Trapped in Love Little Girl
CHAPTER 51

That weekend came, after a phone chat that Zean and Sally did almost every night. Zean said he'd pick up his wife this morning. The little suitcase was already in the trunk of the car, Lyra was still busy looking at her son from the porch of the house. He approached, observing the boy who had not stopped to smile.

“You brought your wife's car, son?”

The only child of the couple, Mr. Bobi and Ms. Lyra, looked up, while closing the trunk. “Iya, Mother. Mama ‘kan know yesterday Ze came home from home papi Tomi bring this car.”

Ms. Lyra just nodded, her heart felt happy for what the child felt. She knew that Zean wanted to marry Sally just because of her father's orders. Leaving all the women who had been lovers to him, and accepting the match.

It is clear that at the beginning he had a marriage. There was no expression on his face, just flat. Intentionally, both parents of the young couple will not take care of their affairs, letting them walk the course of life. And it turns out to be true, because of shared habits, that love grows unsolicited.

“Yesterday your car who picked up from the hotel?” ask Lyra again.

“Lack of knowledge, Ma. Ze, yesterday for help with Elo.” He approached the mother. “Yes, Ma. Ze wants to leave first,” Zean said. He kissed her hand and hugged her as usual.

“You didn't say goodbye to your papa?” Zean shook his head. “Papa still sleeping ‘kan, Ma?”

Ms. Lyra simply nodded, confirming the words of her son. Because Zean left too early in the morning, at half-five he had started to prepare. And it's five in the morning.

Zean turned his body towards the driver's door, then opened the door. “Bokah naughty .. You want to run away?” Mr. Bobi came, he was standing and shaking his waist in front of the door. Both eyes were black just like his son's, highlighting towards Zean.

Zean just smiled. Shows a row of white teeth, while scratching the nape that is definitely not itchy. Feeling awkward because of getting reprimanded by the father. With a slow step he approached the man who had given him a lot of life experience.

“Papa is awake apparently. Hehehe ..” Mr. Bobi just shook his head, giving an expressionless look.

Zean grabs the father's hand, then kisses him as a sign of goodbye. “Greet your papi and mami there,” said Mr. Bobi.

“Siap, Pa. Ze will tell you. Zean leaves first.” Mr. Bobi nodded, then followed Zean's steps towards the car.

The man with the status of the head of the household embraced his wife's shoulders, while continuing to pay attention to Zean's departure.

“What ... according to Papa, we deserve a grandson, Pa?” The middle-aged woman looked up, looking at her husband's face.

“What kind of questions does Mama ask? Don't we have grandchildren? Mama forgot with Eza?” Rotating his wife's body, began to invite to go back into the house.

“Not that, Pa. Our grandson ... who is from Zean and Sally. Not from our nephew.”

Mr. Bobi looked at his wife at a glance, then kissed her forehead. “We deserve it, but the two kids deserve it or are not parents yet, we don't know. Mama ‘kan know Mama's son, he still sometimes spoiled.”

“But, Pa. Mama thinks Zean can already be a father figure, seen every time he treats Eza lovingly.” Ms. Lyra did not want to lose, as if she really wanted to have a grandchild.

Still continuing to lead his wife to the room, up the stairs with continued embrace. “Have been my beloved wife, let that be their business. Now, serve your husband who wants this breakfast.” Mr. Bobi smiled smirk.

“What breakfast, Pa? Why are we going to the room? Mama get food first if Papa wants breakfast in the room.”

The door opens, Mr. Bobi pushes his wife. Sensing the signs were not right, Lyra wanted to leave immediately.

“Papa want to do something? He said he wanted breakfast. Even lock the door.”

Not answering, but smiling. “Papa want breakfast Mama. Let's make a sister for Zean, Ma.”

As expected, there really is something wrong. Want to run away can not, can only resigned according to it.

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Sally's room door opened, Zean skidded in, knowing that his wife was still asleep. The girl is still the same, waking up is always made during the weekend. In fact, Zean told me last night that he came to pick me up this morning.

Slowly shaking the blanket that covered Sally's body, then slowly she began to climb up and come into the blanket. Sleeping behind the faithful wife hugging the bolster. His fingers brushed the strands of hair that covered the girl's face, looked at her for a moment and then kissed repeatedly.

No movement, how good the girl was. Not staying still, Zean's hands have been fingered everywhere according to the instincts of a man. He was anxious, deliberately his hands infiltrated into the shirt of the wife. Looking for something that interests him, then enthusiastically play an anxious game.

Sally flinched, the girl deliberately hit with the bolster she had been holding since. The girl stopped as she realized who she was hitting.

“Hehehe .. good morning, Dear.”

“What time is it coming, what time is it?” Not answering, but asking again.

“Emm ...” The man seemed to think, then replied, “half seven maybe.”

“Circuit what time.” Move out of place, then towards the dresser take a hair tie. Collect the long wavy hair into one, and tie neatly.

He walked back to the bed, approaching the man he always called the brother. Then sit in front of him again. Zean still faithfully smiled sweetly, as if so many stock smiles that he had.

The clear black netra did not stop looking at Sally's face. The face of the girl who was always present in her successful dream made Zean have to shampoo every morning.

The son of the Pratama family approached, laying his head on his wife's smooth thigh. Looping both arms around Sally's waist, then buried her face in her stomach.

“Geli, Brother.” Her hand grabbed her husband's head, stopping Zean's busy uyel-uyel behavior from earlier.

“Pelit!” putting on a sullen look, even his lips came forward a few inches. Just like a fish.

“Not breakfast?” Zean shook his head, “why?” shakes again.

“The menu does not match?” still shakes. Makes Sally take a big breath. I wondered why her husband suddenly did so.

“I shower first then, yes.” Zean grimaced his face deeper into Sally's stomach. Makes the girl difficult to move.

“What's the matter, Brother?”

Still shaking, Zean did not open his voice from earlier. Only his behavior is strange. Makes Sally even more clueless. Truly .. maybe this husband is a chameleon man, always changing.

Just shut up. Let Zean get busy with his work down there. Sally actually leaned back on the headboard of the bed, while stroking the jet hair that Zean had.

The man was busy with all the things he liked. His hands are everywhere. Sally was just quiet, she couldn't take a shower either. Letting the husband with all his activities. Makes him hiss, when he can't stand the tickle because of Zean's actions.

Maybe forget that their destination today will be a vacation, even busy quietly in the room, even missed a family breakfast event.

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There is nothing special in this chapter.please do yak, again no mood nulis. My energy was drained today, my brain got a little tired. If you don't like to be able to comment, tomorrow I will revise if it improves.

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