
"Well, Lady Dian is already pregnant. What about Sofia? Are there any signs of pregnancy?" joe's mind while scratching his nape.
Because the Bunting Tiger was in turmoil, Marcello's work was delayed. He invites Marissa back to the main room while trying to calm the woman down.
"Hey, Cha. You are already big why you are still jealous of your baby sister who has not even seen her nose. Not big anymore, your stomach is already this big."
Marcello chuckles while stroking Marissa's stomach that has been bloated because now the age of Marissa's womb has entered the 6th month.
Marissa exhaled heavily with a face that still looked sad. "But I still want to get the attention of both my parents, Daddy. I'm worried that once they have a baby, they'll forget about me" she said.
Marcello grabbed Marissa's body into his arms. "And I told you, let them live their lives, Cha. They deserve to be happy just like you. You are no longer a child. You do not deserve to whine at them but whine at me because now I am the one who takes their place for you. Watching you, watching you, pampering you and-"
Marissa lifted her head then looked up at the man. "And what?"
"Outdating!" he continued while laughing.
Marissa put on a lazy face and again leaned her head against the chest of Marcello's field.
"No, Daddy likes to be upset. Talking is never serious. His brain always travels everywhere. Not far from what is called a bed!" pissed Marissa.
Marcello, who was still chuckling, tried to hold back his laughter and then began to invite Marissa to talk seriously.
"But really, Cha. I'm serious about my role as your parents' replacement. You do not have to worry about how they will behave to you. Most importantly now, I will stay with you, you and our children until the end of my life" Marcello said, peeping over Marissa's head.
"Oh, yeah. Isn't tomorrow our schedule for checking your contents, Cha? Do you want to miss it again just like it was months ago?" connect Marcello.
Yes, it's been a few months Marissa avoided checking her womb. He was still diligent in taking vitamins given by the doctor, but he did not want to do the ultrasound examination again.
"Come," answered Marissa.
Meanwhile, Jo and Sofia's room.
Sofia had just finished making her bed. Joe approached the woman and hugged her from behind while stroking Sofia's flat stomach.
"Hows it? Have there been any signs of Joe and Sofia junior here?" ask Joe.
Sofia actually wanted to get pregnant quickly, but God still did not give her the opportunity. After all, their marriage was only as long as corn, just that Joe was impatient to have a baby. Maybe because of his age is not young anymore, making Joe really crave the presence of a Joe Junior in their lives.
"Still not yet, Mum."
Sofia turned her body then looked at the man with a sad face. "I'm sorry" said Sofia.
Joe smiled, even though he was deep in his heart, there was a bit of disappointment. However, he did not want to show his disappointment to his little wife. After all, he realized, it was not Sofia's fault.
"Why should you apologize to me, my dear Sofia?" Joe tidied up Sofia's messy hair then inserted it beside the woman's ear.
"I feel bad, Mom."
"No problem. We still have plenty of time to try it. If it fails, we try to continue until it succeeds!" joe said with great enthusiasm.
"That's my hobby, isn't it? Every night is never absent except when Sofia gets a monthly guest," Sofia replied as she bent her face.
"Heh, but you like it too, don't you?! No need to dodge. Who usually interferes with my sacred weapon while I am sleeping?! Go, ngaku!" joe said, holding Sofia's cheeks with both hands.
"It's funny, Mom. The cooking is sleeping but the weapons of mangosteen, aja. Especially when touched," said Sofia while laughing considering Joe's weapon that continues to be active even though the owner is asleep.
"really? Does he look like this?!"
Joe glanced at something down there that was already twitching because Sofia was already luring him to get up. Sofia again chuckles at Joe's pants that look full because the sacred weapon is back active.
"You're so happy, yeah! Come, come! Responsibility" Joe said as he lifted Sofia's body and took her to the bed and overcame her.
"What style do you want? Come on, say it!"
Joe took off the clothes quickly and threw them in any direction. Sofia could only chuckle and let the man return to control her body.
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