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Maki hurried to his feet from there, the sound of her footsteps ringing out so loud; with a face that displayed a reddish hue.
It could be that the woman is experiencing the name of a feeling of blushing shame, Maki never thought that knowing the perverted side of a man would make her little heart tickle. It's ridiculous, haha.
Joking.
A few seconds after the reddish hue appeared Maki's face then changed, again displaying a cold expression with an empty eye bead. Maki's right hand was raised, moving towards her hair. The woman wiped thousands of thin threads over her head with her fingers.
Long breaths rang out, Maki threw out a glance while making a kind of whimpering sound.
"Tch!"
The woman's eye bead flashed, like she was thinking of something—Maki was silent on the spot. Her brain was trying to translate all the information she got, about Langa and her husband.
Maki believes that Langa is her son, it's just that the belief about the woman is tied to the thread of love with the figure of William feels a little contrived. Why that?
Because Maki's heart didn't feel the so-called thumping feeling at all. Unlike when he heard Langa's words, or when he felt pain when he found out the emerald-pleasing boy was crying in front of him.
Another reason that Maki has is; she doesn't want to be stuck with a violent man whose nature exceeds that of a bastard just like Yolan's figure. Just thinking about that sissy guy makes Maki shiver in the cold, no matter what happens—he never wants to see that crazy bastard again.
Of love?
Bullshits!
"Omong empty..." Maki hissed, her face completely dark. The thought of love in his mind is different from the common concept of people talking about love.
From childhood, the word love is not in the dictionary of the woman. Whether because of what Maki 10 years back can be trapped by the man named William, Maki is just a typical who likes looks and money. So it is impossible if the figure wants to be united with love, unless there is a certain moment that makes Maki is in a desperate spot and crave the beautiful delusion of a love.
Again, that sounds impossible.
Maki put her hand on the chin, again drifting in her own mind. Unaware of the figure of Langa who suddenly appeared from the corner of the room there. Dining curious on the mama who looks like he is standing on the spot.
"May?" call Langa, once. But it is not followed by the owner of the name. Maki furrowed her brows, many things still keeping her busy in her brain.
Feeling neglected, Langa puffed her cheeks while displaying a frowning look. He walked over, crossed his arms and tried to summon Maki's figure once more.
"Your?!" a little louder and louder than before. This made Maki flinch, she spontaneously looked up. Dining around with a dim-witted eye highlight—searching for objects that have disperse the contents in his mind.
Still unaware of Langa's figure, the boy who has an eye bead similar to William's pulls a small corner of the clothes Maki is wearing. The woman with the brownish bead lowered her head, feeling something odd was pulling the edge of her shirt.
Not until 3 seconds, both their views meet; between Maki and the figure of a small child under her—Langa.
"Hey? What's up, son?" maki asked spontaneously, the tone of the woman's voice turned soft with a warm face look. For some reason every time I see this boy Maki's heart always warms.
He's comfortable.
Maki placed a hand on Langa's cheek and framed the boy's handsome face. Langa was silent, for a moment before choosing to raise her voice.
"Mamah why? From earlier Langa see mamah like a daydreaming here..."
Maki grimaced, what her son said was true. Maki is like a statue that was deliberately placed in the park. Attracting attention by doing nothing but silence. Haha. Funnier.
The woman shook her head, she lowered her head—aligned a glance with the boy in front of her as she said.
"Mamah is fine." said Maki, suddenly accustomed to calling himself mamah.
The little thing slightly shocked Maki's heart, he felt the same vibe again thanks to this boy. Langa, it seems like the child was born as a gift.
Iri, Maki is really envious. But that doesn't mean it makes him greedy and wants recognition, Maki's principle is simple.
If you're trash, don't make the owner throw you back to pick it up.
He's too low, to have you again. Don't laden a blind man, he only knows that diamonds are stones.
"Then why do you daydream?" ask Langa. The woman who listened to the innocent question pulled the small corner of her lips; displaying a simple smile that was so beautiful.
"You're just thinking about what your dad's doing..."
Langa tilted her head, confused.
He saw the figure of the papah who had just come out of the bathroom still wearing a kimono.
"Isn't he?" paro the boy.
Maki who used the excuse nodded, she was forced to carry around William's name. Just sorry.
"What are you doing in the bathroom?" ask Langa again, this time in a slightly louder voice. The figure of the owner's name was surprised, there was just out of the bathroom and saw a strange scene between the child and his wife who was whispering.
"What are you talking about?"
The deg!
Maki was surprised, a heavy voice suddenly appeared right behind the woman's body. Quickly he turned around, displaying a nervous expression.
Damnit.
The man wearing only a bath kimono narrowed both eyes, revealing a suspicious expression.
Seriously, what are you talking about?
Me? The washroom? Inner man it is. His head turned, trying to translate. There's only one thing William does in the bathroom, which is?
His eyes bulged, the emerald man displayed a face of disbelief towards the figure of Maki.
"Darling? You told the kids unnecessary things..." William shook his head, how perverted the wife was.
Accused of all sorts, Maki then shook her head strongly. Her lips opened, in a loud voice she said—
"No! I didn't tell you anything about that?!" Leads towards the no-no.
William rotates his eyes funny.
"Really~" said the man in front of Maki in a seductive tone.
Maki nodded.
"Yes!" sahut again.
William turned his gaze towards Langa. The plain-looking boy finally chose to open his voice; he said.
"Mamah said he was imagining what he was doing in the bathroom."
Tungg—!
WHA!
"The manga!" sidelines Maki with a face that is really blushing. Shit, this is embarrassing.
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