Bed With In-laws
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The day is still not late, even sunlight is still visible on the western horizon with a dim light. Zea is seen coming out of the bathroom shaking both hands.

Uh! So tiring! Why did he leave so long ago? Damnit.

For the sake of the perfect tarbinth. His grim face could even be seen even though it was only as fierce as an eye.

After he came out, Darion followed behind with a smile. It was as if he had just won the fight.

I swear! Won't do it again.

Zea immediately laid her body on the sofa, then looked at her two already helpless hands.

"My poor wrist!" said sendu.

The man who was walking towards the kitchen clearly heard Zea's complaint. But instead of feeling guilty and apologizing, the man just casually showed off a smile.

Zea's annoyance has certainly increased. The girl wearing only her blue shirt did not even care about Darion getting busy in the kitchen.

Until, the fragrant aroma that was accidentally inhaled, made Zea's defense loosen. He turned his head, watching the man who was on his chest and just wearing a black apron silently.

The man was only wearing trousers, with no top. His arm muscles were clearly visible, his field chest was even perfect. Hair tied as usual. Serious face while shaking teflon, sowing seasoning with origin.

Zea was completely stunned, dissolving in the charm of that burly man who was an expert at cooking. The thing he could not imagine, was the age of the man who was close to half a century, but still very charismatic.

"Baby, come here! Let's eat!"

Zea's daydream broke, when he heard a heavy voice that began to sound familiar in his ears. He walked over, without recalling the anger that had enveloped his heart.

Then, start enjoying her dinner without saying a word. In fact, he did not praise Darion's cooking, but managed to finish it off with no leftovers.

Darion himself did not care about praise. Seeing Zea's happy face while eating alone was enough for him.

After he finished eating, Darion took him around the penthouse. Looking at all the corners, space by space that is there. The most pleasant thing for Zea was apparently the Walk In closet.

White shelves with black lists, making clothes and expensive items Darion collection neatly arranged.

"Most men choose black, why do you choose white?" ask Zea curiously.

"There is no specific reason. Just love the bright colors."

Darion walked closer towards Zea, then gently grabbed the girl's hand. "Come here, I'll take you to the place I like the most!"

They walk while holding hands. Pass through the living room on the second floor, then walk through a door made of glass.

There is a balcony that is quite large. Complete with a sofa and Chiminea, a wood-burning barrel made of clay.

Darion lit a fire, making sure they didn't get cold when they talked. Before he sat down beside Zea.

"You've been busy looking at me ever since!" daron Goda.

"Huh! You're too confident, Don!"

"Yes, I'm confident. Very confident that you love me too, even if that word never speaks."

Zea was unable to speak anymore. Although he had no doubt believed that his feelings for Darion were love. But his mouth was still hard to say.

Maybe it was because of the status he had. If she had met Darion when she was divorced, then perhaps Zea would have expressed her feelings clearly.

Seeing Zea pensive, Darion felt a little guilty for putting pressure on her. After all, he was also thinking about Zea's position that couldn't be free.

He gently grabbed Zea's shoulder from behind. It then made the smaller body of him rest comfortably on his large body.

"Not to think about. I know your position is difficult."

"Eemmm, thank you, Don!"

The wind blows breezy, not too strong and not too cold, although the weather outside is still at 20 degrees. Either it was because of the warm embrace of both, or because of the heater Darion turned on. Both of them enjoyed their time outside.

"Baby, don't you have any questions for me? You can ask anything!" daron said suddenly.

"What to ask? About your wife or my husband!" Zea seemed to reinforce the line that became their barrier.

"You know I don't love her. And that husband of yours, also not my son!"

"How can you be sure? I can't believe you never did that and sowed your seeds!"

"I don't deny that. But I assure you, the seed that I sow is only in your field. The rest ... yeah you know it's stuck with a balloon!"

"Youth!" Zea could not help but laugh when she heard Darion mention 'balloon'

"Then, your wife?"

"Him? I'll tell you, listen carefully!"

...☆TBC☆...

Inletin if bang Diego wrong room again ya 🤭😁

Othor can't mope on 🤣

Well, bang Don wants to tell the same story as Ana. Don't forget to keep track with sajen sprinkles as usual 💋💋