Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 125: Test Pack

The orange attached to the sky suddenly darkened, dragging the netra Almira to look at her and the girl was forced to slash her steps close to her husband. At this time, Royyan wrapped around his wife's waist and pulled her down into his lap.

"Aaakh .."pekik Almira, his body was riveted mute for a moment.

Then his face turned to the husband who was looking at him with the most hated look. A sharp glare that made Almira freeze and as if some of her time was being robbed by that gaze, she once again swallowed her saliva violently.

"Why brother .." asked Almira softly, his hands hanging on Royyan's broad shoulders.

The man in full muscle attached his arms to his wife's waist. "Jawab first, you can't miss, or ... I can meaning you in a way you wouldn't imagine" urged Royyan who then dropped his gaze on Almira's lips.

"What?! Don't be weird, "tepis Almira pushed her husband's chest to break the sofa they were sitting on together.

"My answer was that question?"

"What questions?" The girl's forehead crept.

"How many times has that bike come to you?" Royyan's question this time was very clear, and Almira could no longer dodge or reason anything else to avoid all those questions.

"Daeum ..."Almira only muttered a long moment without uttering a single word.

Her eyeballs were thrown in the other direction avoiding the husband. His tongue seemed to be mute along with his body that was mute, while his hands hung on Royyan's neck firmly. He really doesn't know what to answer.

Seeing his wife hinting at his strange behavior, he thumped his chin and pointed at her. Almira eventually fell silent, and was forced to freeze her gaze on her husband.

"Actually ... Something like that happened once, and ...." Those words just came out without Almira noticing.

Almira had not finished stringing up her words to explain what had happened back then, Royyan immediately bought her gaze along with a deep frown on her forehead. "Why don't you tell me about it, you know it's a danger to you, why hide it from me instead" Gerundel Royyan dropped his wife off his lap.

Her steps turned to the window that was emitting sunlight today with great gallantry, Almira was glued to silence on the sofa originally occupied by Royyan, she looked at her husband's back guiltily.

"You forgot, if I was ever in your current position, it was all very scary. I was haunted by the shadow of death, but luckily Dirta just told them to threaten me, not to eliminate me," Royyan explained, his net stoning every object in front of him.

Almira let out a long sigh, adjusting her breathing pattern properly to prepare for her husband. The man's back looked tense, the dark souls hugged the man again until the tightness in his chest was fully gathered.

"I don't want you to think about my problem, maybe it's a coincidence brother .."reprobably Almira approached the husband.

The golden-brown woman, twisting her husband's body to point at him. He relays the folded hands on Royyan's chest and he holds the large hand, even his tiny hand can be simply devoured by the man's hand.

"It just so happens that it won't happen again and again" Royyan pulled both of his hands from Almira's grasp.

The girl's face loosened with heartache as her grasp was noticeably rejected before her, her lips stretching forward in annoyance. Her gaze fell on both her legs kissing her husband's feet.

"So how many times it happened to you" Royyan asked, flanking his chin and carrying the girl's gaze drowned at the orange twinkle recorded in his eyeball.

"Two times the same today," replied Almira to pull over her husband's hand that was still hanging on her chin.

He threw his eyes in the other direction. His move quickly left Royyan who seemed confused by his wife's attitude, suddenly Almira created a distance that was so real with Royyan.

With a swift Royyan held his wife's waist and dragged her into his arms, his circle tightened. His other hand clasped one of his wife's hands tightly.

"From now on, no matter what happens you have to say, if anything happens to you, I won't be able to forgive myself,"said Royyan Long who then he rubbed a warm kiss on Almira's ear.

"Euum ..." muttered Almira nodded her head.

The burly man knew very well that his wife was upset, so he advocated her body forward, sticking her chest with her back and her chin falling on Almira's shoulder.

"Something's angry, why baby ..." His soft voice burst into the ear cavity of Almira.

The girl brushed him off by turning her head in the other direction firmly, but she could not let go of the man's embrace attached to her body. The burly man if he had locked his wife's body, it would not be easy to escape.

"Sorry .." - Royyan cried in a very slow tone of voice, he was like a soft gust that transformed into thousands of dew.

"You're a bitch, you're a freelancer, you go home," Almira pestered to push her body away from her.

However, the man did not let his wife out of his arms. She turned Almira's body to face him, curbing the irritated look that gathered on the girl's brownish eyeball, while she lowered her knees to align her height with Almira's.

"Why again?! What I did, I just don't want to do anything, so I'm a little upset when you don't tell me what happened to you," Royyan said, releasing his eyebrows upwards.

