WIDOWER NYEBELIN

Fearful khilaf

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Dad, tonight Rendy wants to sleep the same, dad and mom?"

Uhukkk....

Devan coughed when he heard his son's ridiculous request. They are now performing their dinner ritual. Devan suddenly looked at Rahma who was also parrotting with a mouth full of food.

"Ahh, that's.but then you have to finish the job first in the workspace. The completion will probably be long so Rendy should sleep with mother how?" Rahma immediately quickly finished the chew in her mouth. To give an answer immediately.

"Dad, honey. No papa yah next time," replied Rahma. While Mama Devan was already giggling amusedly looking at the panicked and confused expressions of the two adult humans.

"Well, wait for my father to finish work first only after that my father followed to the room" said Rendy.

"The father is afraid of Khilaf, my son," said Devan.

Brakkkk

Rahma kicks Devan's leg from under the table. Devan grimaced and stared at Rahma.

"His name is also the man of the caliphate" said Mama Devan.

"You want me, dad?"rendy Pinta.

"Rendy really wants us to sleep together, Rendy'kan no mother so can not be, but now'll be there so-"

"Good darling. We'll sleep in dad's room later, "cut Rahma. very unhappy her heart heard the story that made her want to cry.

"Tap-" Devan's words stopped when Rahma stepped on her foot again.

"Do you want a father?"rahma asks a sweet smile at Devan. While under the table his feet violently stepped on Devan's feet.

Devan laughed at me."Ahahhhh, of course, for the sake of the father's son, Devan replied as he continued to endure the pain in his leg.

"Yes!"exciting Rendy.

On the way to Devan's room upstairs. Devan was unceasingly staring at the Rahma behind him.

"Let's go, sleep tomorrow at school" said Rahma who began to lay Rendy in Devan's bed.

While Devan was just standing in the doorway staring at his very happy son. His gaze was shifted on the dinda who was staring at her sharply. I don't know what mistake Devan made until the girl looked at him like that.

"Why?"ask Devan.

"This bed sheet's not where you're reporting your protein fluids, is it?"Devan widens his eyes. What the fuck the girl recklessly accused him like that.

"Astaghfirullah you do not solimi miss puffer," said Devan curled his head.

"Father let's lie down for a while, if I'm sleeping then you can continue your work" Rendy said. Devan immediately complied and laid his body on the mattress. While Rahma was still sitting on the edge of the mattress while stroking Rendy's head.

"Sleep dear mother and father have accompanied you" said Rahma.

"Mother why not lie down?come here," said Rendy. Rahma could only swallow her hard saliva, occasionally glancing at Devan who had closed her eyes.

"Mother....."

"Eh, yes." said Rahma and immediately lay down.

Rendy tilted her body to Rahma and turned her back to her father. The little boy immediately hugged Rahma tightly and began to close his eyes.

"Good night mother, Rendy dear mother." said Rendy. Rahma smiled warmly and returned Rendy's warm embrace.

Cupp!!

"Sleep. Mother also loves Rendy," replied Rahma after giving a kiss of affection on the top of Rendy's head.

"It's like coming home from work with no money, I'm ignored" Devan said.

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The quiet state of the room was already silent with the dim light of the sleeping lights and the clock ticking seconds. Rahma could not sleep. The girl was still awake with her hands still stroking Rendy's head.

"Miss puffed up have you slept?"devan asked half a whisper.

"Hmm."just a little deheman came out of Rahma's mouth.

Devan immediately rose from his sleep after a brief kiss on his son's cheek.

"Good night dear," whispered Devan.

"Gentleman where are you going?"said Rahma who had sat down from her position.

"Why?wanna come?"

"I asked" Rahma replied.

Rahma got up from the bed and followed Devan, who had disappeared downstairs, to her study.

Rahma immediately let out a long sigh and went to the kitchen.

After being ready with a glass of coffee Rahma stepped foot into Devan's workroom. Maybe being kind to the nyebelin widower was no problem.

Tok.dok....

"What password?"devan from inside. Rahma who heard it became confused.

"Does opening the door of his study have to use a password sentence?"rahma wonders.

"What password?"ask Devan again from the inside. Rahma did not know that the man was giggling.

"Mr duda laknat there is no morality," said Rahma. That just makes Devan's smile turn irritated. Devan stared at the fierce door that had opened and showed Rahma who showed a disgusting grin according to Devan.

Rahma immediately stepped up her feet to Devan and placed the coffee she had brought on Devan's desk, while the master still with his regretful expression.

"This man I made coffee" Rahma said. Devan immediately lowered his gaze on the coffee located on his desk. Then Devan again looked at Rahma full of investigation.

"I'll never drink it" Devan replied.

"Why?you don't drink coffee?"ask Rahma.

"In him you must have mixed something, "tuding Devan.

"My only right?gini well I tell you, miss puffer. I'll never grow even though you're luring me with any amulets so stop luring me because it's impossible to succeed" Devan's long-last whistle. Rahma felt like coagulating Devan's mouth with ****** so sorry to the widower.

"So how long does your puffer contract work?"ask Devan.

"Just one year," replied Rahma in an ogah-ogahan tone. Sontak Devan widened his eyes.

"One year?"devan parrot. Rahma nodded slowly.

"That's too long can you ask for 5 months?"tawar Devan's.

"Can you, sir" replied Rahma.

"Seriously?"

"Hmm."

"Sincere answer" Devan said.

"Your father can," replied Rahma.

"Promise well five months, after that you'll have to go far with your iler amulet."

"Dad, master?"

"Five months promise?!"

"Promise."

"Good?"Devan smiled happily.

After the debate over Rahma's work contract, the two humans have been quiet with Rahma sitting on the sofa while Devan is still focusing on business reports on his new laptop. The laptop that broke the screen yesterday has been turned into a wreckage.

It's Devan's custom every night.

Even Devan has stayed up late taking care of his business in different fields in various cities. Sometimes his health is always disrupted due to busy work.

"Mr Duda,"pangil Rahma

"Hmmm..replace your word pangilan"sungut Devan.

"Baperan the widower," Rahma said.

Brakkkk

A box of tissue is thrown at Rahma, who else would have done it if not Devan.

"Ckckck, it's like your morals, tuann" Rahma said grabbing the box.

"What makhsudmu?"devan Sentak.

"empty,"

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