Wirata changed from her work clothes to a white T-shirt and a pair of dark shorts at knee length. Then she went to join Jacqueline in the kitchen. They started to cook.

It had gone five o'clock when she heard the penthouse door opened and closed.

"Why didn't you wait for me? Who allowed you to come up alone?!. If the elevator got stuck or if you fall... "

The vociferous voice came before the man himself. Wirata turned to smile at Jacqueline who was laughing to hear his son shouting like a mad man.

Stefan walked into the penthouse. Ben and James had gone to their rooms to rest, leaving the boss to stay with the family alone.

Stefan popped into the kitchen and saw his mother and Wirata were cooking. His handsome face lighted up with a smile and walked to his mother. He kissed her on the cheeks.

"Hello, mother. So happy to see you here. I missed you. How was your journey?"

Stefan said and hugged his mother tightly.

"Everything was good. Do you want anything to drink?"

The mother was the mother, always concerned about her child.

"Thanks, mom. But I can manage it myself. We have invited my father to join us, too. He probably is on his way up here now."

Said Stefan. Wirata noticed that Jacqueline was quiet for a minute before she smiled at Stefan and nodded.

The lady was good at keeping her emotions under her gentle and calm personality.

"Wine." He turned to her with a ferocious face.

"Yes."

"I told you to wait for me in the office. When will you listen?!"

He did not forget about this. The man walked to her and put his hands on his hips while staring and waiting for her answer.

"I am alright. It's only riding the lift, Stefan. You probably forgot that I could punch and kick people's backside."

She protested and reminded him a little that she used to punch him in the past. Wirata did not want to guess his reaction if he knew she was attacked and had a fight this afternoon.

"But now you are not alone. My baby is in your stomach, don't forget."

Said the harsh voice. Causing Jacqueline to pause cutting the vegetables.

"What did you just say?! Are you saying Wirata's pregnant, honey?"

The excited voice of his mother asked. Stefan realized that he had accidentally spoken it out loud. Wirata turned to smile at Jacqueline. Since the man had slipped so she had to let it be. Stefan felt relieved when she did not shout at him. His handsome face lit up with a big smile.

"Two months, mother. I am going to be a father. I'm so over the moon right now."

Stefan said and walked back to his mother and hugged her in his strong arms.

Jacqueline widened her eyes with excitement. She embraced her son back and smiled delightedly. Then she also pulled Wirata into a hug as well.

"I am so very happy. This is great news. Oh, wonderful! Finally, my son is giving me a grandchild." Jacqueline said with joy. They smiled happily together.

Knock-Knock

The sound of knocking on the door Wirata guessed that would be Michael. Therefore she went to open the door.

"It's Mary who's behind it. "

Michael said the first minute he saw Wirata.

"And what did you do with the man?"

"After I finished asking questions. I sent him to the police. Let them handle it as you asked."

After the interrogation, the evil man confessed that Mary had hired him with some money to hurt Wirata. There were evidence for examples; picture and messages sent from Mary's phone and the evidence of money transfer from Mary's account into the man's account.

All the evidence was clear and pointed at Mary. She could no longer wriggle away and would go to jail for a long time.

"Thank you, and please don't tell Stefan."

Wirata repeated in low voice. Michaels looked at her for a moment and then nodded.

Michael decided to speak what was in his worried mind to Wirata.

"I and Jacqueline are about to divorce. I don't want to divorce, but she wants to. I don't know what to do."

Michael muttered and sighed heavily.

Wirata was surprised that Michael told her about this. She guessed he did not have many friends. Wirata smiled to give him some encouragement.

"She is in the kitchen right now. You can talk to her. Don't give up yet, sir."

She said to him with her soft voice. Making Michael smiled a little.

"Thank you. I will try." He said and sighed again.

"Hello, Father. What are you two talking about? "

Stefan popped his head out from the kitchen door and saw Wirata and his father stood talking in low voice to one another. Wirata then turned and walked back to the kitchen with Michael followed.

When Michael walked into the big kitchen, he saw the slim figure in a nice blue dress. Her beautiful face bent down slightly as she paid her attention to the vegetables on the chopping board.

"Hello, Queen."

the deep voice greeted. Jacqueline looked up and saw the tall, dignified figure with his dark attractive face. He did not change much, except for a few silver color hair which made him look more powerful than ever.

She was not surprised to see gossip news about his lifestyle with women now and then. The man who had everything and in the early fifties with the look as he was Stefan's big brother rather than the father.

"Hello, Mike."

She greeted back briefly.

"How is everything with you, Queen? I am happy to see you here. "

Michael asked his wife and walked to stand near her. He saw Stefan walked straight to the sink and did the things that Michael had to raised his eyebrows up.

Stefan could do the washing-up?

Jacqueline smiled a little when seeing the father made a surprised face to see his son washing dishes.

The man who owned her heart, the father of her sons, all the time together, the only friendships he has for her. To him, she was only a good friend, nothing else. The hurtfulness was hidden under the smooth, gentle expression and the cool personality of Jacqueline Mackenzie. Thirteen years and she had put the stop for her pain then asked to walk away.

While he was busy with his work, parties and posh business dinners, surrounded by beautiful women. She preferred to stay home quietly. Their lifestyles did not match so she thought it was time to walk out of his life.

"What about you?"

Jacqueline asked a bit more. They were still friends, however. She handed some vegetables to Stefan and asked him to wash them for her.

"I am okay, thank you."

The voice said okay but his face was solemn and a bit sad.

Wirata watched and noticed. Michael was standing next to Jacqueline washing her chopping vegetables and they were quiet now.

How come two people who used to marry and lived together did not have anything more to say to one another?

