Step On Me
The Breakfast of Sins

Still early in the morning, there are several types of breakfast menu, but I prefer breakfast with sin. Very excited.

"Again, Mom?" Kava blinked a moment after his lips came off to take a breath.

Universe sometimes jokes delay, time yes I ****** again same Kava, really violation.

Only me if addicted to the lips of this cool guy, where will my self-esteem be placed? I can't, I don't want to.

Not finished I fight with my own mind, Kava mengeraih my waist and re-attached his lips. Duh gusti kemiben, I just inhaled the air a second ago, now has been taught to fight the tongue again.

The problem is we're again parked in the basement where Kava used to park his motorbike, fortunately there's no one here, no cctv as well. Safe time yes, if continued mumpung there is a chance in narrowness.

Kava lips taste kenyel-kenyel but really good when chewed. As long as I dominated, the corner of the man's mouth smirked as if laughing at my aggressiveness.

"Kav, that's..." I thrust his chest until the link of our lips breaks loose. Original, I'm still shy about how Kava ngeliatin time I grin typical nyebelin it.

"Already, yes, Mom. Don't ask for it again. I'll be clear."

"You're the first one to start, why me?"

"If you're not fishing, how dare I?"

"When do I fish? Sorry, yes!" I'm kinkling. "Your first crush doesn't know yourself!"

Kava clucked, it is difficult for my enemy whose prestige pierced the seventh sky. "Tomorrow don't be rude anymore, respect me as your boss, inget it!"

"Mother is exactly the same my bustle in the office, if by the way pedes likes to sell expensive when the original is dear. If again gemes like to nguyel-nguyel but do not want to keep me end of anger turns me." Kava talk is very relatable.

"Bodo very!" I turned back and walked first with Kava.

"Met Okta's mother's work dear, be careful yes eyes may snack but her heart is still guarded."

I turned around just for a mendelik, which directly dibales Kava with a wave of kiss bye. It's unclean!

***

Want to give dinner****** Alaska just need a fight. Shrimp fried rice with half-empty egg is already beautiful I put in laperware. The next mission is to deliver this super kawe lunchbox to the Kava table. But yes, I have to go to the marketing staff room just to give me the food box. Sorry yes, eike ogah.

Because of******** that damn thing, I forgot to give a message about containing my lunch. Kava emang ngrepotin.

"Mons! Moniqs!" Had a secretary one budeknya ask for mercy.

"Yes, mom!" The sound of a half-running person was heard approaching, interspersed with the rumbling of a garbage box that was accidentally kicked in the leg. My ears still faintly hear Moniq's voice cursing while somehow nagging what. Not long after, Moniq appeared with a pale face and a messy appearance.

"Why you?" ask me.

He held her stomach, "Grandfather, Mom."

My eyes glanced at the woman from head to toe. "What really is papa?"

"Yes Ma'am," Moniq sounded unconvincing.

"Well, you call Kava now, ask to see me now!" my orders before I go back to the files on my desk. There will be an important meeting with the Board of Directors. My presentation must be perfect to please Mr. Boss.

"From yesterday, I continued Mr. Kava", he said slowly.

"What work makes Mother come home with Pak Kava continue? One witness' office loh, ma'am," she grimaced as she held up the phone.

I spread sharp pelototan. "Yes there. Work affairs. Watch out for you if you talk carelessly. I didn't sign your bonus!"

"Handering Ma'am. It's a seriusine." Moniq began to concentrate on his phone connection. "Hello, from the HRD division, can be connected to Pak Kava's marketing division?" There was a considerable pause before Moniq's brows furrowed. "Oh so yeah. I will convey. Thanks." The connection is closed.

"Where, Mon?" I read bad news from Moniq's face.

"Said Mr. Kava again ngerjain important tasks from Mr. Sandi so can not be left behind. If there is a need to tell you directly to the marketing division room, it's said Mom."

Huh huh? I told the room that contained dozens of people in the same place? Woe. Mending that Kava has a personal space, right I do not need to jaim other employees to give food boxes to Kava. Lah this? One room is crowded dipake and only blocked with cubicles of small size.

"Mon, now you're the only one who met Kava continue to love in-" just want to tell Moniq who nganter food, he even stretched his stomach while interrupting my sentence.

"Mom, sorry, my stomach is wrapped around this. From there, continue to pee. I think I have diarrhea. I can buy medicine at the pharmacy for a while, right?"

Do not wait for a nod from me, Moniq already ngacir first bring his bag. Huf! Yeah, how else than the muzzle here.

Just be at lunch hour. Fried rice I hunted anyep. It was full of struggle again. My hands are smooth to the smell of onions. Not really, if this is cooking until Mubadzir?

Moniq just called if he's allowed to go home. It's so bad, not strong he said. So, what is the fate of my cooking ? Cook it myself to the Kava room. Want to put where my face is?

After a fierce fight against my own ego, here I am now. Piercing in front of the toilet boy who just opposite the room Kava. I looked out of the window. The man was concentrating on the computer screen. His forehead was slightly wrinkled, his eyebrows were pursed, he was like he was petting something. Then his sturdy and veined finger skillfully danced over the keyboard. Shit! Why is Kava's tie so messy? Where the buttons are removed two more. My hand will gatel want to cover his bare chest, oh I ngeces!

"Ehem!" I pretended to enjoy the panorama of the rows of ants on the wall when the people who again passed by on the toilet deck were watching me questioningly. Some of Kava's room employees started going out one after another as the hours approached lunch. Yes, finally. Spout on out! If it is empty, I can freely mengelundupin iki lunch box to Kava table.

"Mom Kinan?"

Well, my legs are almost aggravated because one of Kava's team members suddenly said hello. Ish, what the heck is his daypa everything? Everyone will be watching me.

"From Mr. Kava, huh, ma'am?"

Uh, what? Where would an employee with a skirt span with a shoulder-length haircut be able to conclude like that?

"That's Pak Kavanya still in the dalem." The woman gawked inside, "Kav! Look for Ms. Kinan!"

"No, not really. I'm not looking for Kava!" I tried to convince her with my crisp smile. By dong! Don't you see me why the hell? I'm not a spectacle.

"Yes!" kava's voice from the room.

"Mother, the Cave!"

I'm still trying to evade. "No, I'm not looking for Kava!"

"What's up, Mom?" Kava nongol suddenly, still with his makeup all messy. Aish, that's the chest why are you gnawing?

"Who's looking for you?" I sell expensive. The firefight that made the matter was already moving away while whispering giggling with the same cement. Look out for me talking!

"This is for me, ma'am?" Kava is straight in my hands. "Well, thank you, ma'am. It was good to eat lunch. Want to eat together, Mom?"

I bite my lips while I hold people. Her voice was intentionally hardened. Will later on the horror we continue to digosipin that is not cool!

"Excuse from hong kong? That's my cat food leftovers!" I also covered the beautiful and returned to the room by myself.