Beloved Savings
Part 9's

''Assalamualaikum, excuse me ..'' I shouted a little while knocking on the door of Miss Princess' house. Earlier in the front near the security post, security had informed my arrival to Miss Putri via telephone. I stood at the door feeling groggy, hard to normalize my heartbeat so that I could be more relaxed in facing the boss who has now been bound by a deal with me, which is now I'm a Aunt's mistress. It is not wrong if I call Miss Princess as Auntie, because she does have an older age than me. She also had a child from her marriage with her deceased husband. Not long after, the door slowly opened, and the person I first saw was a boy about seven years old.

''Hallo, Om. Come on, come on in Om. It's the same kind of Papa I used to see in photo albums. Is it true that this Om will be my friend?'' the handsome boy in front of me spoke with an expanding smile. I was still confused as to what to answer, because this was far from what I expected. I thought Mother Princess herself would welcome me, then take me to the room, but it turned out ... His son welcomed me.

''Em ...,'' I scratched my non-itchy head, I was confused as to what to answer. Not long after that Miss Princess came, she walked over to us who were in the doorway, I looked at Miss Princess unblinkingly, how not, Miss Putri looks very beautiful with long hair on her beautiful back she stalls, she also wears short-sleeved pajamas with a length above the knee. Miss Princess looks younger than I usually see, usually when in the office Miss always tied her hair horse, she also always wears a suit and skirt with length below the knee. And usually Miss Princess also always wear glasses so that she looks older.

''You have come apparently Bram, come please come in, Andra, let's invite her Om in, said Miss Putri with a knotty smile staring at me. I saw his white face slightly blushing. I nodded silently, after that we walked side by side into a luxurious house again magnificent owned by the Princess. I walk to the right of Bu Putri's son named Andra, while Bu Putri walks to the left of the child. When I was in the family room, Miss Putri asked me to sit on the soft sofa again clean, the house of Miss Putri looks very clean and well maintained, it was very different from the house that Tiara and I lived in. Even though I tried so hard to clean it, still after Tiara came home he would make the house a mess again with all sorts of things he bought after he hung out with his friends.

''Brother, please make a drink for my guests, yes!'' exclaimed the Princess to call her house assistant. Now the three of us are sitting on the sofa in the living room. From then on Andra continued to wrestle spoiled in my burly arms and I embraced his body back.

''Okay Ma'am, '' said the housekeeper. After that he walked to the back.

''He is absolutely right. Your name is Andra, huh?'' ask me again with the same smile.

''Yes, that's right.'' Andra answered with a cheerful laugh. I clenched Andra's body so close to me, I somehow felt so comfortable being in a situation like this. I had long since missed the presence of a child in the house, but Tiara had always rejected the wishes of me who wanted to have a child from her. Tiara is very afraid and unwilling if her sexy and beautiful body becomes sagging and no longer tight if you have children.

I looked at the Princess, I saw the Princess smiling at me and Andra. His smile looks so deep. I saw Miss Princess was still very beautiful while she already had children, then what Tiara feared. Ah ... My wife is a strange woman.

Seriate.

Seriate.