Married Sugar Daddy
Fall in Love

In a room with a baby pink feel, a beautiful woman was smiling staring at the screen of her mobile phone. Since meeting with Rendy, the girl has spent more time in the room.

The beauty of the outside world is utterly meaningless in comparison to the dozens of chats that adorn green apps on her phone. He looked back at the screen, hugged it and then rolled over on the bed.

🎶

From the first moment we met, I felt something, this is the love I felt, every time I thought of you.

🎶

Since the two of us met, I have felt something, this is the love I feel, every time I think of you.

🎶

Am I really in love? It's like this heart's blooming, maybe it's the first time in my life, I can't sleep for a week.

🎶

Hoo,o, I'm in love, it feels good to be alive, I know, I'm in love.

The Sister; I'm in love.

Navisa sat back down and put her phone on the nightstand. He remained silent for a while, and again picked up his phone and typed something.

"Come to my house if you want to see."

Navisa shook her head. He wanted to squeeze the word delete, but instead the word send he was picking.

"Astaghfirullah, how is this?"

Navisa in the fog. Pacing back and forth like a walking iron, also squeezing his head several times. His hand deftly erased the message back. But who would have thought, he said he lost competitiveness with the system.

"Ease me. Why would I send such a message. I don't even know him very well."

Navisa sat on the edge of the bed, the next second stood up, then sat back down. He did that for almost 30 minutes. Several times his eyes glanced at his phone screen. There's no reply. Navisa hopes that Rendy doesn't receive a message from her.

Ting!

Suddenly there was an incoming message. Feeling agitated, Navisa took her phone. He still closed his eyes as he had not dared to see that message from whom.

"A further ten minutes I'll be there. Wait for me at the door."

One sentence on her phone was able to make Navisa stop breathing. His eyes were patterned reading every series of letters that Rendy sent.

"Did I share a location? No, why does he know my house?"

"That's not important, now, and beautiful Na, don't be ashamed."

5 Minutes passed, Navisa has now changed her clothes and slightly styled her hair. It's been 7 p.m., is Rendy really coming or is just toying with her.

"Kok so gini deg-degan anyway," muttered Navisa touching his left chest.

When she heard the motorbike sura, Navisa opened a little curtain of her room. Back the heart was pounding like a drum that was broken in the annual celebration festival in a big country.

"He really came," muttered Navisa, tidying up the appearance, then walking out of her minimalist room.

"Are there guests?" ask Navisa's father to his son.

"That's, anu, Navisa's dad's friend." Navisa smiled thinly while scratching her non-itchy nape.

"What is the result?" Navisa's mother teased the girl. "Go in there!"

Navisa nodded. He opened the door, not directly staring at Rendy and instead looked down with a reddened face.

"Assalamualaikum," said Rendy approached Navisa.

"Wa'alaikumssalam Brother. Please enter!"

Navisa lets Rendy in while she still stands in the doorway to neutralize her heartbeat.

"I must be crazy" Navisa muttered to herself.

"I'm the one who came in?" ask Rendy.

"Oh yeah, I'm in now!"

"Assalamualaikum Om, Auntie," said Rendy to Navisa's mother and father.

"Waalaikumsalam Son, please sit down!"

Rendy nodded, she sat down confidently. This man does not look embarrassed or shy, either because he often plays to the opposite sex house, or indeed his personality is good.

Randy just kept glancing at Navisa. While the girl was still lowered her head did not dare to look at him. Rendy's mom and dad knew what was going on. They both smiled seeing Navisa they were already much more mature than

preceding.

That night, instead of chatting with Navisa, Randy even more chatting with his parents. Grateful, because Randy's a prankster, so he doesn't have any trouble. Faced with various questions that Navisa's father threw right.

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Byan settled her husband's face sticky. That big hand still faithfully rubbed his flat stomach. Byan smiled making the man he was looking at smile. They were both swept away in their respective gazes of love.

"Om, does Byan really have to go?" ask Byan. Trying to make sure if her husband was just joking and she was not serious about what she said at the time.

Brian lowered. He laid his body and hugged Byan making the position of the girl tilted back to her. Brian's large, warm hand still rubbed the lower abdomen of the soft Byan.

"Don't talk about this first yes, if you are stressed, the pain will be even more pronounced. We'll talk about this later" whispered Brian in the wife's ear.

Reflexes, Byan instantly flipped his body, looked at Brian, touched the handsome face, and kissed his lips long enough.

"Byan can not wait sometime Om, the day after Byan will officially exit from High School. When that happens, doesn't all the data and files Om needs have to be done?"

Brian nodded. He pulled at Byan's waist, hugged the girl until he landed small kisses on the top of her head.

"Everything's ready By, just wait for your graduation and I'll take you there."

Byan closed his eyes. He hoped that what he was talking about with Brian was just a dream. Byan does not want to go to school in Korea, but if he continues to refuse, he is afraid that later he will regret it.

"Om promise one thing to Byan!"

Brian nodded.

"Om not to be naughty, Om must be loyal to Byan. If Om gets to play crazy with another woman, Byan promises, Byan will chase Om even to the end of the world."

Brian chuckles. The head nodded back steadily. "I'll just love you By. I promise."

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The day that Byan would do his final farewell with his schoolmates arrived. The girl has been wearing minimalist make up, kebaya with brocade tops light blue and brown subordinates with hemispheres to the knees wrapped her slim body very nicely.

"Of Brian!"

The girl shouted to her husband. Brian, who was calling someone, turned around, a smile on his lips. Turn off the phone and walk over to the wife who has trouble pulling her skirt zipper.

"Please help naikan zipper Om!"

The man nodded. However, instead of raising the zipper, Brian squeezed a chewy lump under the girl's waist.

Byan was immediately aghast and reflexively twisted his body.

"Om what do you want?"

Byan glared at her husband. Instead of answering, Brian's burly hand pulled Byan's waist and landed a kiss on the girl's lips. Tempting little lips with a touch of lip jelly that Byan uses makes the lips shiny as if forcing Brian to devour it.

Brian smiled when his wife replied to each of the mats and hisa pan he gave, when Byan put his hands on Brian's neck, the man lifted Byan's waist and sat him on the dresser.

"Ahhh, Om, don't do that!" Byan shook his head, holding Brian's hand that was about to enter through the slit of the skirt he was wearing.

"You're so pretty today, baby, I want you!" Brian whispered with a hoarse and heavy voice. Breath hunting. This morning, she had completely lost her mind from seeing Byan's beauty that tempted her.

"But Om!"

Not yet had time to answer, Brian's lips have already been licking ti and meng hi sap soft neck.

The To Be Continued.

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