You took away my crown, I Stole Your Heart.
Chapters. 40

The car they were riding in had already arrived in front of a towering multi-storey building. Fatan rushed down and opened the door for Mitha.

" Come down, we've arrived..!" fatan said while guiding Mitha down from the car. " Heart - heart step! " he said warning Mitha to pay attention to her steps.

With hesitation, Mitha stepped down from the car. His heart was with - with the truth that he was afraid. Moreover, Fatan invited him to move into this apartment without saying goodbye to mommy Amel and papa Bram.

" Sister, did mommy Amel and papa Bram already know about our move here? " asked Mitha doubtfully.

Fatan just nodded. He was busy dropping off Mitha's things from the trunk.

" Come, our apartment's on the third floor. We'll take the elevator, "give him. Next to his hand holding Mitha and the other side carrying Mitha's goods.

They took the elevator that was available in the apartment. Fatan pressed the number 3 button and the elevator moved up to the 3rd floor.

Once at Fatan's apartment, Mitha was stunned by the state of Fatan's apartment. The apartment is not too big and luxurious, but the contents are very complete and comfortable. All the furniture is available there. Everything is all new. Fatan has also provided baby cots and various items for her and also for their babies. All the items were put together in their rooms.

Mitha couldn't speak her supris. Apparently Fatan had really prepared all that for himself and also for their baby. Mitha became moved by what Fatan had done.

Mitha's gaze then turned towards the window of their room. His gaze was fixed towards the scene outside the window. His eyes sparkled - twinkling as he stared outside.

"Gosh, the view here is very beautiful." he cried while staring in awe at the view of the city from above that looks so amazing. Rows of skyscrapers and also buildings down there, very beautiful to look at.

"Hows it? Are you willing to stay here with me ?" ask Fatan expectantly. His eyes looked at Mitha expectantly.

Mitha hesitated for a moment. Is he capable of living at home with that guy. But Mitha felt unbearable to resist the wishes of Fatan. Her husband seemed so intent on building a household with her.

" Please, Mitha. Please, live with me. We learned to sail this household ark together. Households containing me, you, and our children.If you doubt my sincerity, endure at least until our child is born. I will leave all decisions in your hands. Do you still want to continue our relationship or choose a divorce from me."

Mitha's esophagus felt choked hearing Fatan's words. Only today did he hear Fatan speak this wise and sincerely. Mitha could no longer say - words. He just nodded while squeezing both of his hands.

Fatan's face instantly turned bright when he saw Mitha's head nod. He immediately hugged Mitha while unceasingly kissing the tip of Mitha's head. The kiss then went down to Mitha's stomach. "Welcome to our home, dear father's child." whispered to the baby in Mitha's stomach.

Mitha was really moved. There was a happy one that was rising in his chest. Fatan's sweet attitude slowly eroded away the fear and doubt that had stopped for a moment in his heart.

Fatan hugged Mitha tightly again as she turned around in the room. Then stop when you remember something.

"But, Mitha. I want to apologize to you." he said hesitantly. Mitha looked in wonder at Fatan.

" I'm sorry for what?" mitha asked in wonder.

" I can't afford a decent apartment for you. This apartment is too small and not luxurious. It may be far from comfortable. But I promise, one day I'll give you an apartment bigger than this" he said.

" God, what do I think, brother. This is all I've been feeling so lucky. I've taken the trouble to think of both of us. Our marriage is only.... "

Not done Mitha said, her lips were silenced Fatan with a long and deep soft kiss. Mitha who did not expect to get a surprise attack could only resign. In the end, he also enjoyed Fatan's kiss which grew hotter and more demanding.

Not only that, Fatan's hand had also squeezed two mounds of Mitha who had now started to emit water.

" Akhhh... "one****** managed to escape Mitha's mouth making Fatan more burning passion.

" Sister Fatan." his sigh called the name Fatan among the roar of his breath that was increasingly hunting. Mitha's body stiffened when Fatan's hand got further and further guerrilla. Now the hand has touched the sensitive point, making the curse sound again ejected.

Fatan regained his senses when he heard Mitha's call. He immediately stopped the lash.

"Never say that sentence again or I will punish you again as before" whispered Fatan with a hunting breath. His eyes were filled with the fog of passion. Slowly, she then let go of her embrace to Mitha before finally stepping into the bathroom. He chose to fulfill all his desires in there.

Mitha herself had been closed since earlier enjoying every kiss that Fatan placed on her lips. Even the warmth of every touch of Fatan's lips on every inch of his body, he could still feel. Mitha shuddered to herself. I don't know, during this pregnancy. Mitha loved to be touched by Fatan. He also did not deny, if his desire sometimes rose by the touch of the man.

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"Mother Mira, you haven't come home yet, have you...?" asked the Sultan who was suddenly behind Mira.

The woman was shocked not upset because she did not know the arrival of her employer's child. Tumben once the master's son was home at this hour. It's still morning, it's ten in the morning.

" Not yet, Mas." he answered. For a moment the woman stared at the Sultan with an anxious look. " What is the Sultan while sick or need something..?" ask again.

" No, I just want to take medicine, but I haven't eaten since. Do you have a little food for me."

" Oh, if it's just rice and side dishes, there's just the hell, Mas." replied Mira with a lowered face. He looked disinclined and afraid of his master's son.

The woman immediately prepared rice and also an omelet she made for the Sultan and immediately served it in front of the Sultan.

" This, Mas. There was only rice and an omelet. I haven't finished cooking vegetables and fish."

" No papa, Ma'am, that's enough. Just to want the contents of the stomach, so as not to empty when taking medicine. Thank you, yes Mira. "he said sincerely.

Mira nodded and then turned her back to go back to the kitchen. But a hand blocked his wrist.

Mira immediately turned to look at the Sultan and then turned towards his hand which was still blocked by the Sultan.

" What's up, Mom.. Does she still need me? " he asked still with a confused expression.

" Take me out to eat, mira" she replied. No more greetings in front Mira said.

For a moment Mira's mouth was wide open. He was not surprised to hear the request of his employer's son. Well, how about this, Mira's heart is racing.

" But, Mas." he said hesitantly.

" Please, Ma'am. I don't usually eat alone. My mother used to sit in front of me, accompanying me to eat. Come on Ma'am, accompany me for a moment... " The Sultan asked once again to Mira.

Mira finally gave up. He sat in front of the Sultan. A smile of victory was drawn from the corner of his lips.. Yes..! the Sultan in his heart. She cheered in excitement because Mira was willing to accompany her to a meal.

Shameless - ashamed, the Sultan eats in front of Mira.

" Mom please cut the eggs" she asked again.

Patiently, Mira cut the omelet on the plate into small pieces.

" This, Mas. I have cut it small" said Mira, thrusting a plate of eggs in front of the Sultan.

"Thank you, Ma'am" said the Sultan and then plucked the cut omelet - cut it and ate it with rice.

Shortly after, the Sultan finished his meal. Mira poured water for her master's son so that the Sultan could drink water after meals as well as consume the medicine.

" Sultan is done, I want to go back. My work is still a lot. Later his mother Mas come, I do not feel good if it is not finished" said Mira while cleaning the dining table and cleaning dishes used to eat Sultan.

"Yes, thank you, Mira" said the Sultan as he stood up to leave the kitchen.

" Same, Mas." replied Mira with a smile.

The sultan immediately gawked at Mira's smile. Alamak, very sweet, he thought. Dead brother, deck.!!!!!