Almira throbbed irritably, even the two hands folded in front of her also tightened. "Not that .."whimpered the cat-eyed girl.

"Navigal ..."

"You don't want me to hold it, so you go home" said Almira, turning to her husband again.

His feet stepped away.

Royyan devoured his steps with a big bribe so that the little girl's step could be overtaken by him, now the man was already in front of Almira, the little girl's step, making the cat's eyes must be glued and imprinted on the gaze that always makes his body vibrate full of thrilling taste.

"Why now so often angry anyway."

Without any cue Royyan clasped his waist and carried the tiny body floating in the air, instantly the cat's eyeballs widened fully, and the, and both of his legs were floating in the air once in a while he was kicking around the void space in front of him.

"SISTER! ... Get down on me, you spit! You why the hell, "ask Almira to raise her voice.

The man with muscular arms did not listen to his wife's babble, his steps kept rolling closer to the little girl's desk. He put his wife's ass in an empty room surrounded by a pile of Almira's papers.

"Where are your hands," Royyan's request stuck out his hand before Almira.

"No,"Almira denied hiding her hands behind her back.

"Mana ..."tegas Royyan.

The girl's body was increasingly stunned away from the husband; her net fell on the softness that became the most beautiful part in the face of Royyan, she was the soft-looking part of the lips, the lips continued to grin tempting Almira.

"Honey .."call Royyan gently affirming his desire to hold his wife's hand.

It was just that the little girl was still persistent to hide her two hands. "No! Don't make it."

"God ..." Nod firmly regardless of the man's defense.

With a flash of lightning, the man's face approached and stuck his lips over his wife's lips; Almira jumped in shock, she blinked for a split second as a warm ci*m*n stuck in a few seconds.

Royyan pulled his lips from the top of Almira's lips, but his body still stretched to near Almira, his sharp eyes surrounded Almira's soul so that the girl froze like a statue of hers that became a resident of the boutique.

"Thus ... Want me to go ahead or give me your hand, "ask Royyan once more, his breath spreading to every pore of his face.

"Daeum ..." Almira muttered once more.

With Almira forced to throw one hand forward; Royyan grabbed Almira's face down and he moved it into a tight hold, he held his wife's hand tightly, and, while his other hand snuck into the pocket of his pants, the sturdy man took an object that Adrian bought earlier.

"Wear this, and check," she said after she placed a pregnancy test.

Degh's!

The girl's eyes widened when recording a pregnancy test that had originally crossed her mind. His heart was pounding uncontrollably, his hands were shaking, he was being held back by the awkwardness that was suddenly created.

"Why do you love me?"almira asked as if she did not understand what that thing meant.

Royyan took a step back, inserting his hands into his pants pocket. "She, are you pregnant or not," Throw Royyan leaned against the sofa that was right behind her.

"Pregnant?!" Almira's forehead frowned. This was also what happened to him.

"Yes. We are husband and wife and have done this relationship**m beberapali, there is a possibility you are pregnant is not it?"lightly said.

While Almira's chest rumbled calling for a thrilling flash, it felt like the girl was not ready to become a mother yet, but anyway she had to accept it because they were having this relationship**m is in a state of consciousness and sane, they know very well what the consequences of their actions.

Almira loosened her buttocks down, she got off her desk and approached her husband. "Where's the way it made?"tanya Almira plain.

"Daeum ..." Royyan muttered in calling for ignorance.

The man did not know how to use that thing. His steps again moved in the other direction, raising all sorts of questions and looking for a figure he could ask about all that.

"Ask Manda how to wear it, I don't know how to use it either" Royyan twirled his body back to Almira.

"Yes, I'll ask. You see Manda won't be back in the boutique again today."

"Tumben?! What's up?" The man's eyebrows slipped upwards.

"Say again ngobatin Ajun," replied Almira waltzing back to his chair.

Then he slumped on the chair and his back he leaned. Seeing his wife switch, Royyan quickly paddled his steps to approach the woman. He pushed forward and made the girl's desk as her body support.

"Ajun why? I didn't say anything it was a child" Royyan wondered.

Not usually the downturned-eyed man did not tell the events in his life to Royyan. The man's face just shrunk, he released his eyes on the thoughts that had become questions.

Seeing her husband looking worried, Almira immediately stood up from her chair and placed herself right beside the husband. "Says Ajun nolongin Manda who bullied two guys is unclear. You don't have to worry." Almira tried to calm her husband, even cradling the husband's burly arms. "They were all right, Manda said she said she said again ngobatin Ajun," continued Almira jaws firmly owned by her husband.

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