THE FUTURE HUSBAND

Electrical Switch

"The bodo period with the happiness that you are feeling," continued Angel while removing the body of the mother who was in front of him.

Then Angel walked into the living room and dropped her body violently on the sofa.

Of course the aunt Mary who followed the princess could only shake her head while folding into her two hands.

"Related. You don't want to know what happiness your mom is feeling? This has something to do with Mil your assistant boss,"

"Already Ma. I don't want to talk about him anymore. I'm upset with him. She'll probably marry Mr. Mila,"

Hearing what the princess had just said, aunt Maria now approached the princess and sat down beside her, then frowned while looking at the princess.

"Married?"

"Yes Ma. And now don't talk about him anymore. I'm sick of him,"

Angel also moved from her seat and moved her legs to the room, leaving the mother who was now displaying a cynical smile from the corner of her lips.

"But my mom is sure that marriage will never happen,"

Angel stopped her steps when she heard her mother's words. Then she flipped her body to face her mother.

"Why can you say that?" ask the curious Angel who is now stepping closer to the mother.

"Because mom already knows who Mil is living with your dad,"

"Who is Ma?" ask Angel with the level of keposan above flat.

Then aunt Maria told the princess who Mil was, after she managed to find out who Mil really was.

"So she–"

"Yes dear. So you don't have to worry because you're going to be Mila's wife" continued aunt Maria cut Angel's words.

"How is Ma?"

"You don't need to know how. Because you're sitting pretty sweet, and mama's gonna work,"

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A week passed the relationship between Mil and Milano is getting closer so there is no distance between the two.

Like today when both of them were in the office. Mil continued to sit on Milano's lap while Milano was working on his job.

"Sir Mila. I want to work, too,"

Hearing Mil's words made Milano who had been busy with a laptop screen in front of him, now turned to look at Mil.

"What did you say. Sir?"

"Yes. Now we are in the office. Mr. Mila said if how many in the office just call sir don't love,"

"Yes. But we're both sweet and nobody's here anymore,"

"Continue?"

"You call me dear dong,"

"should?"

"Oh my goodness, baby. For a long time I really could not bear to not flash out of you," continued Milano who was so anxious with Mil.

"I'm not the electrical switch that needs to be plugged in,"

"OK okay" continued Milano who now grabbed Mil's chin.

"Just not anymore" Mil said, covering Milano's mouth with one hand. "You know my lips are numb, and you've been sosor, ever since,"

"One more time,"

"No," refused Mil to remember again since he just arrived at the office. Milano had taken his seat and also kissed his lips somehow so many times that Mil could not count them.

"If you don't want to, don't blame me if I drop you on that couch baby" Milano said, pointing to the couch in his study.

"Yes, yes" Mil finally agreed to Milano's request.

Not wanting to happen some time ago repeated again, where almost Mil and Milano are really made drunk by love, almost do stabbing on the sofa. Before the two realize what they will do when the door of the Milano workspace is knocked by Angel from the outside, because the meeting will begin soon.

"Just one minute,"

"can't. It should be five minutes" continued Milano who had grabbed Mil's chin, then brought his lips closer to Mil's lips.

And just now Milano was sticking her lips together, the door to her study was knocked from the outside by someone.

Be connected.............................