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You're too pretty

As planned last night. Alva and Chilla will take Shaka to a shopping mall. And whether there was any wind today Chilla dressed up a little conspicuously, making Alva who had just come out of the changing room immediately squeak sharply at the young mother.

His wide strides led him quickly to stand before Chilla. Alva took a look at the woman's slender body, from top to bottom, the red dress was attached fittingly, with a face polish that looked so perfect.

"Honey, you want to go with this look? You're too pretty" said Alva with a slightly raised intonation, seeing Chilla like that for some reason she was suddenly upset.

Imagining his wife's body and face is enjoyed by many. Cih, he was not willing to share.

Chilla, who had just applied a red lipstick on her thin lips, turned her head when Alva asked her.

He moved to get up, one hand outstretched and stroking Alva's dear cheek. "What's wrong, honey? I'm going with you and Shaka."

However, due to Alva's objections, he shook his head quickly. "No! I don't want you to dress this pretty when you get out of the house. Enough with me!" Assertive Alva, the look in his eyes has not softened, indicating he really does not like.

Hearing that, Chilla let out a small sigh, then throbbed, the matter of appearance alone could be this complicated when it came to this one man. "Then don't just go." Ketus Chilla, she lowered her hand from Alva's cheek and folded in front of her chest. Pretend angry.

Alva closed her eyes for a moment, she immediately grabbed onto Chilla's slender waist. "Honey, I just don't like it when you're the center of attention. Maybe my hands don't stay still, to beat anyone who glances at you." explained Alva not kidding.

No one likes his. Especially this woman.

"No need to leave, we'll be home all day!" Chilla is still strong with her decision. He tried to release Alva's grip.

And this one guy just doesn't stay quiet. Lately Alva can not dwell, if Chilla is already angry with him.

Until finally the handsome man sighed and nodded. "It's okay. But remove your lipstick first, and stand by my side, because I don't want a second of you to disappear out of my sight."

Hearing that, the smile on Chilla's lips instantly expanded, with a quick gesture she smeared as Alva's lips removed the lipstick on her lips by kissing the man.

Until long enough they clenched, Chilla released him first, before Alva acted further and further.

"Of course, you must obey! Mommy Shaka can't be a dissident, right?" Alva wiped the wet trace on Chilla's lips using her thumb.

Chilla nodded her head, Alva let go of the embrace, and changed into holding Chilla's hand to get out. They were sure that Shaka and Daniah were waiting in the handsome nursery.

However, before completely exiting the room, Alva's doorstep stopped her steps, making Chilla come to a stop anyway.

"Daddy, why are you, baby?" Chilla asked, seeing Alva holding her head, and shook her head. Shooing the dizzy that suddenly came.

"My head's just a little dizzy, honey." Alva looked at Chilla, smiling to convince her that she was okay.

"Yes God... Do I need to take medication first?" Chilla was worried, she cupped one side of Alva's face, the man's skin did look a little paled.

However, Alva who did not want to ruin their plans, she just shook her head. "I'm okay, honey. Believe it."

"Alright, but if the dizziness has not disappeared, tell me well," said Chilla and immediately answered yes by Alva.

Finally, the little family came out of the big house. On the porch, Mona takes off her favorite granddaughter with a faint kiss on Shaka's right and left cheeks.

"Mama's going out too?" alva asked, seeing Mona in neat clothes, she was sure her mother was also about to leave.

"Yes, Al. Papa took Mama to his former co-worker's show first," Mona replied, while her hand tickled Shaka's stomach. The handsome baby gave a crisp laugh from feeling a keenness.

Alva mangosteen. "Yes, Mama and Papa be careful. We'll go first." Alva pamit, she peeked Mona's cheek briefly, then stroked the head of her son who was in Chilla's sling.

"Let's go my handsome boy."