Missing Room
Episode 81

WARNING, THE READING SHOULD BE NIGHT!!!!

"You don't intend to make Mas's anterin until the front?" said Mas Pras in a whispering tone after finishing his meal. And I'm sure I'm the only one listening.

I also glanced at him. When I saw him raising his eyebrows so I couldn't hold my smile and replied with a nod.

Mas Pras now stands and then kisses the top of the head of Aqila who is still busy with food. "Papa left first, baby," he told Aqila and then turned to help me to stand up.

Walking hand in hand towards the front of the house, Mas Pras' hand moved to embrace my shoulder. My reflexes just turned and looked at his fingers, confused as to how I should reply.

"Here you go, just here" said Mas Pras who stopped his steps when we reached the terrace.

"What time is it coming home?" I asked when Mas Pras took off his embrace.

His eyebrows were clutched, a strange look this time aimed at me. I also clucked and gently hit his arm. "I'm asking for stuff all the time Mas overtime?" I said make it clear that Mas Pras does not think that is not-no.

Pras also rolled his eyes. "I thought you were gonna say, I miss you."

I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty. "Narcissistic mas" I said briefly and made Mas Pras laugh.

My hand this time swiped my stomach.

"Father who misses you then" he said with eyes staring at my stomach. "Later tonight Papa visits you again huh?" he continued in a slow tone that made the atmosphere around me instantly heat up.

Hot air started to crawl my neck, I'm sure my face this time has also changed hue. Plus to breathe alone it was difficult due to hearing those words. Because considering last night Mas Pras asked me for permission to visit his son, while I was in a confused condition was only able to work with him who began to do his way even though I admit that I myself also enjoy it.

"Tuh, Papa so ingetin Mama you deh," chirped that made me immediately snort annoyed.

"Ih Mas! Even ngeledekin. He said he wanted to go to work, if you cut me like that, mending me enter the house!" I said annoyed and turned around to move back in the house, but quickly Mas Pras blocked my arm.

"Mas nges—"

My speech stopped spontaneously because Mas Pras quickly silenced my mouth with his kiss.

"Mas! Later—"

Again my words stopped when I was about to make a voice to protest, so I chose to remain silent until Mas Pras pulled his lips.

"Only that is able to stop you" he said and then showed a smile.

"What if people see?" I said in a soft voice.

For a moment Mas Pras took in his breath. "You know?" he said as he pulled my waist down, eroding the distance between us.

"What?" my words are without sound but with open lips.

"This is what Mas Damba used to be," he said looking at me intensely.

I also replied, looking at him deeply. Observing every sculpture of his face that I just admitted he was handsome with the sides of his maturity. I gave my finger to walk down his face, stopping right at his jaw.

"What-like?" I said with a breath that felt stifled. "What's like this?" I said again, then pulled the nape of her neck with one free hand and then put my lips on hers which was now even greeted with a movement demanding by her so unconsciously able to make me moan.

I heard Mas Pras start to growl and then muttered, "If it's like this, I can't guarantee to go to work."

To be Continue

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