Prince Modosa

Prince Modosa
Chapter 84


A few days later Keken came to Farah's rented house, he brought some packages of food and milk pregnant women.


Previously Keken called Farah and asked what she wanted to eat, but Farah's answer was still ketus and did not want anything.


"Why come here?" Farah stared dislikefully as she saw Keken coming to her contract.


"Kangen my son." Keken replied


Farah quickly silenced Keken's mouth with her hand for fear that neighbors would hear them.


"Pick in!" his orders


And not for how long Cucu's tea heard there was the voice of a man in Farah's contract. He approached and looked curious. Because the distance of their contract is only blocked by the wall, it will be heard when someone talks.


"Eh, if Farah has a guest?" The granddaughter looked back at who Farah's guests were


"Eh, handsome brother is here again." He still recognized Keken's face, "Tumben bang play in the day?" tannya


"Yes tea stopped by here for a while for a rest" he replied


"Eleh.. Eleh neng Farah, the pisan casep, know each other teteh dong neng. Teteh is single." he spoke shyly while glancing Keken back


"Will this be?" Farah pointed at Keken with her chin.


"You want to, but the casepah will not be the same as this widow? Buy one bonus two." he pouted a smile


" It feels like buying detergent soap, tea, and bonuses." Keken licked with a smile


" Detih is too pretty for me, what I only sell tea pans." Keken still joked and covered his true identity from others.


" So this case is a sales pot!" Tea Cucu see from top to bottom the appearance of Keken who now wears black pants with a white shirt with a blue stripe motif. Too handsome if he's a salesman. "Ah time, anyway! I don't believe I'm just a salesman."


" Truly yeh, I'm selling pans. This appearance so that people are interested and willing to buy the product, must be dressed neatly and cool dong."


Tea Grandson nodded his head.


" If the case of the potter, teteh mah ogah. No crush on the casep. Teteh think the casep mah manager negates his handsome appearance so. "


" What if the potter? "ask Farah


" Eleh.. Elegant... If the potter mah every day surrounded by mothers. Tetuh can eat the heart if many have a crush on the casep, usually like to compete so that the panc sells"


" Ah, it's true that tea he is indeed a potter so many women are trapped by his sweet mouth, like to seduce many women. " sindir Farah and Keken just pengulum smiled while scratching his head that did not itch.


"Neng, neng Farah got married this month right bang Hilman? How come you haven't sent out an invitation?" tannya


Farah only smiled wryly, her face back sad when remembering her marriage failed.


"Not tea" he said briefly


"Lho, why?" he asked curiously, "When he was very happy with Farah going to marry and live happily with bang Hilman."


"Nothing, maybe not yet his soul mate."


" I'm sorry, I asked a lot. You see, yesterday Ussy's grandmother asked him what date the marriage was Farah."


"Yes tea is okay."


"Yes, I cooked first. Kasep if you want nyicipin cuisine teteh just stop by the side, so save the casep do not need to eat at the rice stall. The rented door was open twenty-four hours."


" Yes tea, thank you." said Keken.


"Lumayanlah was offered a widow to eat together at his rented, twenty-four hours more." said Farah after the tea Grandchild returned to his house


"You jealous?" Keken started teasing Farah


"Amit-amit who's jealous! It doesn't make sense!" He pouted with eyes that stared intently


"If I stopped by him twenty-four hours that were raided by RT, he was even told to marry him."


"Goodoo. So buy one bonus two."


"I'd also like to buy one bonus, one more original." Keken rolled his eyes teasingly


"Don't get in trouble with me! Who wants to marry you!" ketus Farah's


"I've said no need to buy mak___" But his eyes saw four boxes of milk pregnant women with different flavors and brands, mixed ice, fruit salad, fruit pickles, bread and some biscuits. Farah swallowed her saliva


"A lot" said Farah, "Why are the milk brands different?"


"I purposely bought a lot so you don't go hungry at night. And the milk thing I don't know which one you like because when I called you said whatever. The important thing is there's a picture of her pregnant mother so I bought all of them."


"Basic crazy!" as Farah said, Keken bought a lot of milk just because he saw a picture of pregnant women.


Farah snorted in annoyance, but she opened the mixed ice plastic and poured it in a bowl.


" Easy? "ask Keken. He saw Farah eating voraciously


" Good, seger. "Farah bribes back ice that tastes sweet and fresh with pieces of fruit - fruits.


" If you want that to stay on my phone, I'll buy it. "


" What is my son doing? "ask back. Farah stopped her eating and turned to Keken


" Slow down your voice. "bluffing Farah, she was very afraid that someone else would know she was pregnant.


" What is my son doing? "now the voice of Keken is lower and closer to Farah.


" He sleeps, "he answers


" Let me stroke your belly, since I was in the hospital I wanted to touch it but you seemed to mind. "please Keken with a squeeze


Farah looked at Keken's face, indeed this situation was very undesirable let alone pregnant the child of the annoying man who was now nearby. However, he could not refuse the fate that had happened because after all the children he was carrying belonged to Keken.


Farah nodded her head. Keken was so happy. He stroked and felt Farah's stomach which still looked flat. Never had he imagined all this time he would eventually become a father, let alone the fetus growing in the stomach of the girl he loved.


"Healthy, son!" said it. He dared not kiss Farah's stomach, afraid that the girl was screaming and angry. Keken can only gently caress it. And when Keken stroked Farah's stomach, automatically the distance between the two was so close that Farah could feel the scent of Keken perfume that was so fragrant. The aroma he liked, he inhaled it deeply - in and instantaneously his stomach pulsed as if to indicate that the baby really likes the smell of his father.


"Ishhhhhhh..." Farah hissed while holding her stomach which felt pulsating.


"You why? Is anyone sick again? Let's go to the hospital." Keken panicked a little when he saw Farah grimacing in pain


"I'm fine."


"What?!"


"Yes." Yeah." Farah got rid of the mixed ice she had not finished eating, her stomach was full.


"Not finished?"


"I'm full, Ken."


Keken without any worries ate the rest of Farah's mixed ice, he ate it until it ran out


"That's my ex, why aren't you disgusted?"


"Why should I be disgusted, rather than mutazir mending in eating. I've touched your whole body in disgust. That's not possible." And Keken took a long shot from Farah


" Don't be so angry and don't be so hateful that you can fall in love with me. " Keken pengulum smile


" Apaan, anyway! Don't be confident, who is in love with you! "the candidate does not accept." Just let you go home, I will rest. "


" A little while... "Keken let out a long sigh, some days he was sleep deprived because the office work was too much.


Farah went to the kitchen and arranged the milk and put the food in the refrigerator. When he came out to chase Keken again, it turned out that the man had fallen asleep in front of the television. Sleep on the carpet comfortably.


"Ishh, I want to get rid of it and go to sleep." - grumbled Farah, his eyes staring at the look of Keken's face that looks tired. He also stroked his own stomach as if the baby-to-be missed his father.


"It sucks! Why do I like the smell of this man." murmured Farah inwardly.


Farah nodded her head and went into her room again. Falling asleep after a fullness. In the afternoon he woke up and did not find Keken in the living room. He opened his phone after several rings.


" I work first, baby. Pray papah, so that the project this time is smooth, son!"


"The moon is coming again, son! don't be naughty, pity mama."


" It's fuckin', anyway! The message is like someone is married. "farah grumbled


" Look, the day after tomorrow I'll leave so you don't have to come here. " Farah