MAKE ME SECOND
UNSEAL

" From now on, you sleep in my room. Start moving your stuff to that room." Pradana orders while showing the location of his room that he often slept with Mandala during this time.

" From tonight on we'll sleep together" Pradana added.

" Huh?? But I will accompany my little daughter." Yasinta protested.

" It's not necessary! There's a babysitter for my son. You do not have to bother and tired of taking care of it." said Pradana finally.

" but??" sahut Yasinta's.

" No buts! All righty! I'm gonna go see the office for a minute. It's been a few days that I've given all my duties to my personal assistant" Pradana said.

Yasinta is still concerned about Pradana's attitude towards him. Pradana leaves after giving her hand to Yasinta and gives a kiss on Yasinta's forehead.

" Are there other spirits entering Pradana's body? She's so weird. Would it be okay if I stayed out for a while. I want to see Naufal and Yuliana, his best friend.

" But, fine tomorrow. Today I moved my belongings to that room." Yasinta thought.

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In the room that used to be occupied Yasinta is now used by the new occupants, namely baby sitter daughter Pradana with Mandala, named mbak Nana. The little baby who was still very red was called Yasinta as Nora. Nora now has her baby sitter so Yasinta is not too busy and bother taking care of Nora. Apparently Pradana had calculated everything for his daughter. Along with Mbak Atun, his home assistant Mbak Nana sometimes change carrying Nora.

In the room Yasinta accompanied Nora. At that time Pradana had not returned from his office.

" Nora is as beautiful as her mother. May her mama be in a beautiful place there in nature" Yasinta said as she rubbed Nora's cheek gently.

" Amij!" sahut mbak Nana who has now become familiar with Yasinta, the wife of his employer.

" Mr Nana has been a baby sitter for a long time?" ask Yasinta stale.

" It's only been three years, ma'am!" sahut Mbak Nana friendly.

" Before taking care of Nora, Mbak Nana has taken care of the baby well. What kind of girl is a toddler being treated by Nana?" ask Yasinta kepo.

" Mr boy!" mama Nana replied briefly. Yasinta just smiled.

" Nora's asleep?" pradana asked who suddenly entered the room without knocking on the door because the position of the door was wide open.

" Nora's still sleeping, dad!" sahut Yasinta with a voice like a child. Pradana scrunched his forehead.

" Hey?" pradana's murmurs are still cold as ice. Yasinta cuek doesn't care.

" Yasinta, I want to eat" Pradana said at last as she passed from the room. Yasinta.

" Tumben mas Pradana asks for a meal. Is there something wrong with his head?" yasinta thought as she walked into the dining room. Pradana was already sitting in that dining chair while playing her phone.

" Said to eat? But why haven't you taken the food yet? Did he ask me to serve him?" think Yasinta. Yasinta took the dishes that were already available at the table, picked up rice, vegetables and side dishes on the plate. Given it to Pradana who still looks indifferent while playing with her phone.

" It's a mas, eat first!" yasinta said he pulled up his chair and sat there not far from Pradana after giving a glass of water to Pradana. Pradana started eating it while occasionally glancing towards Yasinta.

" Good cooking!" thought Pradana.

" Hem, I cooked the mas. You see, I again want to eat meat gulai with super spicy sauce. If the chicken soy sauce and vegetable soup, then Atun mbak who cook. Doesn't mas like his meat goulash? Let me replace it with chicken soy sauce." said Yasinta to lift Pradana's plate.

" No need!" sahut Pradana's. His mouth was still reluctant to praise Yasinta's cooking which was actually very tasty and fit on his tongue.

Yasinta observes Pradana eating with ravenous food.

" Want to add more?" ask Yasinta. Pradana was silent and still acting indifferent. The dishes were clean without a single rice seed. Yasinta smiled at that.

" You like my cooking, mas?" inner Yasinta. For Yasinta this is her happiness because she is like a wife who really has made her husband satisfied because of the results of her cooking. Pradana stands up from her seat and leaves Yasinta.

" I'm waiting for you in the room!" pradana said still in a flat tone. Yasinta was startled and his heart instantly skipped a beat.

" What's up? Why?" muttered Yasinta who increasingly felt his heartbeat so great.

" I'm his wife, right? Why am I scared?" inner Yasinta. Yasinta hesitated to enter the room. Rooms that were once often occupied by Pradana with Mandala. The room that always gives the beautiful sounds he almost always listens when there is no Mbak Atun and Mbak Nana in the house. The sounds that made his heart hurt because of the sound produced from Pradana and Mandala without controlling and maintaining his feelings in this house. They should have known that.

Almost an hour Yasinta still did not enter the room until Pradana returned to look for his whereabouts.

" What are you doing?" tanya Pradana who saw Yasinta like an iron paced counting tiles in front of the room.

" Eh?? Yeah, mas!" yasinta said and rushed into the room. Pradana closed the door and locked it. Yasinta sat on the long sofa of the room. Pradana had removed his t-shirt and now looks his sixpack stomach with broad shoulders. Every now and then Yasinta glanced at him, pradana was still indifferent to his shameless condition already bare-chested.

" You're not sleepy? Sleep on!" said Pradana who wants to rise to the top of his contest. But Yasinta was still very clumsy and remained in that long sofa chair.

" You're here!" tell Pradana while patting the mattress next to her. Yasinta hesitated to approach and obey Pradana's orders. Pradana finally approached Yasinta.

Pradana approached Yasinta close and so close that their noses were almost touching and the two were like breath-fighting. Pradana's breath begins to warm, her heartbeat begins to drum. I don't know who started the two lips began to clash and scoop each other up. The two began to kiss long, brush their teeth and exchange saliva. Both of them began to heat up his blood flow. I don't know who started guiding him one by one the cloths that were still attached were loose from their bodies. Until now a very erotic scene has been created.

Pradana starts to demand more from Yasinta. Pradana is now dominating Yasinta. Yasinta began to menge rang, men de sah. Pradana started down there ransacking Yasinta's private area with his wretched, mischievous fingers. Occasionally use his tongue sip there. Yasinta is getting into the gang. Yasinta had no power for his defense, until his ping gul was slightly raised until Yasinta reached the pleasures of the heaven of the world. Now it is Pradana's turn to start launching the action. Belonging to him who has mene gang ask immediately hastened. Slowly his possession began to enter in the cave that was still narrow and apparently there was still something that prevented him from breaking into his deeper.

" I'm sorry, I'm going to slow down." Pradana whispered back to hers.

A small scream from Yasinta's mouth was slightly held back. Now he bit his lower lip felt pain in the area.

" I'm still a virgin" she said. Pradana smile. How very evil Pradana has always allowed his wife to become unemployed.

" After this can I be more diligent in visiting this place?" pradana Bissik. Yasinta just moaned still enduring the pain and pain. Long ago began to warm up and return Pradana completed his task until the seeds began to be planted in the womb of the woman who had long been his wife but had long been made like a display.

Finally, both of them lay low in the satisfaction of mutual enjoyment. Pradana dyed Yasinta's forehead gently. Yasinta just stared at the gawking with Pradana's gentle demeanor. It's really like a dream, Pradana being gentle with him.

"Did he like me? Or just fulfilling her duties as a husband? Or just channel his passion because Mandala no longer exists? Never mind that I don't care, I'm still his wife." Yasinta thought, but the tears escaped from the edge of his eyes. Pradana found out and rubbed her gently.

" Is it sick? I'm sorry if I hurt you" Pradana said. Yasinta still does not believe in Pradana's warm treatment of her.

" When I was about to get away from him, why would he tie me to a normal husband and wife relationship like this?" inner Yasinta.

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