Shackles of Love, Mr. Duda
Fear

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“Ba—Bapak?” muttered Nasya, while swallowing his saliva with difficulty, when he felt the exhale of Adnan who was right in the niche of his neck.

Don't ask her how she feels, she feels her whole body feels limp. Not only that, his heart beat so fast, and he also felt that his blood flow was getting faster.

“What are you, really feel better?” adnan asked a little whisper.

Actually, he also did not know, why he could have the courage to embrace Nasya like that. Everything happened as if his body reflexes arrived.

“B—Bapak not leaving for the office?” tanya Nasya switched the conversation.

“Do you want me to go?” asked Adnan while frowning.

“Father, i—ini please release first, s—I am afraid,” said nasya not good and trying to release Adnan's embrace.

“What are you afraid of?” ask Adnan again.

Either the thought from where, between innocence or stupidity that Nasya did. With his arrival, he grabbed Adnan's hand which was coiled around his belly, for he to carry it and place it over his chest.

Without guessing, that his actions increasingly make his heart beat more and more, “Tuh right, the father fussed himself. So please take offin,” said nasya directly release Adnan's hand.

Adnan was still silent, feeling his heart that had also started to go wrong. But even so, Adnan is still trying to stay cool.

Not because of Nasya's heartbeat, which makes Adnan's heart also not right. But because of his hands that accidentally and permissively pass and touch a mountain.

“Nasya,” call Adnan so gently. He has not let go of his embrace, but he even more tightened the hug, to make Nasya's heart more unhealthy.

“Can't you, if you don't call me Father?” adnan asked a little annoyed, then he let out a long sigh, and he exhaled slowly in the recess of Nasya's neck, making the girl feel more restless and unsettled.

“Na—later fall his I brash sir. B—bapak is much older than me,” replied Nasya innocently.

“I'm not old Nasya, my age is not much different from Yoga!” adnan said grunting.

“Stay sir, Yoga alone above me, yes of course you are also far above me,” said Nasya still trying to neutralize his heart.

“Although I am above, but I can definitely make you happy,” whispered Adnan.

“This is the story of Mr want to shoot Nasya is not it? Wear a hug, keep talking a little strange, do not make Nasya baper sir, do not play Nasya!” said Nasya while trying to pull over the face of Adnan who was leaning on his shoulder.

“You want me to shoot?” adnan asked with a grin.

“Death dong in the shoot,” joked Nasya while holding his smile.

“And you want,” said Adnan joined in smiling, “You want to be shot like what?”

“Dihh, what the hell Sir. No, Nasha, that's emmtt. Just—“

“Nasya, if I say, I like you. And want to make you always there beside me, accompany me to old together, do you want?” tanya Adnan arrived, and he immediately turned Nasya's body until now the two stood facing each other.

“You are so dear to children. And vice versa, especially Ryan, he really likes you. Not just my kids, but me too. I don't know since when, I don't know myself, but now I just want you to be mine. How?” added Adnan, while holding Nasya's hand fingers with eyes that look at each other.

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