Larasati & Mr. Regent
Tim

That night Ais was being massaged by her husband. Farid massages Ais's legs while playing cell phone. The ice is no longer active in the hospital. Because he had to take care of his two sons.

Yes, Hilal had a younger brother when he was exactly one year old. Said the man called it a snub. When she found out she was pregnant again, she cried. Shame if people say.

But Farid and his father-in-law always strengthened him. So that he can accept the trust.

Hilal's brother was named Habib. The two boys slept with their grandmother.

"Mas, what are you tired of? How do you want to mijitin my feet? Your work is getting more and more dear"

Farid is still focused on his phone. "Hmm? Tired? I'm tired if I see you and the kids"

"Lha you also every holiday help me sleep, mopping, clothes drying, ngajak play children. You're not tired either?"

"Now, what the hell? We're a team. Household is so. We have to be solid as a team. We cannot educate parents to love our children individually. We should be together.

Anyway yes, tired I'm not equal tired just as tired you take care of all the needs of our family dear"

Ais smiled at her husband's answer. "Aren't you afraid to say the same thing? Later if you say it would be the jongosnya bininya anyway? Piye?"

Farid stopped playing his phone and looked at Ais. "Who said that? Wh who? I want to teach you a lesson about the household. I told you anyway, the household is like a dear team. There is no such thing as a husband so jongos his wife, wife so babu her husband.

We should be together. Because we are one goal. So if anyone thinks like that it means the way he thinks needs to be taken care of!"

"Aaaahh, so sweet. Here don't love kiss first" Farid swung his lips and got a kiss from Ice.

He again incised Ais's feet while playing a cell phone. "Are you sure you're willing to help me?"

"Yes mother, sincere father born inner help you. Eh yank, look at this" Ais saw the video that was on Farid's phone.

"What?" asked Ais confused.

"Iki you know, little wedok boy, ayu nemen. You do not want to ngunu yank give mas maneh gift? (This is a little girl, very pretty. You don't want to give gifts to me again?)"

Ais understood Farid's point of conversation. "Gah, wegah, wes loro wae enough. Iling slogan KB sing heralded gemborno pak Duta mas, loro enough, lanang wadon podo wae (Males, males, it's two enough. Remember the slogan KB yanh heralded pak Duta mas, two enough, female men are the same)"

"Lha wong iku is just heralded kemborke kok, mr. Duta karo bu Laras wae anake papat. Yo yank, let's gawe maneh (lha it's just heralded kok, mr Duta and bu Laras only his four children you know. Yes yank, let's make it again)"

Ice head gnarl. "Maaaas, you are. You never get sick" protested Ais.

"In fact, in fact Habib also directly brojol you know. Yuk yank, hopefully be a yank girl. Yes yes yes?" he asked with a mischievous smile and lay down at his wife's side.

"Yes, you husbands are happy when they have many children. We're the ones that are chipped"

"Will be a girl wear what style? Nunjing or what?" ask Farid while unbuttoning the ice pajamas. Ais was even embarrassed to be asked Farid so.

"Style free!" ais answered and put her hand around Farid's neck. Farid began to attack Ais. And the night gets warm when it rains.

Finished making love they throw each other a smile "Tomorrow off your IUD yes, mas want our family crowded. In our old age, we are not lonely. Love is with you"

"Yes-yes, tomorrow I come to Citra to release the IUD"

"Well, the team has to be compact. Habib has been two years, Hilal has also been 3 years. I miss the baby crying"

"Hmm, your style, yesterday-yes they cry you are even confused really"

"Hehehe, I've learned from yank's past. Ah, I want to have a girl. Uh, I'm gonna say something important"

Ais stroking her husband's hair. "What mas?"

"If you move tasks, you agree?" Ais knitted her brows.

"Moved? Out of town means?" Farid nodded.

Ais thought glaring. "We're an LDR?" tanyanya sad.

Farid smiled looking at his wife's expression. "Fear of LDRan is the same? Hmm?" Ice put his face on Farid's chest.

"Can't if the LDRan is the same you mas" he said.

"Mas nglajuh really, mas go home every day baby. If I take you and the kids move pity lonely mom. Don't be sad, dong. Didn't think you were this sad. It used to be ice! It's cold!" tease Farid who got a pinch on his stomach.

"My love for you is growing bigger every day, baby. You nurture it with love every day"

Farid kissed his wife's forehead. "Thank you for loving me. Tomorrow don't forget, unplug the IUD"

"Yes, bawel! If the result is a guy again how is mas?"

"Yes make it again, it's hard. Wkwkwkw"

"His son, by the way, make it again, you think we're making a cake, if you fail try again? Ha?"

Farid got a very loud pinch in his stomach making him stir without a sound. Afraid to raise their children.

"Sick yank! The red! If the red is because it is not papa. It's got your pinch"

"Yes, you're talking about it" replied Ais sebel.

"Hahaha, whatever is later entrusted to you is accepted. Three is enough. I don't know if I will change my mind again. Hehe"

Ais just smiled "Sak karepmu mas. As long as we are fair to share our affection with them"

"Again, it has begun to tense down" Farid said, flipping his wife's body to become recumbent.

"Free mas, there's still the IUD"

"No papa, not yet. I miss you"

"Change the reason"

"Do you want to be cursed with an angel at dawn?" Farid threatened with the ultimate proposition.

"Yo don't want to, I'm yours, satisfied tonight. Because rarely can we be together like this"

"Yes, fortunately I persuaded mas successfully. Wkwkwkw"

"You're planning on this, right? My husband's fuckin' pervert, huh?" Farid showered his wife with kisses and returned to lovemaking.

They re-united the body. Enjoy the rhythm of the game. We need each other.

That is the meaning of home. Build a solid team to go to the common goal of being a soul mate to His jannah.

.

.

.

Like

Votes

Comes

Tip