Mr. Teacher, I Love You
150. Because of the Child
Zeo and Bara lay face to face. They were on the same bed. Why is there anything that feels uncomfortable?
Zeo and Bara glanced down together ….
Ah, crap! All this because there was Joffy who was soundly asleep, between the two of them. Zeo and Bara, right, can't do everything at will ….
… He means speaking.
Don't get me wrong!
Bara wakes. He decides to move Joffy in his arms and gets out of bed.
“What do you want to do?” ask Zeo.
Bara turned her body slowly so as not to cause her son to feel a huge shake.
“Ssst ...,” Bara hissing without attaching the index finger to the lips.
Zeo also gave up. I don't know what exactly Bara did.
Bara put his son on a bench that filled the room. You heartless father. At least give a plinth to Joffy's head. However, Bara left the child and jumped on the bed with excitement.
“Your son is left there?” ask Zeo.
“Let us both,” Bara replied. He hugged Zeo tightly.
Zeo tries to push Bara, but Bara is too strong. “Your child's love ...,” Zeo whine.
“Pathy of her father too,” timpal Bara.
That shitty little coals. He could always catch Zeo's words.
“Your father is frank as well, huh?” fashion Bara.
“Don't do that, dong! That's my dad!” pekik Zeo did not accept. Actually he's embarrassed. Mr. Doki was like an in-law in FTV-FTV.
“Actually I am disappointed because of your marriage. Because of you I don't have a rich son-in-law. Let alone you ...” Bara tried to imitate the voice and gaze of Mr. Doki when talking to him earlier. Then his hand even moved to pinch Zeo's cheek. “You were like my own sister ...”
Pinched like that, Zeo laughed instead. Apparently Bara's fate was too unlucky to marry him.
“But you're not angry, are you, my father?” ask Zeo.
“It is precisely your father who is really angry with me. Fortunately, you are by my side. If not, could-can your father's mustache stick one by one in my chest,” Bara timpal.
“Awh!” bara's scream because Zeo pinched her so anxious. Then they laughed together.
After the laughter subsided, there was a temporary silence. The two of them even stared. Then Zeo felt something touch his back skin directly.
Yep. That thing is the hands of the Bar. Zeo immediately lowered Bara's hand in order to undo his intentions.
“And she was there—“ Bara raised her index finger to the Joffy fig “—dia again slept anyway,” belanya.
“Let's he wake up how?” ask Zeo.
“He'll wake up, but tomorrow,” Bara.
Without saying another two words, Bara started the action again. He started putting his hands in Zeo's clothes. Same with Zeo. He also balances what Bara does.
Bruk!
“Mamaaa ...,” the sound of Joffy's screams followed by a cry.
Instantly the movements of Bara and Zeo stopped.
“Basic of that damn kid!” as if Bara was upset.
Zeo laughed. Then he pinched Bara's stomach again. “You it ... he's your son!” exclaim Zeo.
“Did I ever say that he's not my son?” bara Syndir.
Zeo no longer replied. He got up and got out of bed. As Zeo recalled, Bara had placed Joffy on the bench. Why is it on the floor now?
I also wake up. She's looking. Zeo tries to calm Joffy down. Then carry Joffy and bring him along to the bed.
Bara's hand moved up and down rubbing Joffy's already calm head from her cries. “Nak. Don't bother your mom with your dad making dough. Not well. Later you will not get another sister gift,” Bara said in an advisory tone, but only joking.
Zeo just laughed at her husband's funny behavior.
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