THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 17. I Missed you, Ara.
“I've not taken that medicine anymore”.
“Why?” Ask Felisha slowly. He was afraid that Devano would be disturbed by his sleep.
“I have another medicine”. Ed said, barely audible.
“Ya already, you just hug Devano, so you sleep better”. Felisha gave her advice.
“Hmm”
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The dark night had now changed in the morning, faintly heard the sound of birds chirping. Ringing a deafening alarm, forcing Laura to open her eyes.
He reached for the phone that rang on the nightstand, then he turned off the alarm. He recalled his message that had not been answered last night.
And as of this morning, there is still no reply coming.
“Huh”
Throwing his breath rough. Laura went back to remembering herself. He should be 100% aware of his status. He was not an important person, which Edward needed at all times.
“Only bedmates. And only needed when he sleep”.
Laura muttered the sentence that Edward had said to her almost a week ago. Then he remembered something.
“If he needs me when he's going to sleep, then last night doesn't he remember me ? Or need me? What if he's having nightmares? Who's gonna hug him?” Laura spoke to herself like an insane person.
Then he patted his own forehead. “Stupid, stupid, you La. Before you knew him he would have slept well, right? Surely while sleeping outside the penthouse there was someone else he hugged”.
“Yes, why think of it, I have not lost anything from him. Only my first kiss was taken”. Connect again. Laura then got up from her bed and headed to the bathroom, to perform her morning ritual.
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Time showed at 6 p.m., when Laura had arrived at Edward's penthouse. Like a few days ago, today he found another penthouse empty.
Maybe Edward hasn't come back yet, but where's the other guy? Why isn't it home?.
Ting…
A short message is entered in the green app. Laura opened it in a hurry. Who knows, the message he will later from yesterday, this afternoon is avenged.
‘Nona, it's me Johan. Did you arrive at the penthouse? If you have, sorry if miss finds the penthouse quiet, Sunday is my schedule to date my girlfriend’
A message that can be said is not short, sent by Johan to Laura accompanied by two-handed images that are linked to each other. From the picture already seen if the owner of the two hands, different sex.
“Hah” Laura is inexhaustible. Johan convinces Laura that he is a real man.
‘Have a good time, Jo sir. Give my regards to your lover, pak’
A message was sent, and Laura decided to clean up.
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After the afternoon ritual was over, Laura decided to go downstairs. He will cook dinner for himself because until now, the host has no news.
Laura opened the two-door refrigerator inside the kitchen. He was confused about what to cook. There were so many food items in that big fridge.
After thinking for a while, Laura decided to make a chicken steak. Making fried rice also can not. Because there is no rice.
While being engrossed in cooking, suddenly a pair of burly hands hugged his waist from behind.
Then turned Laura's body to face him.
“Hei, Ara. It's me”. The masculine voice that Laura had already memorized, made Laura instantly open her eyes.
“Tu-lord. Why surprise me? If I have a heart attack, what? Can you replace my life with a new one?”
Edward raised the girl's chin with his right index finger. While his left hand was still faithfully at Laura's waist.
Cup..
One kiss he landed on Laura's thin lips.
Laura looked up at what Edward was doing. He turned his face to the side. Throwing his face out of the adult's sight.
Edward pulled the girl's chin back to face her. Then she kissed Laura's lips again. But now not just a kiss, but also a gentle lum* he gave.
Just a day apart from this girl, how could Edward miss her so much? He was getting deeper into sucking the lip of the girl.
Laura smacked Edward's chest, until the link of their lips came off.
“Why? you reject me?” Asked the man with a breath
‘What refused it? Gosh darn. I almost died fighting this guy. And what did this man say? Refuse it?’
“I'm out of oxygen. Do you really want me to die?” Laura asked with the same breath.
Edward's face drew closer, but Laura turned her face away. So Edward kissed the girl's cheek.
“Why are you so chatty, Ara?” Whisper the man.
“Indeed from small I've been chatty”. Laura's Sahut
“Really?” Laura nodded her head.
“What are you cooking? Until I know I'm coming? Hmm.” Ask the man again.
“Jeez... my chicken steak? Don't get gosong”. Laura turned straight towards the stove. He saw that his chicken was pale white.
“What is this stove running out of gas? Why is my chicken not ripe?” Mumbled again
Edward hugged the girl from behind, then turned the stove back on.
“This electric stove, Ara. How can I run out of gas?” Said Edward in the niche of Laura's neck.
“Where I tau”. He continued cooking his chicken steak with Edward stuck to his back.
Feeling her space becomes limited, because her back is attached to a heavy load, Laura also took off the winding of Edward's hand.
“Master, can you let me go for a second? I want to continue cooking, my stomach is hungry.” Laura Pinta.
“Cannot. I missed you, Ara”. He hugged the girl again from behind, and put his head on the girl's shoulder, Ed also tightened his embrace.
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To be continue