The Love of the Culun

Working with Daddy

The birds had been chirping, as the morning sun had been emitting its rays. The transparent curtain that surrounded continued to fall, when the wind blew on it intentionally. The eye was trying to dispel the light, when the sun gave a little smile on the face that was still on the pillow.

The pair of eyes that had been tight had slowly begun to open, as the light of the sun hit that plainly lying face. With eyes still fixed on the sky-room his hand reached out next to him, and the head immediately turned away, not finding Zain there.

Heavy breathing, representing her annoyance at her future husband.

"Evening he said it would only be once. But it actually went three times." Ariana muttered by pulling the blanket, as the hot sheet sagged slightly.

Both hands that will conclude the tie immediately stopped, when considering the presence of Ariana here. And swing both legs, to approach Ariana.

"Is this not my wife's job? yes she is my wife, even though we are not married." He muttered to himself, as the two legs brought him to Ariana.

You're awake, honey..?" Zain asked suddenly, who instantly shifted Ariana's gaze.

"I want tomorrow, or two more days we should both be married." The tone sounded resolute, with the look on his face that he threw at the rich businessman.

The forehead was wrinkled, with an astonished look at Ariana.

"Tomorrow? two more days..?" That sentence sounds like asking.

"Yes Zain. When you set me up with that stimulant, we did maybe five times. And now three more times. That's eight times we've done that."

"It would be wrong if we did that?" Zain looks relaxed, and also calm facing Ariana who looks emotional.

"Of course it's wrong Zain. Aren't you thinking that way?'

"It's wrong, aren't you my wife.."

"Not Zain, I'm your future wife, not yours." Ariana confirmed the sentence.

Summing up a cynical smile, when hearing Ariana's words that contain the meaning of dislike.

"But to me, you are my wife. And it's good that if you're pregnant, then my reduced sleep time isn't in vain."

"Zayn...." Ariana began to look sulky at Zain, who did not show a hint of anxiety.

"Don't worry, we'll get married anyway."

"But Zain.. I'm afraid that if I get pregnant, isn't that really embarrassing?"

"You know Araa, today I'm going to start preparing for our wedding. And I want to have our wedding party as grand as possible. So that everyone knows, that Ariana Mahesa belongs to Zain Pratama. Not the old siloard of the jackfruit, nor the sibrejak Rian Admaja. So I want to have our wedding party as grand as possible. And I want early next month to go to Paris."

"Why are we going to Paris Zain?"

" To do preweding photos, and also make a baby." He said with a smile.

"I don't need all that Zain. To me, we're both legal as husband and wife. Neither in the eyes of the law, nor God. That's enough for me."

"Judge don't talk much anymore. Now put my das. And after this sleep, I'm sure you'll still be tired from our last night's activities."

Turning the ball around was lazy, with the annoyed face that Ariana had painted on the handsome man.

"You're a real bitch. And come here let me put the tie on." Ariana said by starting to conclude a marun-colored tie, on the circle of Zain clothes.

It's Zain, and now you look very handsome." Ariana spoke with her face.

Zain painted a smile on that handsome face, and a brief kiss on Ariana's lips.

"I love you, Ariana, and last night you were so hot. And I really like that." He said with a laugh, as those eyes stared at Ariana's slightly exposed chest.

"Zayn......" Shouted Ariana with her furious face, at Zain who was swinging footsteps out of the room, continuing to laugh.

"Da.da...my wife..."

The two feet stepped through each row of stairs, to the floor and bring his house.

When both of his legs were resting on the second floor, Zain found the door of his aunt's room half-open, and decided to approach.

The face looked inside from behind the door, and found her little daughter alone playing with a doll.

"Hallo Daddy's daughter..." Zain greeted with a small smile on that handsome face, when he was already inside the room.

"Daddy...." With a small run approached on Zain.

"You alone?"

"Yeah Daddy?"

"Where's Omau?"

"Oma Celine was taking my breakfast in the morning," she answered with fingers playing her doll-hair child.

Smirked at his handsome face, as he recalled taking advantage of his daughter.

"Stefanie.. " Call her slowly.

"What's up Daddy?"

"Do you want to have a baby sister?"

The tiny face's sharpness instantly turned solemn, while listening to what his father was asking.

"Baby sister?"

"Of course, honey. Don't you want to have a sister?"

He seemed to be petting, and then spoke with his enthusiastic face.

"Of course I really want Daddy. You know Daddy, I always play dolls by myself."

Zain immediately pretended to show his sad face, while listening to what his daughter said.

"It's so bad Daddy's daughter, Daddy doesn't know that Daddy's daughter always feels lonely."

"Of course Daddy, so I'm really expecting a baby sister."

"Do you want to work with Daddy?"

"Cooperate?"

"Of course, honey.."

"What's Daddy working with?"

"Daddy really wants you to have a baby sister soon. But to get a baby, it takes a little cooperation between Daddy and your Mommy."

"So what should I do Daddy?" The two eyes were increasingly showing his curiosity.

"From now on you have to ask Mommy to sleep with Daddy. To have your baby quickly exist."

"Can I sleep with you too Daddy? so that I can also see you guys making baby sisters."

The look on Zain's face instantly changed pias, listening to what his son was asking for. And she quickly said no to her daughter.

"No. no. No. Stefanie. Because it's just Mommy, and Daddy." He slightly emphasized his words, so that the boca who will soon be six years old understood.

"Okay Daddy, I'm gonna have Mommy sleep with you. But on one condition, you and Mommy should give me five baby sisters."

"Well, Stefanie, where you can go to five at a time, then your mommy will say she's not a cat."

"How about every year one Daddy? in five years, I have five sisters."

"Alright, but Daddy's sleep schedule, and your Mommy's will be reduced if you have to give you a sister every year. But it's okay, as long as you remember our cooperation. You should ask Mommy to sleep with Daddy. Youunderstand??"

"Ready Daddy. for the sake of five adkbayi." Stefanie said in a fiery tone.

"Yes.for five younger siblings. And then Daddy leaves first." With a brief kiss on his daughter's cheek, and stepped out of the room.

"Yes.. bye... Daddy..." Stefanie said with a clean face, remembering the five younger siblings her father and mother would give.