
After about an hour in the kitchen, their work was done as well. With painstaking care, Jonathan stored the results of the dish and asked Miranda to take a shower immediately.
"Have a half-four, let's take a shower now!"
"Two Om?" Ask Miranda while she grinned.
"You sure you want both?" Jonathan raised his eyebrows.
Miranda again grinned, "Miranda first only Om," he continued who immediately ran to the room.
"Don't run, Mir. Remember, you're still pregnant!" Jonathan shouted from a distance.
Really, his head is very dizzy to have to wait at all times because the behavior of a rancid and annoying woman makes him very worried .
Miranda immediately revealed her clothes and hurriedly flushed the plain body that still had not formed any perfection at all with a cheerful face.
"Oh, Jonathan really makes a gemes. Rather than the Bara there is no responsibility at all to be a man," said Miranda alone.
Geck!
Geck!
"B...!" Jonathan shouted from outside.
"Yes, wait a minute."
"Don't be long, Om has to take a shower too because the room next to the water is dead!"
"Yes, yes, Miranda is done!"
The face of the woman who still implied innocence hurriedly finished the activity and grabbed a towel from the hanger to wrap it around the tiny body carelessly.
"Udah Om...!" Tukas Miranda's. After opening the door. He did not realize that the end of the towel he was wearing was stuck in the doorknob.
Jonathan took the time to ignite the small body in front of him with an unusual look.
"Yes, get out there. Why stay standing there!" The protest of Jonathan who wanted to rush over was over.
"Yes Om...!"
"Yes...!" Miranda screamed hysterically feeling she was no longer wearing anything.
"Don't go first Om," he asked Jonathan, who cupped his body until he felt something clinging to his chest.
"Close her eyes now, Om. Miranda is not wearing anything right now" please Miranda again.
Miranda felt a great shame now, while Jonathan the Chinese raised both his hands afraid to touch Miranda's smooth white skin while peeking a little.
"Oh, how are you Mir? Cook with a towel anyway?"
"Sorry Om, Miranda's towel stuck there turned out. How's Miranda going to do this, Om? Miranda is embarrassed if Om sees it," he said, looking confused.
"Yes there, you get the towel again!"
"No, I'll see Miranda's body again. It says even tell!"
"No, no, ni Om guaranteed eyes. I guarantee you won't see!"
"Lying, you're looking for a chance, right?"
Miranda still did not want to budge and hugged Jonathan's body very strongly.
Well, really, this is a kid. You can wake the bald man up this is how...
Jonathan was confused as to what to do, forced him to shift his body along with Miranda to approach the door.
"Don't you see Miranda's back, Om?"
"Yes, yes, really be a person!"
Jonathan manages to retrieve the towel and sneaks it into Miranda's body, "Other times be careful, or Om will bite you later!" Jonathan's grin was a little threatening as he passed past Miranda with a flushed face.
After the door was closed, the woman slapped her own face for her stupidity. Never once did he do that silliness other than Bara his former lover during the fateful incident.
"Oh, Miranda. You could have done that earlier. Must be Om Jonathan so ilfil right with you?"