The Sweetest Feeling's

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"Well, okay. Thank you all for your cooperation. Sorry to have to work this late, but I'm sure this won't happen often." Daryl closed the day's activities after a series of photoshoots for the models who had just entered.

"I hope this cooperation will work well and we can make Fia's Secret and some of the products under it become more widely known by the community."

"Under my control all models have the same position. There are no seniors or juniors. There are no new or old models. We're just working together to make the company better going forward."

The ten models and staff nodded almost simultaneously.

"Alright, then we'll just get here." The man looked at his watch which already showed at ten p.m.

"Welcome to join the models and happy working together." The man closes the document and then gets up.

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This is the third time Nania checked out, but her husband never came home. The latter even kept silent on the porch for a while, in the hope that the man would come soon.

But nil. Daryl's car hasn't been seen at the gate yet, and it's the first time he's been working late into the night.

That anger until the defense of work continues? Why the hell would it have to be? It's a small thing. Inner Nania.

"Non should sleep, or go to the room. Let me wait for you." Mima shows up after learning that her employer is still outside.

"No need. Will be home soon?"

"Will you get angry again? Shouldn't it be a break? Didn't the moon get sick?" Mima reminded.

"Now it's been light after drinking that potion." Nania answered.

"Thank God. But it's best to rest, Non. Let's go tomorrow" said the woman whose age is not much different from Daryl.

Nania was stunned, then she turned to the housekeeper.

"Have you been working here for a long time?" Then he asked.

"Not so much."

"How long?"

"Two years."

"Sir Daryl is still in Russia?"

"Yes. I get it occasionally when I go home on holidays. Not long, at most a week. Go to Russia again."

Nania speechless.

"It's obvious that Mr. Daryl is like that, maybe a habit. From a small right there, yes the character goes there. But later if it's been a long time with us maybe it will change a little" said Mima, making Nania turn her head.

"Sorry, not mean to be presumptuous. Sometimes the cultural differences are a little difficult to understand. The same one tribe sometimes a lot of noise, let alone different."

"Why are you married?" Nania asked again.

"It has. My son two." Mima laughs.

"Wow? How's holiday? I think it's still single?"

"My family is in Cianjur, so I go home every three months. Two weeks off with mom. The same turn as the other officers."

"Whose kids are the same?"

"Suami is in-law."

"Dong left?"

"Two years are, but they're big enough to be left behind."

"And they're okay?"

"No, they understand his mother has to work. Is it for them too?"

"His husband was okay being left that long?"

"No, I helped him too. School is expensive, no. Next year's big one enters Junior High."

"Duh? How old is the marriage if you already have an Junior High?" 

Mima laughs.

"It was 15 years. Immediately pregnant." she replied, timidly.

"Still small?"

"First if in the village that age must be married. Especially knowing men."

"Can, Non. Thank God if both and in line definitely can."

"Nania, are you still here?" Sofia appeared after seeing the front door open.

"Mmm .. yes."

"Not coming home yet?" ask the in-laws.

"Not yet."

"Don't wait, maybe the house is still a long time. Sleep." said Sofia.

"Let's go in, we'll have to rest. Who still works, let it work." The woman leads Nania and Mima into the house.

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Daryl climbed the stairs with slow steps and immediately headed to his room as soon as he arrived at almost midnight.

She finds Nania sleeping on the sofa with a blanket covering part of her body. The portable heating device even stuck tightly to his stomach which he knew was a pain reliever.

Daryl sat for a while touching her reddish cheeks, then he got up while taking off his suit while stepping into the bathroom. Lucky that day he wasn't wearing a shirt so he didn't have to wake Nania up or maybe tear her up.

But the man was stunned as he came out of the bathroom and found Nania had woken up and was sitting on the edge of the bed clutching clothes for her.

"Am I noisy enough to wake you up?" ask him and he walks closer.

Nania shook her head.

"Sleep again" he said, and he pulled the clothes from the woman's hand.

Nania got up when her husband started wearing his pajamas, and intended to help link the buttons on his upper clothes.

"Here you go, continue your sleep!" Daryl refused, and he tried to hook the buttons with a shaking hand. 

Several times he brushed off Nania's hand and tried to pair the object but failed. His brain froze and he forgot how.

He tightened his jaws tightly until he heard his teeth grinding.

"Ah, I am not suitable to wear these clothes right? Why is it in my closet? Mima must have forgotten again." He chuckled while taking off those top pajamas. Then go into the dressing room, and come out after wearing plain white T-shirts.

"Let's go to sleep again? Don't make it bad tomorrow. We have one more day left for school, right?" She gets into bed and restores a pillow for him and Nania.

While the woman only complies.

"How's your stomach? Already better?" He asked as soon as they both broke down.

Nania nodded her head.

"Mima gave you a potion?" Daryl took the heater wrapped in a very soft cloth and then he put it on his wife's stomach.

"Yes." Yeah."

"good. Comfortable yet? If so, now go to sleep." The man pulled her into a hug, then closed his eyes.

"You ... Have you eaten?" Nania open the sound.

But Daryl did not answer.

"Daddy!!" Nania looked up at her face.

"Hm …." And the man replied with a murmur.

"Have you eaten or not?" He asked again.

"Don't worry about me, it's night anyway. I'm tired and just want to sleep." said Daryl who tightened his arms.

"How are you? Have you eaten?" Then he asked back.

"Udah."

"Yes, don't talk anymore. Now sleep!" Daryl closed his eyes again.

Nania looked at him for a while, then she decided to just shut up. Because right now according is the best choice.

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Sleep, Nna. Sleeps. There won't be anything now. My dad is not in the mood anymore. 😂😂