The Love of a Duda Employer

Follow me swimming!

"Annabelle, why are you so disgusted to see me? Don't you like me? Why did you force me to marry you? Aargh, you're really confusing me," sizzled the handsome widower who had now taken off his trousers. Short and shimpak that now stay attached cover below the navel above his knee.

"Gosh, what was he thinking? Of course I don't want to see, emh, what do ya? Maling rickshaw? Dutch eggplant? Elephant trunk? Or ... argh, masabodo ah!" grinning Rumana in the heart.

Feeling ignored and ignored by his little daughter's nanny, Andre stepped forward to approach the village girl. Without a second thought he wrapped his sturdy hands around the slender waist of the village girl. And, indeed, Rumanah was so shocked that she almost had her heart dislodged from its place.

"Geez, sir! You surprised me!" hiss the village girl while putting her hand on her chest.

Andre smiled slightly, it turned out that the village girl was indeed not tall. The proof, his head only reached the chest of the field of handsome widower. However, it does not make Andre regret, because even though it is not as high as it is, the village girl can still make him careless and even curious.

"You're a bitch, Annabelle!" hiss the handsome widower.

"Sucks from where?" ask Rumanah.

"From any side! You're such a bitch! How can you ignore me when I've agreed to the terms you gave me. Gosh, you really want to play me like." said the handsome widower who seemed to hang up his words and was reluctant to continue.

"What kind, sir?" asked the village girl curiously.

"Emh, there's no. Anyway you're a bitch!" replied the handsome widower while releasing his embrace and turning the body of the village girl in front of him to face him.

"Ish, gaje, deh!" hiss Rumanah.

"Gaje what?" andre asked not to understand.

"It's unclear!" rumanah replied that seemed to suppress every single one of her words. After that he set his foot to escape from the place.

"Gosh, this village girl is really adorable," Andre sizzled as he rubbed his face rough.

Seeing that his daughter's nanny had walked towards the door he had locked, Andre quickly ran and caught the tiny body and carried it like a baby.

"Where are you going, Annabelle? You have to take responsibility for this. Keep me swimming until I'm satisfied!" said Andre while bringing Rumanah's body to the edge of the pool. And of course it makes Rumanah panic.

"Aaaaa, let me go, sir! I don't want to swim" the village girl choked.

"I'll teach you how to swim, Annabelle!" firmly the handsome widower while lowering Rumanah's body right on the edge of the pool.

"Gosh, I forgot if he had finished the operation," Andre sighed inwardly.

"If you want to swim, then swim alone, I will meet the princess in—" Rumanah has not finished talking, quickly Andre interrupted him.

"I'm going to find a waterproof protector to protect your hand, Annabelle. You wait here!" said the handsome widower who seemed pushy.

Rumanah appeared to round her eyes full. "Huhuh? No need, Sir. I really don't want to be—" Rumanah again had to hang her words when suddenly the employer interrupted her.

"You take it easy, your hands must be safe without being exposed to water" said Andre who is now busy looking for something.

Rumanah looked really frustrated and dizzy to face her perverted employer. "Geez, this guy is really clumsy and has to get what he wants. Really hardworking!" the village girl's great-grandson in heart.

A few minutes later...

Andre paired the plastic Rumanah hand protection that was still wrapped in gauze and bandages. On his arm he fastened as hard as possible, so that there was no gap for water to enter the plastic.

"Well, it's safe, isn't it? Now you can swim. Take it easy, this is strong and will not enter the water," said Andre when he had finished pairing the protective plastic.

Rumanah stared lazily at her hand wrapped in plastic. "Who would want to swim? You're too coercive, sir. It sucks!" the great-grandson of the village girl who managed to make Andre smile amusedly.

"Sssst, don't protest much. Now come with me" said the handsome widower, standing up and extending his hand to the village girl.

Rumanah rolled her eyes lazily and bent her face an annoyed expression. "I can walk alone" said the village girl, who did not diminish her sweetness.

Andre rounded his eyes full and shook his head. "Whatever!" lirih.

Now, Rumanah was already standing on the edge of the pond. His feelings were completely chaotic and full of annoyance at his arbitrary and forced master.

"I really don't understand this fierce master. Why does he want to get me so badly?And, he has also fulfilled the conditions I gave. But why didn't he tell me he loved me? Does he really not love me? So why does he want to get me so badly? Huft, this thing really makes me spin seventeen" said Rumanah inwardly.

~Hand of longing at the end of the heart, a light in the chest. A word of love I couldn't say to her. Love, maybe it will be felt if we have greeted each other's hearts.~ (Andre)

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