Happy Ending's
Chapter 58: Wild Dog

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"Key ... later tonight come to the opening of the film with me," Darrel took a seat on the sofa typing on the laptop on his lap.

"Huuuff." Keyla who was cleaning the carpeted floor with a vacuum cleaner machine also sighed. His face suddenly hinted at an awesomeness.

Does he have to attend such events from now on? Not a bad thing because at least, if he comes along there will be no women looking for attention in front of Darrel. But on the other hand, he didn't have much good to be able to attend the party. Her old clothes, made by Sabrina, have narrowed in some parts. Chest and butt! Those two places have undergone drastic changes since giving birth to the Star. More contained, dense and often difficult to buy some types of clothing, especially jeans.

"What's up, baby?" Darrel stops his fingers and stares at Keyla because the girl turns off the vacuum cleaner but does not make a sound.

"I don't have proper clothes. I don't want to embarrass you, Antonius. It must be a big event."

"Pooch. Idiotically. Come here!"

Keyla put the suction handle to the floor and walked towards Darrel. "Sit here." The man patted her on the lap to get Keyla to land her ass there.

"Quick finish your work and we'll leave after the stars wake up."

"That's all?"

"Yes. You expect more?" darrel asked half-temptively.

"Hummmphh!!" Keyla shuffled from Darrel's lap and turned the vacuum cleaner back on. While at the other end, there was a pair of eyes that had been watching him behind the slightly opened door.

Darrel. A pair of dark-colored eyes. "Come, baby!" The man waved his hand at the Star. At first the girl doubted who the man who was sitting on the sofa with his mama was a moment ago. Then, he recalled the incident before he went to sleep. He is the new papa! Stars have been dreaming of a papa. Carrying papa. Play with papa and be taught to ride a bike in a park that has a lot of grass.

"Father!" shouted the owner of the pair of small legs while running around. Darrel spread out his hands, ready to catch the star in case it wants to scatter into his arms.

"Little daughter Papa!" Darrel hugged the body of the little girl. Kissing her hair, forehead and cheeks and lifting her up high. Stars cheer up and laugh. He often sees his friends being picked up by their papa like this while on the playground. And secretly, he envied his friend. It would be awesome to have papa! Think of the stars at the time.

"I'm hungry!" his cry sounded loud. He held her stomach and Darrel kissed her with anxiety. Star of kegelian yet pleased. Keyla just looked on with a newness. Her tears almost fell but were quickly removed with her thumb.

This is a happy thing, Keyla. You can't cry. You have to laugh and fight so that this morning scenery will come every day of your life!

Keyla continued her homework. Darrel prepares breakfast for the stars. The girl was very enthusiastic and watched Darrel beside her. More precisely on the chair that Darrel had reserved for him.

"What's the father doing?"

"The princess's meal is only in the palace!"

"Lady princess? It's just in the fairy tale!" reply Star frowned.

"Master princess is in this world."

"So there's a king too?"

"Surely."

"What about the white horse?"

"There was. You want to see it?"

The stars are happy. His eyes looked astonished as he watched Darrel break two eggs at once. One uses the right hand and the other uses the left hand. Darrel could see the bright face of his little princess.

Keyla really teaches kids well. Four-year-old stars don't cry when they wake up. Very polite and gentle. My wife is amazing!

Darrel heats the teflon and puts a piece of butter on it, after melting, Darrel inserts the egg that has been shaken off so that the yellow and white parts are fused together. After half-cooking, he then put the slice cheese on top and rolled the eggs.

"Great papa!" The star applauds as if it were watching a circus and this is the climactic part.

"It's done!" darrel said satisfied. He put his omelette cheese on a plain white plate. Then with his left hand, he grabbed the body of the Star and brought it to the dining table.

"Don't kid!" One word came from the lips of the Star when it began to eat it. A glass of cold chocolate milk had been prepared in front of him. Darrel was really excited. His stomach was filled with butterflies passing by. Since her divorce from Keyla, she never imagined such a thing would happen again. Home with Keyla, sleeping in bed with her, preparing breakfast for her children. It was really unexpected and he was eager to call Sabrina, his mama. If it wasn't for the woman's plan, she might be with a girl she doesn't know her background in a hotel room right now.

"You want to share it with Mama?" chirped Keyla with sweat spots on her face. The vacuuming business is finished. He wants to rest for a moment. Seeing her little lips chew food.

