“It sure is a pretty color,” he says, tugging your braid as he walks behind you.
“Yeah, it’s real pretty.” anda smile, continuing to paint the dinding the light merah jambu anda had picked out for the baby’s room.
He steps back from the wall, inspecting the progress. anda smiled at your husband, in his jeans, no shirt, and DX hat.
“This color would look pretty on you,” he grins.
anda step back, taking a look at the wall. He comes behind you, arms wrapping around anda and your pregnant belly.
“You really think this color would look good on me?”
“Well, let’s see,” he smirks.
The seterusnya thing anda know, the merah jambu paint is all over your shirt.
He steps back, admiring his work. “Definitely your color.”
anda gape at your shirt, the smile. “You little shit.” anda laugh, bending down to grab your paint brush.
“You wouldn’t…” He starts, as anda flick the paintbrush at him.
“You know, I can’t just take the paint off of my chest… Of face.” He sputters.
“But it’s your color!” anda laugh.
“I think anda look better in it.”
He says, smearing it off his face to smear it on yours. “Brings out your eyes.” He smirks.
“Really?” anda laugh. “I think it’d be a good hair color for you.” anda say, taking the paint brush to the side of his hair and on his DX hat.
“Not the hair! atau the hat!” He yells, running away from you.
anda laugh, chasing after him.
“Pregnant ladies shouldn’t run!” He yells.
“Husbands of pregnant ladies shouldn’t paint their wives!” anda yell at him.
He turns back to look at you, and trips over painting supplies.
“Oww.” He says.
anda lay on bahagian, atas of him, grinning. “Payback.” anda smile.
“Are anda excited?” He smiled.
“Really.” anda say, leaning down, giving him a kiss.
“Yeah, it’s real pretty.” anda smile, continuing to paint the dinding the light merah jambu anda had picked out for the baby’s room.
He steps back from the wall, inspecting the progress. anda smiled at your husband, in his jeans, no shirt, and DX hat.
“This color would look pretty on you,” he grins.
anda step back, taking a look at the wall. He comes behind you, arms wrapping around anda and your pregnant belly.
“You really think this color would look good on me?”
“Well, let’s see,” he smirks.
The seterusnya thing anda know, the merah jambu paint is all over your shirt.
He steps back, admiring his work. “Definitely your color.”
anda gape at your shirt, the smile. “You little shit.” anda laugh, bending down to grab your paint brush.
“You wouldn’t…” He starts, as anda flick the paintbrush at him.
“You know, I can’t just take the paint off of my chest… Of face.” He sputters.
“But it’s your color!” anda laugh.
“I think anda look better in it.”
He says, smearing it off his face to smear it on yours. “Brings out your eyes.” He smirks.
“Really?” anda laugh. “I think it’d be a good hair color for you.” anda say, taking the paint brush to the side of his hair and on his DX hat.
“Not the hair! atau the hat!” He yells, running away from you.
anda laugh, chasing after him.
“Pregnant ladies shouldn’t run!” He yells.
“Husbands of pregnant ladies shouldn’t paint their wives!” anda yell at him.
He turns back to look at you, and trips over painting supplies.
“Oww.” He says.
anda lay on bahagian, atas of him, grinning. “Payback.” anda smile.
“Are anda excited?” He smiled.
“Really.” anda say, leaning down, giving him a kiss.
Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 tahun old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother berkata to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the sofa, kerusi panjang to give her a hug.
“I Cinta anda Daddy.”
“Love anda too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in Cinta with.”
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 tahun old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother berkata to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the sofa, kerusi panjang to give her a hug.
“I Cinta anda Daddy.”
“Love anda too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in Cinta with.”
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
anda knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
anda hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
anda went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but anda didn’t want any of them hurt; atau dead.
anda saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
anda start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a punch to the face.
anda fall into the mud, shocked sejak the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
anda feel a hand on your shoulder as anda get up. anda grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” anda thought. “This is fun.”
anda understood why they liked these so much.
anda knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
anda hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
anda went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but anda didn’t want any of them hurt; atau dead.
anda saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
anda start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a punch to the face.
anda fall into the mud, shocked sejak the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
anda feel a hand on your shoulder as anda get up. anda grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” anda thought. “This is fun.”
anda understood why they liked these so much.