Teapot Water
I'll take responsibility
Brett...
Taca could only resign when the dusty pink dress she wore was torn by the Duke, in seconds Taca's body was plain without a strand of yarnpun. The Duke raises Taca's body and then slips his head around Taca's neck, the Duke smears Taca's neck, leaving evidence of possession in Taca's neck.
"In... his clothes are broken," said Taca stammering with his own desires. Taca's legs are perfectly wrapped around the Duke's waist. His breathing was heard hunting, Taca had already lost control of his body. The duke could really make Taca feel worldly pleasure.
"Hmm. well," said the original Duke, for whatever sake the Duke did not care about Taca's clothes, which he cared about at this time was Taca. The duke positioned Taca's body between her body and the walls of Taca's room, squeezing her. The Duke's thumb stroked Taca's swollen lips, a sense of heat was already felt in the Duke and Taca's body, Taca's cold room ac could not cool their body temperature both.
The Duke kissed the eyes, the nose, the cheeks of Taca and the last sucked the sweetness of the lips of Taca, the Duke's tongue wrapped around the tongue of Taca, asking for full access over the lips of Taca. The Duke lowered Taca's body a little.
"God...!!" Taca gasped when they realized they were united. Taca bit the bottom of her lips.
Hearing what Taca Adipati said smiled. "Like it ?".
"Huh...". Taca was puzzled, Taca's brain was completely unable to function normally, which he knew at this time Taca wanted the Duke.
"In.please...".
The smiling Duke looked at Taca who was already engulfed in passion, the Duke then kissed Taca's ears and whispered "let's do it slowly."
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Taca woke up to the sunlight that was shining on her face. Taca blinked his eyes, then stretched his body. Taca glanced at the clock on the wall of her room at 08:30. Good Sunday Taca thought.
Taca glanced at the Duke who was asleep beside him in a state of stomach. She nibbled at the bottom of her lips, still vividly mirrored in Taca's romantic dinner, plus the wild play Taca and the Duke did last night. The Duke's hair.
Taca got off his bed, then picked up the Duke's shirt. Whether since when Taca used to wear the Duke's shirt, every Duke spent the night in his apartment. It was more fun wearing the Duke's shirt than all his house clothes.
Taca picked up the dusty pink dress she could no longer use, the Duke completely ripped off her dress. Taca picked up the Duke's pants scattered on the floor of his room. Accidentally the Duke's mobile phone fell out of the Duke's pants pocket.
Tuk...
"Gosh," cried Taca stuck to see the Duke's cell phone fell. Taca quickly took the Duke's cell phone.
I don't know why Taca wanted to check the Duke's cell phone. Taca turned on the Duke's cell phone. After active He saw his photo used as screen lock mobile phone Adipati.
"Where did Adi get this photo ?" taca was confused to see her photo wearing yellow, her old photo.
Taca swiped the Duke's mobile screen, the phone immediately asked Taca to write a password or scan a fingerprint. Taca took the Duke's thumb and placed it in the fingerprint identification section. And voila mobile Duke open.
Taca smiled knowing the wallpaper of the Duke's mobile phone was a photo of himself and the Duke who was hugging.
Trings...
Suddenly there was a notification WA message on the Duke's cellphone, from an unknown number. Taca opened it.
- Honey, we need to talk
Taca scrunched his forehead reading the writing.
Tringg...
- Seriously, In. I need to talk. I'm not a PSK, Di. You can't do this to me.-
Taca shook his head reading the message. "WSC ? Meaning ?".
Trong..
duke, not funny well. I don't want to break up with you. Don't make me reckless, honey
Taca's hands shook reading the message.
Tringg...
- BALES DUKE BERUTTI, WANT YOU TO BLOCK MY NUMBER MANY TIMES I WILL NOT SUCCUMB, DI.-
Taca's heart stopped beating while reading a message on his girlfriend's phone.
Trong..
- Jesus, Honey. Please. I'm pregnant..".
JELEGERR...
Like lightning in a hole Taca was shocked to read the contents of the message from the unknown number. His head was pulsating.
Sent Masagge
Taca scratched his fingernails, his head hurt. Without Taca realizing the tears had begun to gather in her eyes. Taca tried to hold back her tears.
honey, you finally answered my message. This is Becca, Hon.. I miss you -.
Taca held his breath, closed his eyes, then counted to 10 to hold back his anger that had reached the crown of his head.
Taca shock accepts the reality of the endless. Taca was shocked to find that her lover was a womanizer Duke Berutti, the CEO of her office, a species of man Taca wanted to avoid for the rest of her life. And what makes Taca even more surprised turns out Becca is pregnant.
Taca opened his eyes keeping the Duke's cell phone in the nightstand. Taca was looking for a way to get the Duke to acknowledge himself.
Taca drew closer to the Duke's ears. "In. dear Duke. wake up yuk," whispered Taca while holding back tears.
"Duke."
The duke who heard his name called, immediately shook his body. The Duke opened his eyes and found Taca smiling at him, pulling Taca's body into his arms.
"Morning, Amore," said the Duke as he dyed Taca's hair.
"Duke Sutti..."
"Dad, Amore. Why ?" the Duke did not realize that Taca called his real name instead of his pseudonym Adi Wijaya.
Taca stood away from the Duke, trying to smile. Although his heart ached, it felt like he wanted to kick the Duke this time as well.
"Congratulations, Sir. You will be a father in a moment," said Taca coldly as he handed the Duke's mobile phone to him.
The Duke tried to digest Taca's words. "I mean, Amore ?."
"Goodbye soon, you're becoming a Dad. Dear Duke of Berutti," said Taca again, while looking at the Duke with Sharpness, if the gaze could kill, maybe now the Duke has stayed the name.
"Amore.. Are you pregnant baby ?" The Duke smiled happily. Happiness grew instantly in the Duke's chest. The Duke is happy if Taca is pregnant, he will immediately propose to Taca right now, marry her.
But not the happy smile that the Duke saw on Taca's face, the Duke saw tears in Taca's eyes. The Duke stepped up from his seat, approaching Taca who was already standing on the doorstep.
"Amore, relax I'll take responsibility, I'll marry you. I'll take responsibility. Do not be afraid," the Duke asked, the Duke thought Taca's cry for fear that the Duke would not be responsible.
Taca smiled wryly, Taca refrained from shouting, throwing all the things in his room, or even kicking the Duke. Taca closed his eyes counting to 10 before saying.
"So, Is your name really Duke Berutti, not Adi Wijaya ?" taca asked weakly, his legs barely supporting his body.
"Hah," the new Duke realized, from earlier Taca was his real name, not his pseudonym Adi Wijaya. "Ta. It can be taken care of later, yes I was wrong, I lied to you. Yes, I am the Duke of Berutti. Sorry I lied to you."
Taca was biting his lower lip. Her tears will soon break. Taca really can't hold it anymore.
"Read more important now, I will be responsible, do not cry," the Duke still thought Taca was crying for fear that the Duke would not be responsible.
"RUSHH... DO YOU WANT RESPONSIBILITY ?" snapped Taca out of control.
The Duke was shocked to hear Taca's clasping. All this time, Taca never snapped at him at all. Let alone snapping, raising the intonation of his voice, Taca never did. "Amore, I'll take responsibility..!!!".
"GOOD... HIS PROBLEM IS ONE, HONORABLE DUKE SIR."
"TACA," the Duke was shocked by Taca's behavior. "You, why ? What's the problem ?".
"The one who is pregnant is not me. THE ONE WHO'S PREGNANT BECCA..!" taca screamed while opening the door behind him and slammed the door in front of the Duke.
" HUH..WHAT ????"
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