Young Master Impotent Bed Guests
Please, Call Me, Mom!

Hay his beloved...

Wherever you are hopefully healthy always 🤗

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In his private Jet room. A very beautiful woman with a face so smooth even though she was no longer young was lying in a dressless state, only a blanket that covered the woman's body, she said, while beside her lay the middle husband hugging her slender waist possessively. The woman is Qiana Clarissa Lavina, the mafia queen has a cruel nature towards her enemy.

“halo Mistress, Qiana!” the soncong Sahroni called the woman.

“How?" ask Mommy Qiana.

“Beres, iyeess Madam, it's aye give me the relic box, sure young Miss!" sahroni.

“Good!” said Mommy Qiana.

“Report Mistress, at this time Ono I'm trying to fight again with the clumsy dedek of the camel's son iyess, tamvan.” said the Sahroni with his sparkling tone.

“You know what they're fighting about, Ron?” ask Mommy Qiana.

“It looks like a baby camel Iyes gave his car CCTV memory,” reported Sahroni.

“Good, we are helped by the child, the plan is I want to intervene myself.” said Mommy Qiana hung up the call.

“Honey!" Call Deddy Taksa, the sturdy hands of the Deddy increasingly hugging Mommy's body, do not forget the gerape-gerape as long as there is a chance.

“Ded, can sleep reduce its flirtatious a little? We're old, our son four!” mommy Qiana's scolding on her husband.

“My boss is still fresh and solid, to hell with age because to me you are still 20 years old! Even no excess fat,” whispered Deddy Taksa.

“20 years what try, remember Ded, gray we started to grow grandchildren already 4, do not Sampek incident Deddy ketetit when the Jery playing race in the tunnel Kasablanka the other day repeated again, the other day, shame on your son-in-law!" Mommy Qiana breaks away from her super perverted husband more than a young boy.

Mommy Qiana will take Tree into the plane but because of Deddy who wants to race in the plane room, the couple get into their private jet 2 hours before leaving.

“If it wasn't for Tree's adoption agreement along with a slightly odd lad that is, we could have met her when she was 18, maybe our daughter didn't suffer, Honey!” said Deddy Taksa took a sitting position.

“Uncle Desmond just wanted to plant Tree's origin because the man was afraid of his grandson becoming an arrogant girl, understandably, he wanted to enjoy the rest of his life with the grandson before the death of pick up.” said Mommy Qiana who used to read Desmond's grandfather's mind.

The woman closed her eyes, recalling the day she raised Tree as her daughter.

Flashback ON 5 years ago.

It was July 7th, when Tree was 13 years old. Rain flushed the earth, even lightning was so terrifying it was clearly heard in Indra listeners.

A middle-aged man on foot with an umbrella in his hand dispelled the heavy rain. Eyes and sadness were clearly on the man's wrinkled face, as if thousands of burdens were standing on the elderly man's shoulders.

“Uncle Desmond!” call Rafael.

“Master, does the young mistress exist?" asked Desmond's grandfather to stand on the terrace of the Villa.

“There uncle, uncle come in!" rafael said he helped close the old man's umbrella. Then give a pair of warm sandals to the man.

The little Grandpa Tree cleaned his feet in the warm waterway in the courtyard of the Villa, and then he received Rafael's gift slippers, “Thank You Mr!” said Desmond's grandfather.

“Take uncle do not hesitate, you really need that warm sandal...,” said Rafael.

“...., Let me take you to the lounge Miss!” Rafael leads the old Grandpa into the house.

“What is this Rafael!” mommy Qiana said with a tone so worried as her eyes looked at the figure of the frail man she knew so well brought before her.

“Anu ... Miss, may we speak,” asks Grandpa Desmond with a bad feeling.

Mommy Qiana instantly understood what the old man's purpose was to come to this house. The sense of the six women was so extraordinary.

“Alright, Rafael you told Banci to deliver warm tea to my study!" mommy Qiana's orders.

“Good Brother!”

.....

.....

It had been ten minutes that the old man was silent, not a word had broken out of Grandpa Desmond's lips.

“How is Grandpa's health?" mommy Qiana asked in pleasantries.

The old man unzipped the jacket he was wearing, his hand took a paper in a square fold in a black and white patch of crackle that we often encounter in market markets or at the homes of IRT mothers (Kidn't you mention, I'm afraid, everyone knows it's crackle, different if you sultan🤣.)

The man thrust the paper into Mommy Qiana's hand, and the woman immediately read what the letter contained.

The eyes of the mother of three children were immediately dripped when looking at the medical records of Grandpa Desmond who was in the verdict had stage three brain cancer.

“When?" ask Mommy Qiana..

The woman woke up and hugged the old man, but with Deddy Taksa there is no 🤫.

“You are our family uncle, when did this disease hurt you? What are you asking for?” mommy Qiana asked stroked the old man's spine.

“I just found out this week, young lady! Sa.... I came here to ask the young mistress for help one more time?" pinta the old man in a nervous tone.

“What is uncle?" ask Mommy Qiana.

“I want to leave Tree when this breath has broken young Madam. The girl is fragile and sensitive despite looking cheerful on the cover.”

“Without you asking, I will protect my daughter. Did uncle forget my request to adopt my uncle's grandson? The request is still valid uncle.” said Mommy Qiana.

Replied with a nod of the head by Grandpa Desmond.

“Maybe I have fallen on this earth young mistress. I am a man who did not know himself came asking for things that are not appropriate for me ordinary people my macem who dare to come asking for things that are so extraordinary can to exist, Young Madam!” the man's tears broke, as if his throat was choked to carry on his words.

“... I am sure my age can no longer last long, because the condition of my body is not only through the pain but already so many complications that gnaw this body.”

“I'll cure you uncle!" said the woman touched Grandpa Desmond's wrinkled hand.

“No mistress, I was afraid I could not survive when trying to recover because in terms of age I was no longer young. I beg Young Madam, give me the medicine to endure at least my little girl's mature body. He must not be alone in this world, I have no one on this earth, enough grandchildren I have to look after, I do not ask for more Young Madam. Because I am aware of the state of this body,” said Grandpa Desmond.

“How is my adoption offer uncle?” ask Mommy Qiana again.

“Alright I give my grandson adoption, but dear have Young Madam request,” Grandpa Desmond said.

“What is it?" ask Mommy Qiana.

“Let Tree live a simple life with me until she grows up, if God gives me a chance to breathe at that moment. I don't have any goals Miss, I want my granddaughter to know her origin, because your daughter's status is so great for that little girl" Grandpa Desmond said, not daring to look at her master, head down.

“Well from now on your granddaughter my daughter, I've loved her since she was a baby, look for Divya, you have to be healthy to take care of custody Tree.”

Flashback.

“I want to peek Tree first, the girl does not know that we secretly deliver it to the land of people, Deddy anyway want to digau first in this new jed,” Mommy Qiana's nag.

(Can be best 😂 the Deddy reminisce, even though they have already left.)

The woman picked up her shirt and walked towards where Tree was.

Mommy Qiana stroked the mane of the girl's hair, “Money!”

“Please, Call Me, Mom!,” whispered Mommy Qiana.

To Be Continued^^^^

Waduh Eneng Tree became the son of Mommy Qiana, 🤭 How would you know if his son was buntingin his own nephew???😂😂😂

Is there a samurai ready to execute the Jon🤣🤣.

Sory yes slow up, again not feeling well, body is not fit 🙏🙏🙏