The Journey of Love Davino And Aluna
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" Dear.he's not a father" said Mila misbehaved.

" If he's not a father, where are you ? " Ask the little boy in a voice that was still a little slurred. Both of his eyeballs look glazed making Assistant Jo become unbearable.

" Little whiz, what's your name ? " Task Assistant Jo gently while rubbing the top of the child's head.

" Rayhan "His reply was brief as he stared fixedly at Assistant Jo's face.

" You want a toy ? " Task Assistant Jo gently. Rayhan nodded quickly.

" You have to promise one thing, you have to get well. Later if you have recovered we buy a lot of toys "Face Rayhan directly sumringah. His smile immediately imprinted clearly on his lips.

" Now rest first let it heal quickly yes "Sistant Jo said gently by rubbing the top of Rayhan's head. While Mila just stared in disbelief at Assistant Jo. People who are cold in the office can be so gentle. Rayhan instantly closed his eyes, Mila placed her palm on Rayhan's forehead. He immediately exhaled a sigh of relief as he felt Rayhan's body temperature that had started to decrease. When she felt Rayhan was asleep, Assistant Jo immediately invited Mila to speak outside. He did not want to disturb Rayhan who was resting.

Now the two of them sat in the patient waiting chair in front of Rayhan's room. They both felt awkward, even Mila's hands were already sweating from feeling so nervous. While Assistant Jo just stared ahead but his eyes glanced at Mila several times.

" Ahem" Assistant Jo cleared her throat to remove the awkwardness between them.

" Your throat is itchy sir ? " Tanya Mila while looking at Assistant Jo who happened to be looking at her as well. They also looked at each other. Somehow Assistant Jo felt her heart pounding as she stared into Mila's eyes. Moments later Assistant Jo turned her face away, Mila who realized also turned her face but her cheeks were red.

" Why do I feel that I'm playing soap opera Mr. " said Mila while scratching his nape that does not itch. Jo's assistant looked at Mila questioningly.

" Em means gini sir, sitting together gini keeps looking at uh long-time in love. hahaha "Mila laughed out loud while Assistant Jo opened her eyes wide but then she glanced at Mila, until Mila's laughter just subsided.

" Sorry Lord "Mila just looked down. His guts were actually shrinking at Assistant Jo who was looking at him sharply.

" Where is your husband ? Why the heart to leave his sick child "Task Assistant Jo in an annoyed tone.

" My husband is next to me " Mila answered with a smile on her lips. For a moment Assistant Jo was fascinated with that smile.

" What do you mean ? Are you crazy ? " Assistant Jo asked in a high tone making Mila aware of his words.

" Sorry sir, my brain sometimes blurted that close to the same handsome man "Said Mila while holding both cheeks made Assistant Jo cluck annoyed.

" Surely Rayhan is not my son Mr "Said Mila lirih. Jo's assistant turned to Mila.

" He I found in the way Master, he dumped his parents "Mila spoke with a quivering tone, he remembered how he first found Rayhan. Jo's assistant clenched her hands, she was angry, how could a parent who could throw away her child while many people who wanted a child even though they had to go thousands of ways.

" When I came home from work, I saw a little boy in a drenched shirt, cold in an alley, when I asked, he didn't answer but he always called his name. I accompanied him, who knows he was lost, but until nine pm there was also no sign of people looking for him. Finally I brought her home "Mila was silent, her tears slowly running down her cheeks. Seeing that, Assistant Jo's heart seemed to be pinched in pain.

" I don't know why there are such cruel people. Throwing away their own flesh and blood. There are a lot of people out there who want to have children... Hiks hyks if I met someone like that. I want to cut it small, I make piranha food. I hate how it feels. I hate it ! " Mila hit Assistant Jo's chest until she grimaced in pain.

" You should know where you should vent your anger "Sindir Assistant Jo made Mila stop her blow immediately. She was shocked when she felt her body in Assistant Jo's arms, she inhaled the masculine fragrance from Assistant Jo's body. Makes Assistant Jo quickly release her embrace and take off her suit.

" Why off Mister ? Am I that disgusting ? " Tanya Mila was sad while wiping her tears.

" Where might I wear your tear-jerker suit, your saliva and snot. Very slovenly " Assistant Jo's lips are upset. Mila just pursed her lips.

" Who's wrong you hugged me "Mila protest, because she doesn't want to be blamed. Jo's assistant was silent because she felt defeated. He just took a long breath.

One very stubborn person like Miss Aluna alone has made me dizzy, plus now one friend who is a little strange.

Assistant Jo wakes up from her seat, Mila stares fixedly at Assistant Jo.

" Where are you going, sir ? " Task Mila in a still raucous voice.

" Of course go home" Assistant Jo Jutek replied.

" If Rayhan asks what ? " Mila tried to hold Assistant Jo back from leaving.when else could she get close to a handsome man. Inner Mila is cunning.

" I know your brain is " Assistant Jo said as she threw her suit over Mila's head and face.

" sir ..... " Call Mila while opening the suit that covers her face.

" I'm here again tomorrow. You take a leave of absence until Rayhan recovers. And you wash my coat clean, make sure there are no traces of saliva or snot left " Assistant Jo said then walked away from Mila. After the departure of Assistant Jo, Mila hugs the suit tightly while imagining romantic scenes with Assistant Jo. Until he was smiling to himself, a voice managed to surprise him.

" Bb .... " Mila's body stiffened immediately. Even looking back, his neck felt heavy.

**Don't forget to give voice gaes. let the author of this abuse more spirit of writing. Sorry slow update, usual inspiration again at a dead end

Assistant supporter Jo same Mila where is her voice Nih ??

davin Aluna fans please calm down yes, they are still engrossed in dipping gaes, Friday night 😁😁😁😁

sorry for the dirty brain of this abuse author**