Mamy Sugar
Deposits

Tania pointed at a large, cream-colored closet.

"Is it your room?"

"No... It's mom's room" Tania replied innocently.

Slowly Tania opened her mother's large closet which was completely unlocked.

A row of clothes hanging neatly with many colors plastered in front of my eyes.

"Is Full" Tania sniffed and was disappointed.

"We make it empty"

Without waiting for Tania's reaction, I immediately took out the clothes and moved them on the bed.

My eyes occasionally observed some that were quite eye-catching. It turns out that Maria, is not at all fashion blind. I found some brands like CK and Prada and some world brands, with a very fashionable style. But unfortunately they only become eternal inhabitants in the closet.

After some clothes came out an empty space began to be created, without hesitation I immediately entered the closet and stood upright there. Actually I'm not short, only Antonio is big enough. I have a height of 182 cm. Remember Antonio around 189. Just because he was Caucasian, his appearance was more sturdy and Macho.

"How is... Eeh.. I mean How do you think?" I asked Tania who started looking at me with sparkling eyes."I am fit here"

"Yeah..!!!" Tania screamed happily and immediately ran away leaving me alone.

"Well.in stay"

I stepped out and took a seat on the edge of the bed to look at the room that was not so spacious. Maybe only about 6 x 8 meters?

Which is obviously smaller than my room in Mami's house. But bigger than my room in the apartment.

Calvin Clain jeans turquoise color and Gucci blouse white color. Hmmmm.. Nope. His boss only wears Valentino. The smaller body of Maria is more suitable a little bit feminine.

"Mom.. He fit in wardrobe" Suddenly Tania's voice was back. Makes me reflex' immediately stand up and re-enter Maria's closet.

" See.." Tania said with a big smile.

I just stared at the frozen smile and looked at the mother and child who were in the opposite expression.

"We just need to close the door and he can stay here..." Tania approached me who was pecking to close the closet door.

"Tania... He is not a Toys" Maria's voice began to appear close. "We cannot put him in wardrobe"

"He said's.. He can"

Tania leaked the contents of our conversation.

Maria quickly opened the closet door and looked at me with an annoyed face.

"Please.. Moms... Please...!!" Please Tania with a whine at Maria's feet.

And a glimpse of the bottom of the negligee that was along the knee began to reveal almost half the thigh. It shows the smooth skin that wraps around Maria's slender legs. So wonder what the base looks like..

" Hush "I squealed to myself, trying to drive away the mischievous thoughts that were beginning to slowly grow.

Maria chose to bow and embrace Tania.

" We are discussions later after lunch.. OK? "

Tawar Maria who was immediately greeted with a nod of Tania.

The mother and child began to leave the room without caring for me who was still wrestling with the contents of the brain that was still negative while looking at the nape of Mary who was covered in fine fur.

Ah... Maria...

"Let's eat!"

Maria's voice came back to surprise me, giving me a jump reflex of course

"Ow...!!!" my head was formed violently on the roof of the closet which seemed to be only a two or four cent difference above my head.

Maria simply rolled her eyeballs and disappeared behind the door. It's not that he should be a little bit sympathetic to me. At least ask

" Are you OK?"

But base Maria... His attitude again reminded me that our relationship is not a relationship between humans, but only limited to transactions.

Well..!! Risks.

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Throughout lunch, I observed Maria who seemed to love Tania very much. Although there is mbak. Manda helps in this house, but Maria still bothers to feed and prepare all the needs of Tania. It seems, if during the holidays Maria switched professions to be a baby sitter Tania. And mbak. Manda who even took a relaxing vacation watching TV, like when I came earlier.

"The food ain't good, Har..?"

"Don't kid!" I answered quickly. And immediately swallowed my chewing which began to lose feeling because it was busy observing Maria.

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"I'm no longer good at wearing these clothes so young and worthy of a laugh later" Maria protested against the clothes I prepared for her.

"Nobody will laugh at you when I am with you.. I'll bet you" I'm as strong as my heart that doesn't want to see Maria as a aunt as ever.

Maybe I'm talented to be a Sugar Baby, but mentally I'm not quite able to hold that status. The solution, I tried to make Maria look younger. And God seems kind to me, giving Sugar Mamy a pretty cute first.

"Ups!!" I rebuked my reflex thoughts when I saw Maria who had replaced the rainbow color with my chosen style.

"Noah.. I don't deserve to wear it like this, I'm old"

Maria confirmed her opinion again.

"No... Seriously.. You look good!"

I tried to restrain Maria from re-entering the bathroom to change her clothes.

"Eh... Mother.. Saucep today, want to go out the same sir. Harry?" serobot Manda came to bring me coffee.

"Call me Mas aja mbak.Manda! I'm not old yet"

My protest is to refuse to grow old just because I married a widow.

"Call me sir... It is my respect sir. Harry's not about age" Manda put the still steaming coffee on the middle table "I.. He wanted to call you, but because of Mom. Maria does not want to be called Madam so I call sir. Just harry".

"Not wrong, Mother. Manda" said Mary who tried to get my hand off her shoulder.

"Mother and Father are compatible, like almost the same age"

"Maybe Mary looks younger, right?" welcome me to your words. Manda.

"Yes..!" Maud. Manda smiled broadly while giving a thumbs up.

"See...!!"

Maria simply turned her face away from me. If not a wrong look, a glimpse of a red hue was implied on his face. It seems, Maria began to be exposed to my charm that is difficult to resist.

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