Young Girl For Mr. Duda

Home and Vero

Laras takes her ex-husband to his contract, not without reason Laras takes her ex-husband to his contract. Vero condition is not possible for the man to drive a car, Laras only fear bad things happen to Vero.

Leaving Laras who was busy struggling with his thoughts. Vero, the man was looking at the Baras contract with a judging look. The contract is not big, but it is pretty neat. The man sighed, he didn't know if he could sleep tonight. However, he is used to sleeping air-conditioned rooms and beds that are quite soft.

The man's feet stepped closer to Laras who was in the kitchen. She looked at Laras who was drinking her pregnant milk. There was a feeling of guilt that perched in his heart, there was a sense of tightness that suddenly disturbed him. Vero's attention is completely unshakable, he is focused on Laras.

"Why did you see me like that?" ask Laras. The woman was taken aback when she turned around and found Vero glued to her eyes.

He's ambushed. "E—eh? It's okay," said Vero slightly stammered.

Laras scrunched his forehead when he saw Vero's behavior. The woman shook her head violently, trying to expel her sudden thoughts about Vero. Laras exhaled a long breath, he should be able to act as if nothing happened. Though his heart was eager to hug Vero, saying a thousand words of anger and longing. Lying if the taste for Vero is gone.

"Sleeping in my room with me, no papa? Let me sleep on the couch later if you don't want to." Laras looked at Vero with a flushed face.

"The room?" repeat Vero while raising his eyebrows.

Laras nodded. "Yes, because I can only pay for a cheap contract. So, do you want to sleep in my room with me or not?" clear Baras.

"Hm, we're rooming if that's it."

Laras who heard Vero's reply nodded slowly. His heart was pounding violently, there was a feeling of shame and disbelief fused together. During her marriage, Vero refused to sleep in her room. However, now it was easy for the man to agree. It seems that Laras is dreaming right now.

This is where they are now, in a minimalist room. In the same room and in the same bed. Nervous, that's what Laras felt. Though this is not his first night, but he is like he is in a bridal night situation. Laras glanced silently at Vero who was looking at the ceiling of his room.

"Sleep" cetus Vero.

Laras nodded slowly. He slowly closed his eyes, but the drowsiness was defeated by his nervousness. She turned her body slowly to face Vero, looking at her ex-husband in the shade.

"Mas, I can't sleep," Baras fought with his pot.

Vero who heard that immediately changed his position to sideways. He looked at Laras fixedly, the man fixated. He just realized that Laras has the face of ayu typical of Indonesian women. His gaze turned to the pouting lips of Laras, he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

"Sorry."

I don't know who started it first, but now the two chewy things have fused together. Fighting each other for false pleasure. They closed their eyes tightly, feeling the pleasure of slowly clad in passion. Laras looked at Vero sincerely, his heart hammering now.

When it was felt the surrounding air began to thin, Laras beat Vero's chest slowly. Understanding the intention of his ex-wife, Vero immediately ended his activities. He looked at the salivary who had cut off their activities, the man's hands gently rubbed the swollen lips of Laras.

"Sugary" he said with a soft look.

"Ma—mas . ., under the itch. Dedenya kangenya Mas kayaknya," great-grandson of Laras.

He chuckles. "Deed or you?" ask Vero in a seductive tone.

Barrels clucking. Although the fact is he is the one who misses, but the child in his birth also misses his father. Hearing Vero's ruckus, Laras immediately turned his back to Vero, but the man quickly turned his back. Even now that the man had supported himself, Laras was of course surprised by it.

"As you wish, Baby."

...***...

Cellyn sighed before entering her family home. The woman chose to go home to her father for a moment, she just wanted to calm herself down. Calm down his heart that felt chaotic.

The first time he saw when entering the house was Nata who was busy watching a television show accompanied by banana chip setoples. Cellyn approached him with a bright smile on her face. He does not want his family to know that he is being overwhelmed by problems.

The sudden presence of Cellyn clearly made Nata shocked. The woman immediately put the jar in her hand on the front desk of the television. He turned his head, returning Cellyn's embrace slowly.

"Mama is also kangen. You came here by yourself? Which Devan is Yana?" asked Nata with a confused face.

"H—ha? I—itu, Mas Devan is busy, if Yana she is still tutoring," she replied slightly stuttered.

The woman let out a sigh of relief when she saw Nata nod her head. She's lucky because Nata's not like Alisha. If the one who asked it was Alisha, it was certain that the woman would not believe it easily.

Cellyn's hand turned to rub Nata's stomach which began to bulge. A feeling of sadness came to him, a sense of tightness that plagued him lately. The desire to conceive was suddenly present, she wanted to conceive and give birth. However, Devan hasn't even touched her until now.

Huft . ., how do you get pregnant? Touched only, inner Cellyn while smiling mirically.

"What do you want to eat, Cell?" ask Nata while watching television.

"What a day, Ma. Oh, yeah, I can't wait to be born."

"May you too be pregnant, yes."

How how? How do you want to get pregnant?

...***...

Yesha walked gracefully into the restaurant of her best friend. Due to her busy life, pregnant Nata, Alika who is busy out of town or country makes them rarely meet. It's not the first time, but the umpteenth time.

He stared at all directions. Right in the corner of the room there was Alika with her reading glasses, the woman seemed busy once struggling with a pile of files. Without waiting for long, Yesha walked over to Alika.

"It's busy, Mom." The woman sat herself in front of Alika.

He looked up and chuckled. "This boss's indiscretion," said Alika.

Yesha shook her head, no wonder at the behavior of her best friend. He looked at Alika who was refocused on the papers. The sigh finally came out as well, Yesha was saturated at this moment.

"Lo why?" alika asked with busy hands flipping through the paper.

Yesha just shook her head slowly. He doesn't know what he wants, which is for sure he's saturated now. His gaze swept across the room, trying to find something fun. However, his eyes actually caught the figure of a man who was laughing cheerfully with a girl.

"Ck, the city is busy. Meeting the same female anyway yes," Yesha sneered.

Alika who heard that then looked up, she followed the direction of Yesha's view. The woman seemed relaxed, it was common to see Leon who was present with different women every day. However, for this time his indifference should be removed.

"You want samperin caves?" tawar Alika's.

She shook her head. "No need. Let it be, besides the cave there is no relationship with him" said Yesha.

"WALK!" yell Yesha who managed to divert the attention of all restaurant customers.

Alika shook her head slowly, herself looking at Leon who was sculpting. The man's face even changed pias. Alika smiled mockingly making Leon furious. Meanwhile, Yesha looked at Leon with her smirk.

Mampus cave!