"Since when have you been this stingy, Binbin?'

"Since Papa's!"

Haha. Darrel and Keyla laughed at the same time. The hot city of Paris, the busy mornings, and the adorable sounds of Star laughter are the perfect mix!

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Darrel just finished buttoning his white shirt. Alloy that fits with dark blue jeans and do not forget the Relux silver brand watch perched on his left hand. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, his hair was neat, and his face was also clean from the so-called feathers. She smiles every now and then when she hears the screams of the Stars and the laughter of Keyla from behind the bathroom. It's been almost twenty minutes since they took a shower. However, Darrel has no intention of disturbing their togetherness. The man will be happy to wait.

He took a laptop located on a white-painted wooden table. Precisely, near the vase that contained a mythical flower made of cloth and plastic. White and yellow color combination. He put himself in a wicker chair and opened the laptop. There was an email from his lawyer. Peter.

After a careful and repeated reading, a smile appeared on his lips. And that smile was caught by Keyla's eyes that had just come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around a part of her body, and the Star carried her. "Is there any good news?"

"Yes. Peter ... I mean, my lawyer has completed the marriage and children's paperwork. He'll give it to her as soon as possible."

"really?" keyla asked as she sat the Stars in front of the dresser and began to dry her hair using a hair dryer. "That's great news, baby. I didn't expect it to be faster than I thought."

"Yes. Are you going to have a party?"

"party? I don't really like parties. How about a family photo on the weekend?"

"alright. I'll call you the best photo studio in town and make a reservation."

"That means now the kids are using your last name? It's a pity I don't like your name right now."

"You can call me as usual. Just you."

"I suddenly felt a little guilty. Change citizenship. To be French. I hope no netizens bullied me." Keyla was acting very proud. Like an artist on an opera stage who plays an antagonist.

"You can go to Indonesia anytime, ma'am. Douglas. The school cloud holiday. Besides you're not graceful. Don't worry that someone will scold you!" Darrel knows what Keyla means. Dark-skinned singer from Cilacap who has now changed citizenship.

After the star's hair dried, Keyla put on a shirt for her. Pink sleeveless polkadot dress. "Mama's son is beautiful!" Keyla landed a kiss on her forehead.

"I know that," the Star retorted down from the chair and approached Darrel. "Papa? How's clothes? Papa likes?"

Darrel pinched her small, reddish nose and kissed her delicate cheeks. "Like. Very pretty!"

"OKAY. Then I'll go downstairs and show my clothes to the prince." The girl stepped out of the room and went down the stairs. While Darrel wondered until his forehead looked wrinkled. He saw Keyla. Hope the question is answered. "BTS" said Keyla.

"BTZ?" Darrel's forehead is shrinking. Eyes squinting. Keyla laughed as she looked at the reflection in the mirror.

"Boy Band from Korea. The star keeps some posters in the drawer. I didn't let her stick it to the wall" Keyla continued, drying her hair.

"They're handsome?"

"Yes! That's why he likes it. She also often danced by herself while watching their videos. I can't wait to see Star transformed into a teenage girl."

"Still a long time, Mrs. Douglas. You have to be patient." Darrel got out of his chair and approached Keyla. The lips of the man on the shoulders of his wife were opened before his eyes. White and challenging.

"Not now, my husband." Keyla's voice sounded heavy. Over love Bandung Bondowoso to Roro Jonggrang who willing to make a thousand temples for the girl overnight. Although in the end the temple was not resolved because of the cunning Roro Jonggrang who sent people to make fire and sound dimples, but the love of Bandung Bondowoso can not be denied! He did whatever Roro Jonggrang asked.

Building a thousand temples in a short time is impossible for ordinary humans. But, the man kept trying and looking for a way for the girl he was expecting to be his wife. And that's how it should be. If you love, you must dare to sacrifice. Giving even though it has no.

"Five minutes" Darrel replied, releasing a towel that covered his wife's chest. The peaks of Sindoro and Sumbing have also hardened. Keyla moaned as her husband's big, warm hands began to play around there wily.

"Honey .. please stop."

"Four minutes."

Darrel twisting Keyla's body. Plied every curve of his body with love until the woman repeatedly mentioned his name when his body shook and before drooping. "Wear your shirt, baby. You're so slow!" god Darrel enjoys Keyla's face with an irregular breath.

"It's all your fault!" Keyla pinched the man's stomach with anxiety.

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