Trapped in Love Naughty CEO

257. Line one

'Hopefully Maya didn't see me and Diana, ' Sofyan said.

"This is the test, May." Sofyan gives her what she holds, then puts it over Maya's thighs. The woman then took the contents in it, then read the square box in which is the testpek.

However, instead of focusing on reading the usage rules, Maya actually thought of Sofyan and the incident earlier.

'about ... Mr. Sofyan is still in love with Miss Diana, isn't she?' inner Maya.

"You want to wear it now, May?" sofyan asked which made the woman gasp, then turned to her.

Maya shakes. "No, I'll see you when I get there."

"If you want to wear it early in the morning, when you wake up. That's more accurate." Sofyan stroked the top of his wife's hair, then brought his lips closer to a forehead. Maya's face looked red, her heart was also instantly pounding.

"Kok Ayank knows? Have you read the rules of use?"

"No. But I already know, I also often buy a test for my wife first." Sofyan smiled.

"Mom Diana?"

"No, Nella's mother." Sofyan.

"Ayank's wife first, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sorry .. How many times has Ayank been married?"

"Three. The first with Nella's mom. But he died in an accident. The second one with Diana, and the last one with you."

"Eemm ... used to fit Miss Diana .. Did Ayank have children?"

"No." Sofyan.

"Why? Is Ayank the same as he's not a clerk? Ah .. but time. Must be a bat, right?"

"His husband and wife's name must be a badass, May. But she wasn't pregnant at the time."

"If Miss Diana was pregnant? Is Ayank the same one he's gonna turn?"

"Lha, what?" Sofyan chuckled while shaking his head. "She had a husband, I turned her back on time. Me and him are divorced."

"But Ayank wouldn't be responsible if she was pregnant?"

"What are you talking about, anyway?" Sofyan again chuckled, but his forehead shriveled in wonder. Maya speech increasingly digress everywhere and make it tangent. "If Diana was pregnant why would I be responsible? There's a husband."

"But if suppose his son is Ayank's son how?"

"Ah Maya, you are there. She may be pregnant with my son. When divorced, she did not say she was pregnant and she cheated on him. Never mind, don't talk about him. I'm lazy." Sofyan's face was instantly sour, he also immediately remembered the meeting earlier.

"Sorry Ayank, I'm sorry if my question upset Ayank." Maya looked at Sofyan guiltily.

Sofyan smiled faintly, then grabbed his wife's body to be in her arms. The sound of her heart beating, Maya can hear it. "No what. But enough talking about it. He's not important. We better think of a new style for later tonight. How many rounds do you want to try?"

"Mine's a pain, Ayank. I can't seem to be a donkey."

"Later night's healed." Sofyan rubs his wife's stomach, then hands down while infiltrating Maya's dress. He felt the core of the woman's body that was still neatly wrapped on the shorts. "You want me to take medicine to get well soon, don't you?" bargained for.

"You mean Ayank wants to smear me an ointment? I've been smearing it this morning."

"No, but I have a natural ointment. Wanna try?"

"May, but later when you get there."

"If you wait a long time, just mending now." Sofyan raised his butt slightly then pulled the curtain, now the back seat and front seat have a barrier. Aldi can't see anything.

Sofyan immediately pulled out Maya's shorts and CDs until they were released, after which she positioned Maya's body to sit leaning on the chair with both thighs that she opened wide.

"Yes, let the pain go. You just shut up first, and enjoy ." Sofyan bent his body. Slowly his thumb stroked the beautiful looking cave, his tongue stuck out and then scooped up one of the spoiled peanuts there.

"Ohhh!" Maya instantly glared.

Both Maya's hands reflexively gripped Sofyan's head hair. She felt her husband's tongue playing on hers, Maya could not resist the turmoil in her chest.

"Amuran ...."

"Yes, Maya Darling ...."

On the other hand, there was Aldi who was overheating in Sofyan's car. The sound of groans from Maya and Sofyan's lips was so loud it sounded in her ears. They both fuck in the car.

Time and again Aldi swallowed his saliva, his possessions in his pants were also suddenly tense. Apparently he's been hugging along with arns*.

'Ah, Mr. Sofyan, I don't know the rules, so I'm going to join. Unfortunately there is no opponent, ' Aldi lamented in his heart.

Then he opened a bottle of mineral water, then downed it to the toilet. Next pull some tissue sheets to wipe the sweat on the entire face, neck and also the nape.

'Miss Maya said it hurt and hurt, right? How are they playing again, anyway?' Aldi bobbing heads.

***

Next day.

"How did it go?" Sofyan, who was sitting on the bed, saw his wife coming out of the bathroom. Then the woman walked up to him with a disappointed face.

"The line is one, Ayank. It's negative and I'm not pregnant, huh?" Maya sits next to Sofyan while giving the rectangular object to her husband's hand. That's a testpek.

Sofyan smiled, he looked ordinary, not disappointed like Maya. Because it feels like Maya could not get pregnant that fast, the beginning of making love just four days counted to this day.

"Not pregnant, but not yet, dear." Sofyan approached and kissed his wife's left cheek.

"Coconut yet? Meaning how?"

Sofyan chuckled, as if his wife did not understand. "We're the new dough yesterday-yesterday, there hasn't been a week what's a month. It's not possible to be a child."

"Oh, it's too bad so it's straight out. Sometimes my stomach sounds early." Only then did he say, now his stomach suddenly rang but it was the sound of worms. He touched his own stomach.

"No way, everything needs a process. Later my tadpole will be a funny baby ...." Sofyan rubbed his wife's flat stomach. "Originally, we are diligent, at least three times a day."

"Kok kayak take medicine? Tired dong."

"I'll buy some vitamins so you don't get tired. Oh yeah, you want to go to work? Yours still stings, doesn't it? Can walk?" Sofyan watches the clothes his wife wears, a black knee-length sponge skirt with a checkered white shirt.

"I can walk, Ayank. It's been light." Maya stands up and soon Sofyan too, then both of them come out of the room. However, Maya's footsteps still look shaky.

Sofyan pulled out a chair for Maya to sit in the dining room, the woman smiled and sat there.

"Thank you, Ayank."

"Together."

"Would you rather quit your job, May? You must be tired. Just mending at home and ...." Sofyan hangs his words while reaching into a bag of pants to take the wallet, then gives a black card to Maya's hand that she just held. "Hold this and wear it for your needs, May. Password is our wedding date."

Maya stared at the card, it felt bad if she instantly accepted. "But I still have savings, Ayank. I also have an ATM card."

"Nothing, whatever you keep. This one wears as you like." Sofyan smiled, he approached his wife's face and kissed her lips briefly.

"thank you. But about quitting work .. I think I ...." Maya does not feel good if she does not obey Sofyan's words, because she does know that a wife must obey her husband. But to stop working feels very heavy, what else for now-now. Maya loves her job.

"If you don't want no problem anyway," said Sofyan. He saw Maya's face like a tangent, and he himself did not want to force the will. "But don't get too close to Hersa, huh?"

"Sir Hersa? What's the matter, Ayank?"