The After One Night
[Special teacher]

The red span skirt above the knee is combined with a plain white big size blouse, black heels, as well as a matching colored sling bag that is only supported with one arm.

Cheryl is beautiful as always. The storm accompanied his wife in casual fashion, black tights, jeans, sneaker shoes, handsome charming.

Ezra has been deposited in Raka Rain's main house. The engagement party. There were many children of Ezra's age who were born to Raka's great relatives, such as Darren's grandson, Darius' grandson and Andre's grandson.

So this afternoon Cheryl was taken by her husband to enter a modern minimalist house that is quite charming.

This residence is not too big, nor is it too small. Abstract monochrome is the paint color that Storm chose.

In addition to modern, the atmosphere around is also still quite beautiful, combining several elements makes the design of this house memorable.

It is also not too far from Ezra's international school. Especially to visit traditional markets and malls they do not need hours in the car.

"You likey? It's for you and Eza." Cheryl looked at her husband from the side. "So you want us to stay here?"

The man looked. "Of course, but even if you fit the model and atmosphere of this house. Because now, besides Mama, my top priority is my son and my wife." Reveal it.

Cheryl smiled, turning her attention to every crack of the building surrounded by transparent glass.

The storm hugged his wife from behind. Then drown the chin on one of the woman's shoulders.

"I deliberately look for a house that is not too big, most importantly, can accommodate me, you, Eza and Mama. But we can find another dwelling, if indeed, this house is not too fond of." Said.

Cheryl shakes. "Like it. No need to find another. It is suitable and strategic. But what about old house Brother?" Ask.

"The main house is going to be sold. There are too many memories of Papa, pity Mama if you keep remembering her ex-husband." Answer Storm.

Cheryl cringing. "Are they getting divorced? Seriously?" She turned to look at her husband.

"Mama is round." Nod Storm. "Maybe all this time Mama held him a lot because of the love he had, but all melted after so much pain."

"What's not regretting later?" Just keep Cheryl on again.

In some cases, divorce is not the only thing that will solve the problem. Like Cheryl and Storm for example, they only get communication errors.

"You're not vengeful?"

"No."

"What is your heart made of? Why is it so good hmm?" To be honest, the Storm itself was unable to forgive Gustav's treatment of Cheryl and Ezra.

Cheryl smiled again. "It's not that good, it's just that, Cheryl would rather understand Papa's attitude."

"He's too mean to you." Resist Storm.

"Background childhood also affects a person's psychology. And most cases like this, starting from the disrespect of his family in the past. Yesterday I tried to explore the case between Nek Laura, Grandpa, and Grandma. In fact, it was Grandpa who incised a wound in Nek Laura's heart to cultivate Nek Laura's own abusive behavior. The lesson we can learn is. For anyone, bullying is not allowed. Besides punishment. Your papa needs a hand-in-hand, too. The right psychologist, will help Papa get away from the grudge of his dark time. Don't leave him, stay his son, support him."

The storm smiled faintly. "Thank you for your second chance Baby."

Cheryl replied with a smile and palpable hand that led to her husband's core. "What's he been eating all this time?"

Storm chuckles. "Don't tease me. It's deserted here. I can eat you wherever I want."

"I'm not afraid." Cheryl publishes a wry smile. She pulled the head of her husband's clasp to open it. "We try a new atmosphere. In the new house." Bring along.

The storm shuts in and lets Cheryl eat her lips. His big hands began to cling, squeezing his back, down to the small waist, then anchored to the two large mounds.

"You're driving me crazy." The roar of breath is growing. The storm returned the kiss with an equally savage degree of madness.

Skirt span that the storm pull up. Then, re-establish the core union of the two in their favorite way. Cheryl frowned receiving something coming in from behind and was quite difficult to unite.

"Is there a gardener here?" Cheryl was afraid that someone might be passing by in the park. Because the entire glass wall of this building is transparent.

"Nothing, if anything, let them see it." The storm rained.

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Later that night, Storm and Cheryl arrive at the Rain's family home. People have enlivened the luxurious residence of this palace bag.

Cheryl's black dress is very beautiful, Tuxedo belongs to the Storm was no less charming. The two walked hand in hand into the party ballroom.

On Monday night, Sandy and Chika will be engaged. Next month Chika's 17th birthday, and along with that month Sandy also entered the age of 29 years.

Not like Sandy who always smiles. Chika just bent her face continuously. In fact, the party dresses, shoes heels, and hairstyles that Chika has are so beautiful.

"Goodbye Dedek." Cheryl kisses her cousin's sister's cheek. "Such a pretty grandpa." The compliment.

Chika silently scowled. It felt like shouting as loudly as possible, and running away from this cursed event, then living happily with the people he liked.

"Good Sandy." The storm hugged his best friend.

"Congratulations Sand." Cheryl switched to Sandy. Which makes Chika increasingly glance cynically.

"Aren't you supposed to giggle Chika to be Wewe sombel? Than having to drag Chika into this ridiculous drama."

"When is the wedding going to be?" Chika switched focus on one middle-aged woman in a silver blink-blink dress.

"Maybe this year too." Kimmy smiled in response.

"What?" Chika swerved full. This year? Sure enough, then what about the learning activities?

"Uh, yesterday Sandy's mom found the best teacher for a home schooling program. So apparently you want to make Chika?"

Kimmy chuckles kindly. "so. Sandy wants the best for her future wife."

Chika was again surprised. "Home schooling? If there's this crazy Om Om, he really wants to ruin my future."

No matter what else, Chika came and pulled the hand of Sandy who was still busy talking to her friends. "Come Chika!"

"Mahana, ..." Sandy frowns. Same with all the guests and relatives.

Unlike the previous, the girl's tumben will hold Sandy's skin, usually in a little touch Chika brushed.

"What is this hmm?"

In a deserted place, Chika stopped her steps. He looks deeply into the blackish brown netra of the prospective husband with full intimidation.

Sandy commented a faint smile as Chika patted the chest of her field. "Chika wants to ask. So really Om want to find a home schooling teacher for Chika huh?"

Sandy shrugged both shoulders. "Are we not married. Then why?"

"Hhhh!" Chika chuckled discordantly with a sneering gesture. "So Khammuu nannnyaa? Khamu tanniya-tannyya?"

Sandy giggles at Chika's strange look.

"It's not funny, Om! Chika does not want home schooling, Chika still wants to be free to play together!"