Redacted Mr. Barun
SPORTS INTENTIONS NIGHT

Upon arrival at the mansion, Sabhira and Mosev got down from the car and went inside.

"Sabhira, are you sure you want to take a nap?" mosev asked as the two had been inside the mansion.

"Yes, I'm so damn. Two more days I will enter the contest, so my body must stay fit," replied Sabhira who had started to feel drowsy.

"What contest? When did you list it? Tell me, "fuck Mosev with questions and then stopped in front of the shocked Sabhira and reflexively stepped back.

"Over the whole story, yes already .. I'm so sleepy," replied Sabhira. The girl was reluctant to tell me this time.

"Well, if so, please." Mosev finally relented and gave Sabhira a way to continue his steps towards the room.

"Hi, Nek," said Sabhira when he saw the grandmother was busy watching television in the family room.

"Hi, you two are home?" asked grandma, when she saw the whereabouts of Mosev who was following Sabhira.

"Yes, I went to the room first huh, Nek," said Sabhira who then yawned. His sleepiness was no longer bearable.

"Oh yes, good rest ... " Look at the grandmother looking at Mosev who was sitting while watching television. "You didn't take a nap, either?"

"No. I'm not sleepy" Mosev replied then glanced at Grandma.

"Yes it is."

"Good, Grandma!" Mosev's voice suddenly rose, able to make the grandmother surprised.

Suddenly the grandmother was upset and threw a sofa pillow towards Mosev who swiftly caught it. "I'm glad I don't hang, heuh!"

"Sorry Nek" said Mosev, smiling broadly, showing his white and neat teeth. "Seriously, this is a great series. That's why I'm so interested!" exclaimed the man who was now hugging the sofa pillow that had been thrown by grandma.

"You if you want to watch, just watch. Ck! Mashh ... Mosev," said the grandmother as she stroked her chest.

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Not feeling the afternoon had come, Sabhira woke up from her nap for him quite long.

"Well! This time I had a very comfortable nap. There's nothing to disturb" muttered the girl who was already sitting on the bed. Both hands are deliberately raised up, in order to relax the stiff muscles.

Then his eyes looked at the time clues in the room. "Oh My God, it's five in the afternoon! In a moment, Mr. Barun will be home!" exclaim that girl. He got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom

Within minutes, Sabhira had finished his bath. "It was so fresh" he murmured and walked into the closet.

Sabhira's choice fell on a hoodie suit. But the clothes were not hers, but her husband's.

"It turns out comfortable disposable clothes like this. When viewed from the material, the price may be expensive. Gentle," Sabhira said as she stood in front of the mirror.

After being satisfied to see his reflection from the mirror, he cleaned the mattress that still looked messy because it was used up for napping earlier.

"Big!" The girl ruffled her waist and smiled when she saw the condition of the mattress and the room was in a neat state. He then came out of the room.

Sure enough, when he just arrived at the family room. Barun came home.

"Sore, Master," Sabhira said very kindly and also looked carefree.

"Wait, this is ... " Barun looked at Sabhira from head to toe. "Where did you get these clothes?" tanyanya.

"Your fingers" Sabhira replied confidently.

"Indeed, who's it?" ask Barun again.

"Your," replied the girl again still smiling.

"Have known mine, why are you wearing it?" Barun started to growl. He bullied his wife so that their faces were close to each other.

Barun exhaled, not wanting to be provoked by emotions. "Yes, forget it! I want to go to the bathroom to take a shower" he said, leaving Sabhira.

"Am I wrong to wear your clothes, sir?" The girl was monologuing in heart while looking at her husband's back.

After Barun disappeared from his sight, Sabhira chose to go to the dining room to join the grandmother as well as Mosev who was already there first.

"All night" said Sabhira then saw the row of dishes that had been served on the table. But of the many dishes, there is no one according to him food for the diet.

"Night" the two men answered simultaneously.

"Sabhira, you look different in that outfit" said Mosev. Either praise or reproach. Because the man's words were very ambiguous.

Instantly Sabhira furrowed her brows. "Different how?" tanyakanya.

"Look prettier and also like a classy woman," Mosev replied as he held out both thumbs. "Is my thumb enough? or do I need to add my two big toes?" ask the man.

"Ah, no need Mosev. If you lift both your legs just because you want to show me, all these dishes could be the smell of your feet" Sabhira chuckled, then shook his head. His hands were still busy arranging the food on Barun's plate. While the grandmother only shook her head to hear a joke thrown by Mosev.

"You are, there is. By the way why is Barun so long?" Mosev turned around the room because he did not see Barun.

"At least, take a bath, we have eaten," said the grandmother and took the two grandchildren who were in front of her.

"Sabhira better sit down!" exciting Mosev.

"Yes." Yeah." Just as Sabhira was about to sit down, his eyes accidentally saw Barun who had just finished coming down the stairs. He also did not sit.

"All night" said Barun, who sat down. Sabhira followed.

The four people who were in the dining room, only Sabhira ate with a portion of a fist. Because to his knowledge, a woman who becomes a model must really keep the curves of the body.

Given her love of snacks and also eating, from now on the girl is determined to stop her and switch to eating in small portions.

Barun who realized that, did not feel astonished. That means, he does not need to tell Sabhira to keep his weight for the sake of the contest.

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After dinner, Sabhira chose to go to the room first. While Barun was still with his grandmother and Mosev in the living room was busy talking.

"Barun, Sabhira said she wanted to participate in a modeling contest, is that right?" ask Mosev. He thinks Barun knows that better.

"Yes you're right. Did he tell you?" answer Barun. Instead of wanting to hide, Sabhira had already told her cousin.

"No .. He just said it. He was already sleepy, so he refused to tell me" explained Mosev.

"Yes .. the story is quite long. Starting from her innocence, uh the end was even offered to participate in a model contest. I also did not expect that it could make my client interested in Sabhira's talent," Barun said, taking a deep breath while shrugging his shoulders and exhaling slowly.

"Then do you agree?" ask grandma. The old lady had a little bit of worry.

"Yes, sure. Sabhira wants to be alone. I can't ban it either, Grandma. As long as he feels comfortable, I will continue to give him support" Barun replied as calmly as possible. Because the man was sure that his wife could.

"Yes, if it is his decision and you agree, we will also support him," said the grandmother, glancing at Mosev who also nodded his head in agreement with the grandmother's opinion.

"When will the contest begin?"

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