Not I'm Taking Him
CHAPTER 89

Sovia eats voraciously. Eating the food he ordered.

There is fried rice, steak, french fries, some bread, also fruit juice.

"Well.. Her comfort". Sovia.

He just ate his breakfast. While Dika was still sound in his sleep.

Satiated Sovia opens the window curtain of the hotel. And he's out standing on the balcony of the hotel room.

Enjoying the warm morning sun, Sovia basks in the morning sun. He opened a small towel that wrapped his hair. And wagging his wet hair.

Dika who was disturbed sleep, because of the sunlight that hit his face. And it feels warm.

"Just disturb my sleep". Omel Dika's.

He saw a clock on the wall of the hotel room. It's past eight.

He went to the bathroom, in addition to fulfilling his natural wishes. She also wants to take a shower.

His body feels sticky. Sweating due to last night's activity.

Out of the bathroom, Dika saw the woman he found yesterday, and became his birah delivery place. Still standing on the balcony.

enjoying the sun that is starting to get hot.

Dika doesn't care about it. She was wearing her slightly tangled clothes.

We had breakfast on the table. He sipped the coffee that had started to cool. And eat a piece of bread.

"I'm leaving. If you still want to stay here". Said Dika.

Shocking Sovia who was sunbathing. Then he entered the room.

"I'll be here till noon. Because I'm in for a three o'clock internship. So take a break". Sovia.

He sat on the side of the bed facing Dika who was sipping his coffee.

"As far as you are. This room I paid for. This is for your body care that I used last night". Said Dika.

put a piece of money on the table. Next to the coffee he had just been drinking.

"Can we meet again?. I'm interested in being your bed warmer, serving again". Sovia.

Because he felt that the man in front of him was very rich, and also mighty.

"I didn't promise. If by any chance we meet, and I need to be served I'll wear you". Said dika.

He stood up and prepared to leave. Tanla spoke again she came out of that hotel room. To go to the office.

But before going to the office, he would change clothes first, go back to his apartment.

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"Abangl.... Shhhh....".

"Yes dear. You made me always couldn't bear to.... Uh....".

"Honey....

I've been fasting for a year, and you're the place where I break halal. Until I can't hold it anymore.

Always want to go again and again". Racau Thunder.

Finish breakfast and sit in front of the television, chatting together. A new couple who got married about two weeks ago, let go of something that had been stuck all along.

Thunder widower who had not enjoyed a woman for a year. And the Gita who widowed over three months.

Enjoy their new wedding warmly. Sharing sweat and.. Mutually satisfy.

"Sayang.. I want to get to hhhh". racau Thunder.

"I.u... Also want.... Huh.. Ha.h.. Ssh..

Abangh...". Gitapu tikak lose groaning.

Till....

"Thank you dear". Speech Thunder .

hugging his wife's innocent body under the blanket. He is as innocent as his wife.

"Abang. What if I can't get pregnant?". Gita galau said.

"Then we are destined to age both by God. Don't fret. I will not demand to have children. Nor will it be double.

Living with you for the rest of my life is a gift God has given me.

Neither will my parents sue our grandchildren. Just chill". Thunder Sayings.

his wife's yam. And Gita's forehead is still sweating.

"We're going through it all together. Both". Thunder said.

"Thank you bang. I have accepted all my shortcomings". Said Gita hugging her husband's burly body.

Interdirecting the power. Mutual trust.

After taking a break. Thunder and Gita cleansed themselves.

They bathed together, soaped each other and rubbed bodies. Soak with warm water in the bathtub.

By noon mama Guntur driver called. Said he was almost there.

So Thunder went down to the loby to pick up the clothes his mother had sent him.

"Are you not ashamed to wear that down?". Ask Gita.

"Just for a second. At least I won't meet anyone downstairs". Speak confident thunder.

How not. Guntur wear training gita and also Shirt box-box belongs to Gita.

Although big for Gita, but very fitting alias tight when used by Thunder.

Fortunately the shirt worn by Thunder can cover the printed navel must be wearing training.

The driver who had been waiting in the lobby could only smile at the boss's son.

Who wears Narrow clothes. But not commenting.

But.

As Guntur was waiting for the elevator to return to the apartment unit where he lived.

Two women stood beside Thunder waiting for the elevator to arrive.

They smiled kindly looking at Thunder. But Thunder was relaxed and indifferent.

Even Thunder did not offer the women to first enter the lifts. After pressing no. seventeen, the thunder retreated to the corner of the back.

Because the apartment unit is at the top. Sure was a bit last up.

The women then pressed the floor numbers of their apartments. And stand up

"Khem.. Can you contact bang?".

Suddenly a woman looked at the thunder.

"I'm Loly. And this is my friend Fany". Said first.

"Oh.. ". Guntur answered.

"Died on what floor?. We're on the sixth floor. Maybe you need to be with us to be with us.

We're ready to be called". Add another one.

Thunder did not respond to him. 'Not interested'. Thunder grunts in the heart.

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