Married With Pilots
Big name Granddad

“See your education background is very good, you graduated from UCL as an Economics graduate,” said Anthonino as his fingers ran over his Macbook keyboard.

“Yes you are not wrong,” Keiko replied.

“You shouldn't have a problem with a job like this, right?” ask Anthonino.

Keiko just laughed lightly revealing her neat rows of teeth.

“Actually I don't understand anything in this world other than music, but if I only research documents, make balance sheets and journals, I can do well, I can do well, like my mommy he is a reliable accountant and he himself designed the economy of our family company,” Keiko replied while flipping through the documents in his hands, Anthonino smiled knots listening to Keiko who started to tell little by little about herself and her family.

They both worked so seriously that they missed a few hours, even without feeling like lunch time had arrived. Keiko closed the last file in her hand.

“I think I'm a little talented to be a secretary,” joked Keiko while thrusting a map on Anthonino.

“But if you're his secretary I'm sure I won't be able to concentrate on working,” replied Anthonino with a teasing grin.

“I'll keep your distance,” kekeh Keiko.

“Alright, I think I should treat my secretary to a good meal because it has worked well,” Anthonino said as he closed the map in his hand.

“Come go eat!” Keiko looked very excited.

“Come here,” Anthonino gave the code for Keiko to get close to him.

Dutifully Keiko got up from her seat and approached her husband, Anthonino grabbed onto Keiko's slender waist.

“You want to eat what baby?” ask Anthonino.

“Anything,” replied Keiko. “But can I eat junk food?”

“Lelya will scold you,” said Anthonino, but in his heart grinned because he was setting a trap.

“I want to eat anything like other girls, just today okay?”

“See first on Lelya,” says Anthonino.

“Can you cooperate with me? Hubby?” asked Keiko with a clear look.

“How to?” Anthonino acted as if he was an innocent man.

“In return you have been a good secretary, I think that's a good idea,” Anthonino pulled keiko's body and sat Keiko's butt gently on her lap, tidying up the hair child near Keiko's ears while fixedly staring at the brown-colored eye bead, their breathing was so close, their eyes were also getting deeper and their lips were slowly meeting, the soft and friendly kiss intertwined perfectly then slowly the land turned into a deep and demanding kiss.

Gasping for breath after the hot kiss came off, Keiko leaned her head against Anthonino's chest, listening to the man's heartbeat sounding toned, not inferior to his own heartbeat that raced so fast.

Keiko stared at the burger in front of her with glistening eyes like she had never eaten a burger from a fast food restaurant scattered in various cities around the world.

Anthonino smiled at Keiko's unique behavior, just by looking at the food his eyes could look sparkling, he seemed to like anything even if it was just a simple thing.

Keiko devoured vigorously the burger in her hand, not like a great pianist, like a normal girl.

“After this we are looking for a gift for your new friend,” said Anthonino.

Keiko nodded, she still did not care about her husband who spoke to her he seemed to concentrate on the burger that was still in his hands.

“Athiya is very lucky, he became a teacher in kindergarten” Keiko said suddenly.

“You are also lucky, you have a talent that not everyone has,” Anthonino said as he looked at his wife's adorable face.

“You know? Since I knew that master Edward Pollini was our grandfather, I was afraid that because my granddad's big name was weighing on me, I was afraid that I could not keep his big name, I was afraid that I could not be as great as my grandad,” This is the first time in Keiko's life she can spill her worries on anyone other than to her father.

“Trust in your ability, I'm sure you can, not necessarily exactly like a granddad, but be yourself,” said Anthonino sage.

“Do you think I can be a reliable pianist?” keiko asked as if she doubted her own ability.

“In this world there are no miracles, there are only skills and skills, you are talented, you try hard, I am sure all your efforts will not be useless,” replied Anthonino in a firm tone.

“Really? I think your theory of miracles is wrong,” denies Keiko.

“I can't be wrong.”

“Alright, you're mr. Right!” Keiko was making fun of her husband and they both laughed crisply.

HAPPY AFTERNOON 😚😚😚

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