Trapped in Love Cute Boss
The Part 15

I followed him, who had already arrived in the room. I saw him changing his clothes. I gulped, as I saw her beautiful mound of torn bread. 

"What's? Wanna?" tanyakanya.

"Ish, no," I said. I put a small bag on the nightstand. Then walk towards the closet, intending to pick up a nightgown.

I was stunned when I saw that the lingerie was still perched neatly on the closet hangers. Like waving at me, asking to wear it. Uhh!

"You want to wear that?" asked Mr. Juna who had been lying down, making his arm as a pedestal.

"Wouldn't sir. Cold," I replied. Shuddering how it would be if I wore that thin dress.

"Later to help the angelin" he said.

"Oh sir, there's nothing," I looked up after getting the clothes I was looking for. Change clothes in the bathroom. 

When I came out, I saw that Mr. Juna had closed his eyes. Safe guys!

After confirming whether Mr. Juna has really slept or not. I lie down next to him. Wish something desirable happened, uh.

I lay on my back and closed my eyes. But these eyes opened again, as a stocky arm coiled around my stomach. 

His face stuck to my neck, so I could feel his every breath. Like a little sting running all over my body, goosebumps.

Mr. Juna turned me around, until we faced each other. His outstretched hand touched my cheek, then brought his face closer. When our lips almost touched each other, suddenly my stomach was cramping.

"Aw, sick," I said.

Mr. Juna said, "Not been sick yet,"

I grimaced. "Daddy! That's not. Looks like my son's coming, sir."

"Anu? Anu what?" tanyany wonder.

"The moon is coming" I replied as I continued to hold my stomach.

"Well, fail again" he grumbled.

"Mr! Well, I don't bring any more pads."

I glanced at him, put on a sulking face. "Sir..."

"No need ah, shame," he refused.

"Yes, if not. I called Pras deh, surely he wanted to," I said as I picked up the phone on the nightstand.

He grabbed my phone, slammed it into the bed. Thankfully, it was safe, not slammed into the floor. "Yes, yes, I bought it."

"Be careful not to call Pras once in a while! If you dare, I'll finish you alive" he threatened later.

"Ready Boss!" I pay him no respect.

"Wait ya," he said. Before moving on he rattled my hair. 

"Don't you go long!" I shouted before he swung behind the door. 

I smiled, seeing his attention pleased me. Mr. Juna, his attitude is sometimes unpredictable. Not long since Mr. Juna left, my phone rang.

'Boss babe calling'

"Hello, Nay. What brand are you wearing? The wings or not? How long?" he asked me a question, shortly after I picked up his phone.

"Anything, Sir. The winged one, 35 cm" I replied.

"OKAY. Would drink?" bargained for.

"Yes, wait a minute" he said, then disconnected the phone.

I move, go to the bathroom. The blood kept coming out, making me uncomfortable. There was a car roar in the yard. Must be Juna!

I'm out of the toilet right away, to see Mr. Juna. Followed by a knock at the door. Is Juna sir weird? Time, enter your own room using the event knock on the door of everything.

Anything, would want to do this mah. I opened the door and suddenly someone hugged me. Coinciding with Mr. Juna who appeared hastily from the front door. Who hugged me then?

"Dragon!" shouted Mr. Juna.

My eyes rounded for a moment, then tried to let go of the embrace. But Pras had no intention of letting me go. I thrashed, but he tightened his embrace. 

Juna sir ran towards me, swiftly pushing Pras. Then put me in his arms. "She's my wife Bang!" emphatically.

"No! She's mine, I love her!" pras said with a high tone.

"Abang loves the wrong person. Forget Nay, Bang. She's my wife now, only I have the right to love her." Juna tried to temper his anger.

"Juna, we loved each other before she married you. No one can have Nay but me, Aldin Prasetyo," Pras said.

Hearing his brother's words, Mr. Juna's emotions exploded. He let go of his embrace, approaching Pras. They were also involved in a fight. Then attack each other.

"That's enough!" my yelling. However, they did not heed my screams at all. 

I panicked, seeing Pras who was overwhelmed received a blow from Mr. Juna. Pras is still his brother. I tried to run it, "That's enough sir, he's your brother,"

Mr. Juna stopped his attack, then looked at me sharply. "You defended him? So you still love her?" 

"It's not so, sir. You brothers, if sa ..." haven't had time to continue my words, Pras suddenly hit Mr. Juna from the side.

"Fuck!" mr. Juna's emotions exploded again, he hit Pras back.

I broke them back, but...

'Bruk's'

I fell, when Mr. Juna hit my temple. They stopped the fight, then scrambled to calm me down.

"What kind of husband do you beat your own wife?" shouted Pras.

"It's because of you, Bang!" yelled Mr. Juna no less loudly.

"You hit him, not me!" they were also involved in the fight again. 

I was furious to see them shout, "Enough!"

Maybe they keep fighting when the angel in front of them is in pain. Really too they.

They silently listened to my eight-octave scream. 

Mr. Juna looked up, went to use his car. Pras was still silent in front of me.

"Nay," call him.

"Go Pras!" expirku.

"But..." 

"I said go!"

He left me, who was holding back tears. Mr. Juna did not calm me down, he just left. Ah already.

I went back into the room and threw my body into the bed. Then grabbed the phone and tried to contact Mr. Juna repeatedly. However, none of my calls were received.