When Wirata and Stefan had finished showering, they came out and went back to the kitchen. They were sneaking at the door. Stefan saw his mother stirring vegetables in the pan. The aroma spread throughout the room. His father was stood leaning on the counter behind her and watching.
Wirata did not hear any dialogue between Stefan's father and mother. The used dirty equipment and pots and bowls sat on the counter had not been washed yet. Wirata was thinking quickly then she pulled Stefan's arm back to the living room.
"What is it? Or do you want another round? I don't mind that. Let's get back to the bedroom."
The lustful man said with sparkling eyes, only thought of hot stuff under the belly button!
"No, don't be silly. Listen to me carefully."
Wirata whispered and looked back to the kitchen direction. Making Stefan shut up and follow her eyesight.
"I am always listening. Just tell me."
