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Since I was pregnant, I was hungry all of a sudden. Surprisingly, whenever I was hungry, there was always something popping up in my brain what I was going to eat. To the extent that I often trouble Bi Sari.
This afternoon, I suddenly wanted to eat bread that I had not tasted. Because the baker's stand was far enough away, I finally went to Kak Zayn's office, asked to be delivered to buy bread.
Mang Ujang drove me to the office, and I went straight to my husband's room, without telling him first.
"My husband's inside?" I asked the two secretaries who welcomed me.
"There's Miss, but ...."
"But what?"
The two women looked at each other, instead throwing words at each other that should have answered my question.
"That's it, you work!" I pushed open the glass door of Zayn's unlocked room. After one step into the room, my feet suddenly stiffened when I found out who was with Brother Zayn.
"Queen's." Brother Zayn stood up and walked over to me. With a raging chest, I smiled at him.
The smell of mint from her perfume began to pierce my nose. Immediately I took my perfume and Brother Zayn suddenly snatched it from me. Then, he sprayed his entire body with that vanilla perfume.
"Queen, what's wrong?" Brother Zayn immediately hugged me spoiled. He also kissed both of my cheeks with anxiety.
"Why is he here?" ask me while releasing her embrace.
"Oh, he." Brother Zayn rolled his eyeballs, looking once he was lazy to answer my question. "He was the one who wanted to be the model to launch our property, but I refused. That's why he came here. You know Kai's on leave, I'm lazy to take it."
"Zayn, I beg you this time, let me be the model. I won't bother you though. This job is really important to me Zayn."
"Manda, you transfer her fee, even if she's not the model!" brother Zayn's orders. "Let's sit Queen, I don't want you to be tired!" Brother Zayn took me to sit on the sofa, while my view could not be separated from the woman who had dated my husband.
"I don't want to get paid without work, I beg Zayn. This one time!" pinta Clara who remained standing in her position.
"You hear me?" Brother Zayn sat beside me, rubbing my hands without looking at the interlocutor.
"Yes boss" answered the woman named Manda who was standing next to Clara.
"Sir Zayn, what's the matter?" ask me gently.
"I don't want to deal with the past, no matter how small it is."
"Wouldn't he get tingling emm—"
Brother Zayn melu*mat my lips suddenly, making me unprepared and lying on the sofa.
"I'm sorry, Boss." The voice of the woman named Manda I could hear clearly. Meanwhile, Brother Zayn did not care and even more savagely kissed me. In fact, now the warm tongue has managed to break in.
I pushed his body when he felt out of breath, and Brother Zayn instead kissed my neck after releasing my lips.
"Sister, no!" I said while enduring the turmoil that made me want to continue to be touched.
"I don't like you pitying her. I don't care what Queen she wants, it's none of my business." Brother Zayn who is supporting me looks very serious.
"Yes, yes, don't look at his face. Cerems."
Brother Zayn began to smile, dropping his body on top of me, though not completely falling, as he still held his weight with one hand.
"You came here, you must be missing, right?" ask Brother Zayn while kissing my neck.
"No, I came here because I want to buy bread john, anterin me yes!"
"What bread anyway? There's no Mama's cake shop?"
"There is no Brother. We have to queue long if we want to buy" I whined while pushing his body.
"Duh, what bread is the hell. Why doesn't Kai exist?"
"Sister is his Daddy, if the Assistant Emperor keeps buying it later Dedek thinks his papa is him."
"Oh, amit-amit."
"Yes that's why I finished my brother's work, keep hunting we buy the bread."
"Telfon Mama aja deh, only time Mama can make, the Zea must also know, he pinter kok make-bikin bread that way."
"No anther, want his son to be upset?"
"Yes yes, I'm dead on my laptop, and we're leaving, okay!"
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