Prilly'S Husband

Prilly'S Husband
Bride


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“Good day, Miss Anne,” sala David with a teasing grin on Anne.


Anne's face was sad, she narrowed her eyes slightly and then said, “Good day, Mr. Brown.”


“So you came alone without your lover?” David raised his eyebrows.


Anne quietly sighed harshly. David always accuses her of being in touch with Aaron when in fact there is nothing between Anne and Aaron. His relationship with Aaron was completely pure the relationship between superiors and subordinates, nothing more. This is not the first time he has met David and been charged with making a mockery sounding tone.


Raising her chin slightly, Anne answered David's accusation tightly. “My love is attending go...” Anne did not continue her sentence because she was not sure if David knew where Mike was or not.


“Awedding Mike?” David slightly tilted his head, his lips extended a slight smile that Anne found very irritating. “Don't worry, I'm a lawyer for Johanson Group. I can trust.”


“Sorry, Mr. Brownian. We better start what I have to say. I came to deliver this document,” Anne said directly to this tree her purpose came to see David.


David scooped, he leaned his shoulders and back in his chair while looking at Anne who was checking the completeness of the file to be given to David. “Can I make coffee?” ask David suddenly.


Anne stopped the movement of her hand, slowly she raised her head to look at David with a vexed look. How could the man in front of him shamelessly ask his guests to make coffee. “Do you know I came as what?”


David seemed to lock Anne's eyes. “I want to drink your coffee,” replied David.


Anne's lips curled up into a cynical smile. “Unfortunately I am not willing to make coffee,” said Anne no less cynical with a smile on her lips.


“For just this once,” pinta David. Her tone was so delicate as if begging very deeply.


Anne grunts. Inevitably he got up from his seat to the place where he used to make coffee for David. Slowly he reached for a cup. All the cup and equipment he used to use was still the same, almost no change in meaning. David, the man is not only stubborn but also very chatty in terms of neatness and cleanliness.


Anne's eyes were fixed on a cup with Mickey Mouse. It was his cup. It still looks as good and well-groomed as it used to be even though it hasn't been used for years. Suddenly his heart felt in the squeeze, no idea what feelings were approaching him. Scrolls shadow his past with David felt filled his brain that suddenly felt shrink.


“I asked the office boy to clean your cup, I'm sure one day you'll reuse it, here.” The voice ripped away Anne's daydream.


“I don't need it anymore, it's better to throw it away,” Anne replied after she mastered her shock because David was behind her. Even worse, the man draped his arm possessively on his waist.


“I miss you,” whispered David in Anne's ear.


“Let me hold you for a while,” pinta David in a soft voice.


Anne closed her eyes for a while, she let David hold her tightly from behind until a few minutes they finally passed in silence and David let go of her embrace.


After David sat back in his chair, Anne began making coffee for David, two spoons of black coffee a spoonful of sugar. He still remembers David's taste well. After stirring it properly, Anne brought the coffee to David's table to serve it properly without making a sound. When he wanted to get away from the table David again pulled his hand by David until his body finally sat on David's lap and David swiftly locked him in his arms. Hugging her tightly without saying anything, Anne gave up. He has no energy to fight. After all, even though he was fighting the result must have been futile, his strength was definitely not comparable to David's energy. That stubborn man must have forced her to his will.


***


“Mommy, when will Alexa grow as big as me?” grace asked as she looked at Alexa who seemed to be peacefully asleep inside the cot. His occasional little tongue licking his tiny lips made anyone who witnessed it feel anxious.


“That's a long time, my dear,” answered Prilly while fixing the ribbon at the end of Grace's braid.


“I want Alexa to grow up soon, I want to immediately have a playmate,” said Grace. His tone sounded like he was complaining.


“Friends play?” prilly asked, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.


“Yes, I'm tired of playing with Leonel. You know Mom? Leonel always cheated on me,” complains Grace complained about Leonel's constant mischief he received.


Prilly smiled. He was used to hearing Grace complain like this, however they were not blood twin brothers. No resemblance between them is natural. “What did Leonel do?”


“Leonel hid my book. At school,” Grace replied in an annoyed tone.


Prilly gave Grace the code to sit on her lap facing her. “You must fight if Leonel bullies you, my dear,” he said softly.


“Mom, later if you enter junior high school I do not want one school with Leonel, can you?” Grace blinked her blue eyes. The same eyes as Leonel and Mike but the fact is that they do not belong to the Johanson family at all.


“Alright, when you grow up you choose whatever you like.” Prilly placed her palm over Grace's head then ruffled with a gentle movement of Grace's hair. “How about Willy? Do you like it?”


“Mom, Willy best. I'll be his bride someday,” Grace replied, making Prilly smile. Prilly is sure, Grace doesn't understand what she's saying, but Grace's idea may also seem like it.


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