Dew For Bara
Eroding distance

Bara's voice was clearly an order as if it did not want to be disturbed or even rejected at all because the man was used to dominate and intimidate anyone around him without exception and Dew froze as well silence, confused as to how.

it feels strange if she has to walk and sit near Bara, Mama gives distance between them, especially she feels guilty for disturbing the man's sleep just now.

he should not have approached the man and kept him awake.

"Sorry for waking you up"

Speak with guilt.

Instead of answering Bara instead patted the sofa chair he was sleeping on.

"Come here"

Bara spoke again, his voice was very domineering but more soft-sounding than usual, he became a little impatient, wanting the girl to sit there immediately.

In the end, the Dew according.

As soon as the Dew moved and tried to sit, Bara immediately rewinded her body on the long sofa chair, put away the blanket she was given and let the girl sit right in front of Bara.

And when the Dew sits suddenly the man pulls the waist Dew, the, making the line jerk in shock and round his eyeballs as blood drew on his waist reflexively and made his body lie directly before Bara.

"Master?"

Dew was surprised, he was obviously nervous to death and he thought this was not in their agreement letter.

"Let me touch your stomach for a moment"

Bara drowned the Dew into her arms, the position of the Girl turned her back on Bara, their lying position was very unfavorable for Dew.

Believe me as soon as the heart of Dew now beats fast and sounds unsafe, he resigned when the embers hugged him from behind, the man hugged him and gently stroked his stomach for some time.

"Sir...what if Miss Ayla comes?"

Dew spoke with a vibrating tone, he curled up in fear, rather amused and panicked in the embrace by Bara let alone the hand of the man touching and hugging his stomach.

When the man told him about it, making Dew mute, he was silent and did not speak.

again, the question in his heart.

What kind of marriage does this man have?!.

"They said it's not going to grow that fast, it still takes process and time to grow and the master can hold it"

Dew is trying to remind, like his child has not really become so her stomach.

Bara looks silent, let his hands erode the distance between them, he likes to hug the Dew like this, since at the top want to enjoy the scent of the girl and embrace her.

Either his passion or he likes it he can't yet determine his heart.

"Stop calling that lady, you better use another nickname that sounds unobtrusive in my ear, she's not your employer and I'm the one who got you, don't obey his request once in a while because I don't like it."

said Bara again then completely reluctant to respond to the words Dewun, the man continued to hug Dew while lending his eyeballs, enjoying the smell of bubble gum shampoo that burst in from behind his nose.

The girl always gives a fragrant aroma every time they are close together, the scent of bubble gum or the smell of a baby from behind the body of Dew, Bara very fond of her, it was as if it reminded him of someone in his past.

hearing the man's words for a moment made Dew speechless, he did not have the nickname of a baby to pin on Ayla.

"i just don't think it's appropriate to call her by a nickname carelessly"

The slow talking dew let Bara stick her nose and lips on the nape of the girl, there was one strange sensation that felt when Bara put her lips and nose bent behind her.

"you can call him brother or sister, it sounds better as if there is no boundary between you"

Say it again later.

"Yes?"

A momentarily asked in confusion.