MOTHER MILK Ameera
Chapter 10 (REVISIONS)

At 10:00

Ameera woke up from her deep sleep. Fichia immediately took her to the balcony of her room to bathe the little one with the help of a symbology.

she has never bathed a baby.

"bathing a baby is like that huh mbok? very cryy"

"yes nduk, yes like that, but if he is used to it and comfortable then it will start to feel good if bathing"

"eoh, yes . thank you mbok"

"sama-sama, the cymbok came out first huh"

After bathing, Fichia immediately issued her breast milk source to give her to the little one.

"it's a sweetie to drink first"

"why should a shower cry? I'm taking that shower"

"why is aunty like that, what is a pretty aunt?" he said when Ameera looked at him.

"you're beautiful, son, so a child who's always healthy"

"don't cry a little, don't know what you want"

"okay?"

"heuww" replied Ameera as if knowing what fichia said

"huhh, his smart son who the hell is this, really jolly"

After drinking asi Ameera did not sleep anymore, so Fichia invited to play and did not forget he also turned on the murotal.

***

Chequek...

Edgar went into the princess's room, seeing her son sleeping next to Fichia.

He could not bear to wake Fichia, then he stepped foot into the kitchen to look for pure symbols.

"Mbok, where's Mira?"

"loh, is Edgar home yet? tumben afternoon has come home.anu den ,Mira this morning after den Edgar departed he also went. he said anyway want me time or time it was den, simbok also not so clearly heard"

"yes, the job is done"

"trus who gave permission mbok? so this was the one guarding Ameera Fichia herself?"

"iya den, Fichia herself is taking care of him. she also learned to bathe"

"can he be mbok?"

"what do you mean, Den?"

"can Fichia take Ameera's bath?"

"eoh, could den. was a teaching symbol"

"oh yes. thanks mbok, later if Mira has gone home immediately tell me to meet ya mbok"

"yes, it's ready"

Office work is not too much, especially Edgar only comes to the office when there are meetings with clients who want to meet with him.

the rest of her, all already handled by her confidant.

'shouldn't she?' ask Edgar to the readers (answer gaes😂)

After that Edgar went into his room to soak in cold water.

About 20 minutes into Edgar's bath, he came out and went into his son's room.

"awake?"

"eoh sir, sorry I fell asleep" said Fichia with a lowered head.

"no papa, if there is time to sleep. used to sleep, after all your work is also just take care of Ameera"

"oh yeah Fichia, like only you take care of Ameera can you?"

"what do you mean sir?"

"haisshh.why does every talk the same you have to 2 times" complained Edgar with careless

"sorry sir, I don't understand what you're saying"

"can't you watch Ameera alone all day without Mira?"

"can sir"

"nah, continue like you are taking care of Ameera yourself.you will be troubled what not?"

"maybe yes sir, but I don't know because I haven't tried"

Hey hey. not without reason Fichia answered like that. if seen, Fichia can actually just keep Ameera herself.

but, he replied like that so that Mira could still work here.

Fichia understood what Edgar's words meant. If he said 'can sir, can't be' . I can confirm if Mira won't last long here.

"haissh. Now I ask, where is Mira?"

"i don't know sir"

ceklek...

It did not take long for Ameera to cry because she was shocked by the scream.

"cup cup dear, quiet son. syuttt silent yes ok ya"

"Mira's coming to my room right now!" edgar grumbled with a scary look.

"it's an Ed gar"

Mira with her face lowered following Edgar's footsteps in her study.

"sit down" Edgar said firmly

"what is this like your true nature Mira? screaming while my son sleeps? if I hadn't been there what would you have done, huh?!" edgar Bent

"sorry sir, I don't know"

"don't know, don't know. don't have a brain? it still works, right? I should have thought!"

"i think I'm getting enough......."

edgar did not continue his words.

suddenly Mira stood up then walked closer towards Edgar with her bold he was sitting on his lap.

"what are you doing Mira?! coming down!" edgar grumbled with the sound he was holding

"sstttt. be quiet Mr. Edgar, just enjoy what I should have given you from the past" whispered Mira in a sensual tone.

"Mira" edgar frowned

Mira didn't care about Edgar's voice at all.

buttons shirt that Mira wears, he open one by one. he just remove the shirt and now only the cover of his top assets left.

Edgar just stared with an ordinary, expressionless gaze.

Now the woman was really just wearing two covers of her assets and stepping her feet in a seductive fashion towards Edgar.

Mira leaned over her body and brought her lips closer to Edgar's neck niche,

"do you want me to serve" whispered Mira in a sensual tone

Edgar did not respond to anything, even his body did not react at all.

Because there was no rejection from Edgar, Mira then did her action again.

he began to kiss Edgar's upper body..

STIRRELS!!

Edgar's hand slammed the glass on the table.

"You need a release? da? I'll do it if you want Mira!!" edgar said with a piercing look

'because you're in my trap master' her inner.

****

Edgar comes out of his study after performing a hidden mission and enters Fichia and Ameera's room.

"is Fichia asleep?"

"not yet sir,"

"Ameera wants to play with Auntie first papa" said Fichia with a child's voice.

"want papa gendong" Edgar bargained innocently, even though his child was not even one month old.

"this sir, if you want to carry"

"i'm waiting for my son's answer first, want it or not in his papa's cradle"

'how can you sir, how strange father of this one' Cebik fichia.

"want to be carried by papa no son?" ask Edgar again.

"want papa" not Ameera who answered but Fichia, the mother of milk

"come here, if you want"

'heeuhhhhh'

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