Wirata only guessed that Michael was a tight-lipped man. He must be used to saying only a few words and straight to the point. Definitely not a chatty one.historical

Wirata turned to look at the tall body that was washing vegetables for his mother right now. If he had not met Wirata, Michael would be the reflection of Stefan without a doubt. Stefan in his fifties would look-alike his father, but the man would not be the quiet one for sure. He was good at making people dizzy with his words. Wirata smiled when thinking about him.

Stefan finished washing vegetables. He gave the whole lot to his mother.

"What are you cooking?"

Michael asked Jacqueline as he could find another question to ask her.

"Mixed vegetable stir-fried. Thai recipe. Wirata will help me."

She answered. She was very fond of Thai food and Michael also liked Thai food. The made Stefan and Sam like Thai food, too. What a coincident that Stefan now had a Thai lady as his wife-to-be.

"You haven't forgotten that it is my favorite dish. Thank you."

Michael said and felt happy inside to think that she cooked it because she knew it was his favorite food.

"I make it for everybody. Stefan and Wirata like it, too."

Jacqueline replied with her smooth voice. Making Michael back to be silent.

Stefan listened to his parents talking to each other. The tones seemed a little distant but he was not thinking anything much. Guessing that both of them had separated for too long, it probably would take a bit to back to normal.

"Father, do you mind to help mom while I take Wine for her medicine?"

Stefan said to his father.

"Just go and don't worry about the food. I can handle it."

Jacqueline said to her son and Wirata. So Stefan was happy to drag Wirata out of the kitchen and went straight to the bedroom.

Michael was surprised by what he heard. What's wrong with Wirata? Why she had to take medicine? He just saw her kicked the life out of the bad man. When he went to the small room the man was still unconscious.

Stefan had bought a lot of supplements and vitamins for Wirata. The father-to-be was very strict to make sure she took everything he had recommended and supervised her. He asked his friend and searched for the information from the internet.

It had been two weeks that Stefan had not made love to his love. At night he just hugged her, caressed and touched her a little and then tried to sleep. It was not easy at all to cuddle her in his arms and could not do anything to her.

It must be love. That made a lustful man could restrain and kept his emotion and need at bay, well under control.

"I want to take a shower, first, feel very sticky."

Wirata said. Stefan nodded as he wanted to take one, too.

"Let's do it together."

Stefan helped to take off her clothes and then his. He then carried her into the bathroom. He put her to stand under the shower and turned on the warm water.

"I can do it myself. "

Stefan touched her stomach as he liked to communicate with his baby.

"Can I listen to our baby first?"

He asked and did not wait for the answer. The tall body knelt down on the floor and put his ear on her flat stomach. Wirata smiled. Didn't the man know that their baby was still a green pea size and could not talk to him yet?

"Hello, baby."

He said to the baby and then quiet as though he was listening to his baby to say hello back.

"Wow, he was talking to me!"

He looked up to say to Wirata.

"Saying that he wants his father to go face-to-face, um, one-to-one greetings. Something like that."

The man translated the baby's language. Wirata knew what trick he was playing. He wanted to try if he could get lucky!

"The doctor said that no sex until at least three months."

Wirata reminded him about the rule. Stefan reached to caress her stomach. His face was so close to her beautiful rose. So he touched his lips on her mound. Wirata jerked up.

"Hey, don't be naughty."

She said but felt her heart jumped fast as he touched her there. He raised his face up to give her his crafty smile with excitement in his sparkling eyes. He did not stop but using his fingers to stroke her pink petals and then bent his face down to plant kisses on her soft area.

"Stefan, don't."

She said but somehow her voice was a little weak with the heat that shot up from where he was kissing her.

The sensitiveness was a double sensation when a woman got pregnant. Wirata had to bite her lower lip, scared she would let the moaning out.

"I miss making love to you, Wine. But at least can I drink you, please?"

The low husky voice asked with hot fire in his eyes.

"But your parents are outside,"

Wirata whispered. She felt the desire to heat up quickly in her body but tried to put in under control.

"I'll do it gently and don't moan too loud."

"No, doctor strictly forbade the activity."

She repeated.

"Which doctor said that? I have already called my doctor, he said he did not say that."

The harsh voice spoke. Wirata was immediately silent.

"You asked the doctor? I mean my doctor, not your friend."

"Yes, that's right. The doctor said she never says 'NO SEX'. But she only suggested to be careful and to do it gently."

Stefan answered. Now he caught the liar red-handed.

"But..."

"If you don't want it. I won't do it, don't worry my love. But now I just want to touch you the way I wish to, please let me."

He pleaded. Wirata looked down at his face. What could she say?

But she did not have to say anything when he started to put his mouth on her. She leaned back against the wall and let go of her emotions.

Stefan kissed and sucked her gently. Swiping his tongue to taste her hungrily. Every inch of her soft pink petals was so hot and wet. Wirata slowly closed her eyes and let him did whatever he wanted.

"Oh, Wine ... you are so hot ... Cum for me, please. I want to drink you up. I am so thirsty right now."

The voice whispered. He sent his finger in and start to move it rapidly while his tongue licking her sensitive part.

"Ah,..."

Wirata moaned out softly.

"Don't forget we have guests outside."

Wirata said the last statement then had to cry out with pleasure when he focused and worked on her so much. He used his tongue to swipe and flicking quickly. His mouth was sucking until she could not bear the thrilling sensation.

Finally, when he accelerated the rhythm, the tongue, the mouth and the long finger working together to make her moaned out unable to control herself.

The beautiful body was twitching and her soft voice cried out as she reached orgasm point. Her sweet juice flooded out to his mouth and he drank it hungrily as he wished for.