My Hot Baby's
Give Time

Dinner was passed with a small talk between Zareena and Chris. The man in front of Zareena is talking more about his work, patients treated as well as fellow doctors.

Actually, Zareena is very tired of the discussion that he actually does not understand. A foreign word in medicine that came from Chris' lips. Perhaps Zareena will find out on the internet the meaning of the term once she gets home.

Zareena shifts the chair, then lifts the dirty dishes. "I'll clean up the dinner table before I go home."

"Let me help."

"No need, Chris. You just sit down" said Zareena.

Chris resigned if his future wife had said so. He only noticed that Zareena was quick to clean everything. Chris held out a lap for Zareena to wipe her hand.

The woman smiled. Chris looked at that beautiful face. Closing the body between them. Fingers touched each other, then turned into a grasp. Warm breath they tied each other first, then the two pairs of lips were fused together.

Both are equally awkward. Zareena quickly stepped up to reach for the backpack located on the sofa. So did Chris, quickly picking up the car keys on the display sideboard.

"I have to go home" said Zareena.

"I know, Zaree."

The two even laughed together. Chris reached out, and Zareena greeted him. That awkwardness just ends.

Chris continued to hold Zareena's hand until they arrived in front of the car. Letting Zareena enter first, then he followed.

"You really don't want to go somewhere?" ask Chris.

Zareena shook her head. "I'm with you everyday. I'd better get home soon."

Chris nodded. "All right." Then, turn on the engine, then drive it out of the apartment building area.

Arriving at Zareena's residence, Chris took a moment to stop by to greet his two prospective in-laws. Because Zareena's face looked tired, Chris decided to go home.

"I'll call you when I get to the apartment." Chris landed a kiss on the forehead, then immediately got in the car.

The guard had not yet closed the gate, a metallic silver car appeared. The driver in it came down, and ran over.

Tristan grabbed the woman's hand. "Where have you been? You ignored me, Zaree."

"Tris, why are you here?" Zareena looked back. "Come, come with me."

Zareena takes Tristan back in the car, tells the guards to shut up if he's with Tristan. His parents would be furious to know that fact.

Tristan runs his car. Not far from Zareena's house, he pulled over. Tristan turned to the woman beside him who was just silent.

"You haven't answered my question."

Zareena. "What am I supposed to say? Can't I ignore you? I have a lot of activities. I want to be alone."

"If you want to entertain yourself, you can tell me. I'm sorry why you didn't return the message and call me."

"I didn't have a chance. Right now, I want to have fun with my friend. We've been together for two weeks, right? That's enough, Tristan," said Zareena.

"At least reply to my message. You're not mad because I didn't tell you about Lily, are you?"

"There is no reason to be angry" Zareena replied. "Now, take me home. I'm tired all day."

Tristan clasped the hand, but Zareena quickly took it off. "You're really angry."

"Please, Tris."

Tristan clicked his tongue. "Okay, I'm giving you time to have fun. I won't bother you."

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