insulted.

"I see you're not dressed! What's not bad?" cecar Cindy with slightly shaky shoulders.

"It's not what you imagined it to be" said Miranda.

"Then, what do you do with such conditions?"

Miranda blinked her eyes once. "We were just kissing, then .. sweating together."

Cindy pulled her hair. "I don't want to see you cry like yesterday again. Don't let you whine because your lover is having an affair with a man!"

Miranda just sighed. "Can you speak well of him? He's not who you imagined he was. He ... a real man."

Cindy frustrated. "Do you guys use safety?"

Miranda shakes. Cindy's emotions are back. He directly hit Miranda with a pillow again. "Crazy! Crazy one! Really shrimp brains. I'll buy you some medicine first."

Miranda pulled Cindy's hand. "No need."

Cindy brushed Miranda's hand off. "What is not necessary? How are you pregnant?" his pedicab.

Miranda bit her deep lip. "A—ku, still a virgin," he wrote.

Cindy frowned. "What do you mean?"

Miranda let out a rough breath. "We didn't do that."

"Do you think I'll believe it after what I saw?"

"I mean it," said Miranda quickly to silence Cindy who continued to cerocos.

"I don't understand."

"We just. .. kissed and touched each other" Miranda explained. "He ... doesn't seem to have the heart to stain me" he continued.

Cindy just widened her eyes. "In an almost innocent state you didn't get to that stage? You're really naive!" Cindy rubbed her face rough. "Miranda, don't you think that he's playing you? There's no way a normal guy with your circumstances like that doesn't go on with it. Except, he really couldn't do it. Maybe, because he realized you were a girl and didn't interest him. That's why he didn't continue."