Trapped in Love Little Girl
Chapter 11

The car is parked in the garage. The members of the Pratama family go in turns. Bi Minah came in a hurry, her face looked a little lethargic because maybe she had slept for a while.

“Tuan Andra ...” Screeched hysterically. Awareness had returned 100% at that time, because it had not seen the younger brother of his employer for several years. “You're healthy, Mister?”

Om Andra nodded and smiled, receiving a brief hug from the old woman who had accompanied his life while in the Pratama family.

“Health, Bi. Aunt herself how?”

“I'm healthy, Sir. Mr. Bobi and Mrs Lyra treated me well.”

Bi Minah took a few steps back, offering things if she needed anything. “Just rest, Bi. Last night, tomorrow I help make breakfast.” Ms. Lyra said, gently patting the housekeeper's shoulder.

“Ndra, did you sleep in your room first?” ask Mr. Bobi.

Thinking moment. “Sleeping under aja, Mas.”

“Why? Your room is cleaned every day Bi Minah, Ndra,” continued Mr. Bobi.

“True, Sir. It's still like it used to be when you left.” Bi Minah also said, confirming the speech of Mr. Bobi.

“Alright, I'll go upstairs.”

“Nay ... want to sleep in which room?” Zean asked, as it seemed like the man's shoulders had started to ache since earlier carrying Eza.

“Eh, in guest room only, Kak.” Naya. Without waiting for anything else, Zean stepped first into the guest room right next to the room they occupied from yesterday night.

“Sa .. rest.” The girl nodded according to the words of her mother-in-law, then followed Zean along with Naya.

Everyone back to their rooms. Take off tired all day that has not gone, because after work continue to prepare dinner.

Sally immediately changed into a comfortable sleepwear, a plain negligee made from cotton she was wearing. Lean on the headboard after washing your face and brushing your teeth.

The door opened, Zean approached Sally who was busy reading a book about pregnancy. Getting closer and closer together, made the girl glance slightly upwards to ascertain what Zean was going to do.

“Sister don't change clothes?”

Quiescent. His hand actually revealed a soft strand of hair that covered part of the face because he looked down.

“Company shirt sister, dong.”

Sally raised her face, her eyebrows rose next to seeing Zean's strange behavior. Tumben once chameleon man this one calls himself by the name ‘kakak’.  “No papa?” Boost.

Get down slowly from the bed, immediately open the closet and pick up some pieces of clothing that her husband needs to wear.

The girl gasped, the body stiffened. The movement of his hands stopped, when it felt a warm embrace from behind. Suddenly, the long hair that has been scattered to the right side, along with a warm breath bursting along the back of the neck.

He reflexes hissing, as one kiss lands on a white neck.

“Kak, here's the shirt.” Trying to stay sober, as Zean continued to attack him everywhere. Small bites feel a little sore, it certainly began to have traces there.

“Kak ...”

“Hmm ...” No less short, but do not want to stop.

“Change, it's late. Tomorrow Brother work.” Still trying to hold back, Sally did not want to get carried away. Given the next room there are people who occupy.

“You don't want to give me a gift, for the success I've had right now, honey?” zean whispered right in Sally's ear, a hoarse voice that sounded sensual, lashing out with a slight roaring breath.

“Kakak already have everything, do you still need a gift?”

“Of course, I need this.” Uncontrolled, Zean's hand has already pulled the skirt that his wife wears. Gently caressing the smooth thighs that the girl had, made her owner squirm instantly.

Sally hit Zean's back several times, until the link of their lips came off. Feeling short of oxygen.

The breaths of the two hunted down, as if demanding something to be channeled immediately.

“Kak .. ki-we just did it yesterday.” Sally was joking, and Zean didn't care.

His head had already slipped into the neck niche, biting on various sides alternately. Making the girl repeatedly hiss slowly.

“Kak, next to there is Eza,” he said again, hoping Zean undo the intention.

“Please your voice, Darling.”

Sally tried to shake her head, but it was still free. He lost with the soft touch that Zean gave him.

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Eza woke up from sleep, he blinked while rubbing his eyes. The boy was suddenly frightened, then woke up Naya who was nearby.

“Mommy, wake up Mom!” doors immediately. Even her tiny hands were about to tremble, with all her might shaking the mother's body.

“Why, Champ? You want to pee?” Naya. He had just fallen asleep, but had to wake up again when his son called.

“No Mommy, there is a strange sound from daddy's room, Mom.”

Naya flinched, instantly she had to get up right then and there. Gathering full consciousness, and trying to steal the sound of what Eza meant.

Immediately both hands closed Eza's ears, after hearing the strange sound that the Little Boy had meant earlier.

“Mom, what's up?” The Little Hero even whispered, as if not to be discovered of their existence.

“Honey, we moved the room above only, yes. In the room Daddy.”

Soon Naya gets out of bed, carrying her innocent son, before the curse from the next room increasingly poisons the sacred brain that Eza has.

“Mom, are daddy and mommy Sally okay? Is there a monster Mom, Eza heard that mommy Sally also shouted.”

Crazy couple fuck. Are their brains left in the restaurant? I could have done something like that when my son and I slept in the room next to them.

“Mom ... why not answer?”

“Eh, yes. No dear, maybe daddy and mommy are messing around. Mommy Sally loses, then gets punished by daddy. Maybe the punishment was painful, so mom Sally yelled.”

“Eum ... what is it?” The boy hesitated, his two tiny lips went inside, his clear eyes glancing over, a sign of thinking hard.

“Sure.”

“Then, let me come play.”

Naya grew increasingly stunned, hearing Eza's response. “Eh, no!” The little boy had a sullen face, wanting to cry. “Mommy banned me?”

“No, Hotshot. It's late, soon they'll be done. Tomorrow we play it. If now play, tomorrow Eza misfortune and can not wake up early.”

“Create, Mom?” Still asking questions, as if making sure what his mother said was right. Naya could only nod, trying as much as possible to silence Eza so as not to discuss it again.

Unknowingly, they were now in front of the door of Zean's room on the second floor. Enter slowly, and immediately accompany Eza to go back to sleep.

Trying to be closed, even though in the heart Naya continues to grumble. Upset half-dead with a self-informed cousin sister. As if not understand the status of single parent women like Naya.

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