AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)

AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Visit to Pearl Ocean Village [Part 2]


"I'm not supposed to be here, sir. You saw their eyes, right?" said Linda.


They had just enjoyed dinner at the house, but Linda had only eaten a little.


"El .. they just don't know what really happened. Don't be sad, I'll explain to them."


"No need sir. Don't complicate things," he said.


"But, El."


"Sir Agam, please understand my situation and my feelings, let them be prejudiced to me, but not to you."


"Linda, we promised to fight it together, didn't we?"


Agam sat on his knees, facing Linda who was still sitting on the dining chair.


"Yes that's right, but not here, sir. Not in this house. Celebrating on the Far Island, in my house, in front of my father and mother" he said.


"Alright, forgive me, El." Agam grabs Linda's hand but gets pushed over.


"I'm sorry Papa," continued Agam as he looked at Linda's stomach, which seemed to be getting bigger as Linda sat down.


Earlier, when hugging Linda, Reni and Yanti may be surprised when they feel Linda's stomach grow.


Yes, Mr. Deanka would have just said that Agam was close to LB. But it is impossible to tell the workers that Agam impregnated LB.


"Linda, I want to hug you." Gorgeously spread his hands.


"No need, sir. Let's just rest, I'm tired." Linda stand.


"Well, I'll bring you a heavy snack, afraid of the night you're hungry."


Agam took a few pieces of chocolate and candy, then put them in his shirt pocket.


"After we meet Mr. Deanka and Ms. Aiza, let's just go home. I can't possibly follow the show when your heart isn't okay."


"Father come along, I don't mind" Linda said as they were on the third floor of the elevator.


"We are talking tomorrow yes, in addition to the invitation I also came here because I want to rearrange the schedule for departure to Far Island. Mr. Deanka insisted on taking me."


"Yes, Sir. Please pray for me to be strong" he said.


"El, I don't want this to continue to drag on, how about we just unload it to the public? I'm tired of seeing you cry and grieve like this" said Agam. Along with the opening of the third floor elevator door.


"No sir, I don't approve" Linda said.


When the elevator opens they are immediately treated to a magnificent and stunning architecture. There is a garden and swimming pool designed parallel. Seen if on the third floor there are five bedrooms with glass rooms towering.


MasyaaAllah's.


"Good yes, sir."


"You want a house like this?" Walk slowly towards the room in question.


Their rooms were side by side. Only the front view is different. There are those that face the pool, and some that face the garden.


"Not so fond, sir. It's too fancy."


And the two were shocked when they heard an erotic noise coming from one of the rooms or maybe from an open room on this floor. Agam and Linda are sculpting.


"The sound of a--."


Linda's lips were immediately smothered by Agam's hands.


"Ssthtt ...."


Glamor put an index finger on his lips. The man was wailing, his cheeks were red. And with Linda.


The eyes of Linda and Agam were perfectly rounded, the voice was heard again, even more clearly. A voice they should not have heard. It was the voice of men and women who were mingling with love.


"Argh, shit!" aspersion Agam.


The eyes of Linda and Agam were together. Both hearts are beating. Why do you happen to be stuck with this condition?


Isn't the Young Master and Young Miss's room on the second floor? Crammy.


Is that the voice of Mr. Deanka and Miss Aiza? Geez, both of them sound so excited. Linda's cheeks are getting blustery.


Agam immediately covered Linda's ears with both hands.


"Ja-don't be heard, forget it, o-okay?" whispered Agam.


"Ma-still sound sir," Linda said.


"Let's sleep in our house."


With a quick movement Agam brought Linda back into the elevator.


"Sir, does that mean we're going home?" Linda's confused.


"No, I have a house in this area too."


"WHAT?!" Linda still can't believe it.


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"Good, sir."


Juan stared at Linda and Agam's departure with a confused feeling.


As Juan knows, Agam does have two houses in this area. But there is no furniture or furniture. There was a house that had a bed. But, it's only in one room.


Will they sleep together? Ck, ck, ck, Pak Agam who I know is a good person, but ... why is it like this? Rumors from Yanti, Reni and bu Lela, a big LB stomach is like five months pregnant.


Is LB really pregnant? Who then impregnated him? What Mr. Agam. Does Mr Deanka know about this?


As John's mind raged, he closed the gate, daydreaming. Feeling disappointed at LB and Agam if his guess is right. He regrets Agam and LB like that.


"Beauty, wealth, and higher education, if not based on free faith. Uh, maybe Mr. Agam and LB are married siri. Could be, right? I can't be so prejudiced" Juan murmured.


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Linda gawked as she entered the magnificent house that had not been filled anything. So it looks broad as far as the eye can see.


"Let's go to the room."


Linda said, without commenting. Agam brought Linda's bag which contained Bagas purchasing equipment.


Linda was back on the doorstep of the room.


"This room has a bed. This house is not finished yet, there is still a room I want to renovate."


"You sleep on the bed, I'm on the carpet."


Busy, he opened the plastic cover that protects the bed, tidied it, swept, mopped, then rolled out the carpet. Linda's just a spectator.


"Hurry to shower and sleep, I'm out for a while" Agam said as the room was ready.


Linda nodded.


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"The beautiful and sexy newcomer artist initialed LB is rumored to give a conglomerate a confession related to the facts about his biggest secret."


"LB admits that she is pregnant out of wedlock. Until now the man who impregnated LB has not revealed his identity."


"According to the source, LB was drunk at a nightclub after an awards ceremony in which LB won the nomination for best newsreader category."


"According to sources, it could be that the LB's description is a falsehood. But the fact that she's pregnant is the truth. LB also had to go to an obstetrician's clinic to abort her womb but failed because the doctor at the clinic refused LB's request."


Such is the fragment of an online news article that has just been read by Agam. His hands clenched tightly. Sitting on the stairs of his house. Again, Linda was again cornered due to her actions.


"Bad!" Almost threw his phone.


I walked quickly to the room. She believes that Linda has taken a bath and slept because she has been leaving him for an hour.


DEG, touch her inner.


Instead of sleeping on the bed, Linda fell asleep on the carpet, using two pillows to support her stomach and back.


Linda seems to eat chocolate and sleep. Now the chocolate is a straw on the red lips of the pomegranate.


Agam circulated his gaze to look for tissue, but nothing. He approached.


"Basic slovenly," murmured Agam.


Agam stared long at the brown and the lips.


Is there no intention to wipe it with a wet towel?


Or maybe cleaning it with his hands?


Does he have to stay up all night so that Linda's lips don't get attacked by ants?


Or perhaps, Agam would clean it up in another way?


I don't know.


Agam breathed heavily. It is hard to turn away from those lips. Overwhelmingly eating it made him so want to clean it in a way that should not.


You were teasing me on purpose, El? I just saw a woman your age eat chocolate and straws.


He who is not strong in faith, has brought his face closer. Prepare to clean the chocolate with his lips. But ... almost a few more stops, Linda moved.


Agam was startled, immediately retreated and undo the evil intentions. Along with Agam's gaze on Linda's bag.


Good idea, maybe in this sexy lady's bag there's tissue. Agam. Thankfully there was a wet tissue. But the occupants of the bag that was accidentally held by Agam, making Mr. Dirut must again wipe his chest and beristighfar.


Slowly he cleans Linda's lips with a wet tissue, and finally. Agam can breathe a sigh of relief.


Now it's Agam's turn to clean up. He rushed to the bathroom by walking. After the bath, she would move Linda to the bed.


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