My Dave

My Dave
S3 city S


Even one month Jasson was in town S, to take care of his troubled project. The man entrusts the safety of Manda and Sasha to James. He even specifically bought an apartment right next to Manda's apartment for James's residence which he would later also live there after the problems of his project in the city of S were completed.


While in the city of S, Jasson always gave news to Manda his daily life in the city. Including who he works with. Though Manda did not reply to Jasson's message but the man did not give up. He will regain the heart and trust of Manda.


Even if Manda remains unconvinced, Jasson will use plan b to conquer Manda's heart. Well, even though the plan is quite risky according to him.


“It's been one month, haven't you missed Manda?” Keisya asked flatly to Jasson, as the man visited the luxury Villa to bend Dave.


Jasson let out a long sigh, what kind of question did Keisya ask. A question that even Keisya could already guess clearly his answer.


“No miss?” Repeated Keisya because Jasson only sighed handsomely answering.


“Very miss.” The reply was funny this time. Jasson spread his eyes around every corner of the family room looking for the figure of the boy he often called his favorite nephew.


“She is les.” Keisya said he understood Jasson was looking for his favorite son. Jasson nods his head, “pity is still a child is already busy learning.” Comments later. He remembers well when he was the age of Boy, Jasson still often played chase and ran around with children his age. But, the first boy in the Wilson family must know the responsibility.


“Sister also pity, but, how else did your sister-in-law educate Boy so hard.” Complaints with the treatment of the husband in his little son.


“Well, however, Boy is currently the sole heir to the Wilson group, brother. Just understand Dave.” Said Jasson.


“Are you guys talking about me?” Dave's baritone voice replied. Keisya and Jasson turned towards the voice.


“You've come home baby?” Dave walked towards Keisya and immediately kissed the top of his wife's head. “I miss, mu.” Whisper Dave to Keisya.


“Ehemm, do you still think I exist?” Jasson cleared his throat while softly insinuating the couple who were making out in front of him.


Dave turned his head and looked at Jasson with a mocking smile he said, “if you envy get married quickly.” He eyed Jasson.


“Honey..” friendly pinch Keisya landed on her husband's stomach. She knew her husband was happy to mock.


“Why honey, I'm just talking real. After all getting married is good.” Said Dave while chuckling and hugging Keisya friendly. This made Jasson even more upset. Dave's been mocking still plus showing off his intimacy. “Better I just go home brother, longer stay here can crazy me.” Jasson stood up and passed by with a wedge.


“Hey, I don't lie getting married is delicious.” Shouted Dave who was only responded by raising his hand by Jasson.


This time Dave's shoulder became an easy target from Keisya's hand. “You love to mock Jasson.”


Keisya know where the direction of the whisper, where else if not sports bed in the afternoon. Both of them also combine love with love without anyone daring to disturb. The room space they are equipped with soundproof mode also seems to add to the sport of the bed to be hotter. Keisya's spoiled moans became a passion for Dave. Sweat melted between the two. Ac which incidentally becomes a cooling goods room no longer works for couples who are combining love with heat.


If at this time Keisya and Dave are making out, different from Jasson who stepped annoyed into his apartment in the city of S. Since deciding to go home from Villa luxury Jasson's mood deteriorated, let alone the ridicule of Dave made Jasson miss Manda even more.


“Sial” umpatnya while throwing his work coat in any direction. He put himself on a long sofa, two legs he straight and put on a glass table. There is no polite word at all what Jasson is doing right now. “Intention wants to talk about business instead ended up in ridicule by brother Dave. The couple is annoying.” His muttering recalled the attitude of Dave and Keisya who both made Jasson miss Manda even more.


Just a few minutes after Jasson closed his eyes, his apartment doorbell rang. He closed his eyes and closed his eyes again. He ignored the doorbell until it rang again.


“Damn! Who's meeting at this hour?” Forcing his body to walk towards the door to see who was visiting. At the core of who Jasson's guests are from the small spare part of that door. However, there is no one. Jasson thinks he's just a prankster, he goes back to the couch and settles down there.


And, just as his ass touched the foam of the sofa, the doorbell rang again. Jasson chuckled and closed his eyes again while pulling his arm over his forehead.


“This time who called at this hour?” Jasson complained when her apartment doorbell stopped ringing but her phone rang.


Without seeing who the caller id was, Jasson swiped the green icon on his phone and answered the call, “Hallo!” Lazy asked.


“You till when you don't open the door?I'm tired of standing at the door, Jasson!” Shouted someone from across. Jasson kept his phone a few feet away from his ear. He saw who was calling because he knew who it was. “Manda ?” Jasson rubbed his eyes and looked at the ponsle screen again to confirm what he had seen just now.


“Gosh, really Manda.” Jasson jumped up and lightning-fast opened the door after ending a phone call from Manda unilaterally.


Kriet.. “sayang, sorry. I guess just a prankster.” Opening the door and seeing Manda standing at the door with a suitcase and a face that could not be read.


Manda breaks into Jasson's apartment and hands her suitcase under Jasson's entrance. Jasson followed Manda down. He resigned if Manda would nag him.


“What are you doing?” Manda glanced at the suit lying on the floor as well as the scattered shoes and socks. The woman was bobbing heads, “can't you put them in place?” Pointing shoes and socks. Jasson marginalized Manda's suitcase and immediately picked up her shoes and socks and placed her shoes on a shoe rack and socks on the shelf where she put dirty socks.


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