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SK105

SK105

Months continue to change, now the age of marriage Alma and Kenzo has been counted 8 months. The two went through a wedding daydream with the same taste. Mutual love, mutual attention and both are getting more compact now. There are no problems that are too disturbing their lives, small fights are common but they manage to solve it well, not infrequently they also solve fights in bed.

Kenzo is looking at Alma who is still engrossed in the kitchen, some months Alma wrestles more often in the kitchen. He tried new recipes given by Mama Kenzo.

"why yank? it's so bad!" alma asked without looking at Kenzo.

"you're so busy now" he replied annoyedly.

"busy also to your stomach" Alma continued with a smile.

Alma is learning to cook Kenzo's favorite directly from his Mama's recipe. It feels very satisfied if it succeeds in managing the tongue of the husband, although Kenzo has never protested the same cuisine Alma.

"great smiles make my stomach distended!" pissed off Kenzo while rubbing his stomach.

"Let's go, get sexy" said Alma as she rolled her eyes.

"sexy fuck! sexy consumption yes!" nagel Kenzo.

He walked up to his wife, hugged her from behind. "Sports with yuk!"

"still in the morning yank" whined Alma spoiled, he knew very well the meaning of the word 'sport' for Kenzo.

"exercise is good in the morning, so soon" Kenzo continued to kiss the wife's shoulder which is opium to him.

"sapek me yank, this is already it"

Behind the body of the wife facing herself, the wife's forehead slowly "thinking what the hell? sports yank, push ups, sit ups"

"owh. kirain sport that" said Alma nyengir.

"morning is perverted, but if you want to, be ready to fight me" said Kenzo as he raised his eyebrows.

"uh right, emoh yank, just a moment" Alma again turned to continue the cooking show.

"sure you don't want to?" kenzo Goda while kissing Alma's neck niche.

Alma desperately tried to resist, but the more he revolted the more delicious it was, Kenzo continued to attack him, his hands began to actively surf, the more he felt it was more delicious, as powerful as ever Alma refused finally melodious and sexy look came out of her tiny lips.

Kenzo smiled in satisfaction as Alma began to swoop down, with her immediately taking off her embrace.

"jogging first" he said as he passed from Alma.

Alma glared at Kenzo's words, she immediately turned to face Kenzo with a sharp gaze, the habit of her husband always teasing her, Alma who was initially rejected but had entered a trap instead left it so, deliberately bergejahilin.

"Yank!" alma shouted as Kenzo ran to the back porch.

Kenzo who intends to exercise finally just sat on the terrace behind his house, looking at the fish in the collan that several months is in the back porch of his house.

Kenzo let out a long sigh, it felt so lonely, for some reason his heart felt empty.not because he was getting tired of Alma, not and never will be. because the more here he's more in love with that little girl. But he certainly felt something was lacking.

Alma who initially wanted to be angry because of Kenzo's squirming instead sat down not so quiet exercise. She let out a sigh, her husband these few days often daydreamed.

"Yaank.." call Alma softly, she's sitting next to Kenzo.

"hmmm" replied Kenzo without squirming Alma

"not a sport?"

"this is another eye sport, squirming fish" joked Kenzo

Alma smiled, leaning her head on Kenzo's shoulder, her eyes closed, always soothing when she was near her husband. It never changes.

Kenzo kisses Alma's hair, carries his wife in a crib. Alma's hands are coiled in Kenzo's abdomen. They were both silent, piercing the fresh morning air and the sound of water gurgling.

"Where are you going today?" ask Kenzo while pulling Alma's hair.

This is a holiday, it has become their habit if the holiday is always stuck for a date together. Last week the two had just returned from Kenzo's parents' home. Almost two weeks living in Surabaya, because Kenzo happened to have a job there.

"at home, you want to be spoiled" said Alma as she slipped her head on Kenzo's chest.

"Both" replied Alma giggling.

Kenzo nyentil forehead the wife soft, "ganjen!" and immediately given a kiss on the forehead bertubi.

The two went back to silence, stabbing at the atmosphere. The couple somehow preferred to keep everything by themselves, they were so reluctant to vary.

"Sorry yank!" said Alma softly.

Kenzo loosened his arms, looking at his wife "why?"

"i'm not pregnant yet"

"no papa yank, don't think about it. We'll enjoy it together first."

"Are you disappointed with me?"

"No, we haven't regained it"

"but yank..."

"don't talk about it yet" Kenzo immediately interrupted Alma's saying "how are we going on vacation?"

Alma smiled and nodded. Kenzo immediately opened his phone looking for tourist destinations they had not visited, he continued to talk about their vacation plans.

The beautiful girl simply smiled as she continued to look at the excited Kenzo. Always this way, when Alma wanted to talk about momongan, Kenzo always tried to divert their conversation. I don't know for what, and Alma himself felt very guilty about it.

Every time he met Bebi and saw his best friend's stomach was already bloated, Alma always screamed in his heart. She had always hoped and wanted to feel the position of the pregnant Bebi. Even all the myths about people who want to get pregnant she lacquered but still has not succeeded. And don't talk about their efforts in bed, both never forget and always the spirit of doing it.

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These few weeks Kenzo always come home late, after going to Kediri last month somehow Kenzo attitude became strange. At that time he went alone because Alma had to nemenin Mama who was sick.

Several times Alma tried to ask always answered again busy business. Even Kenzo sometimes comes home smelly with alcohol, even if he's not drunk. When asked Kenzo reasoned his client drank and he only accompanied.

Alma tried to understand Kenzo's reason, he also continued to be patient when Kenzo several times ignited emotions because of trivial things. Indeed the romance of the two never changed, only Kenzo's attitude is now more reserved and irritable.

"Al, you can't stop doing that. Bosen knows not!" Snap Kenzo.

"You why the hell yank, I'm just a story" Alma protested the most disliked yelled at.

"There can be another story" said Kenzo still upset.

"You know, if you don't want to hear the story, I just want to go away Ken, the more here you get weird, the more people I just want to tell the story you're angry."

"every day I hear your story, but I can't keep talking about it. It's not important to know!" Kenzo was upset about being told to leave.

"If I don't tell you who did Ken tell you?!to another guy?!" Alma is upset.

"It's up to you that Al. Bosen knows!"

"Bosen?! I should have said bosen. every day you mess around. If you think the story mending me working again, can stress me at home with you angry constantly!"

"work?!" Kenzo clenched his teeth, his jaw hardened.

"Yes work, Bisma nawarin yesterday to join her EO"

Actually, this is just the subterfuge of Alma aja, Bisma is indeed nawarin but at that time was immediately rejected as he was, afraid Kenzo would think macem-macem.The relationship of two men had actually improved, the relationship of two men had actually improved, even they went a few times together, but Kenzo's feelings sometimes still remain jealous.

"Bisma?" mumbling Kenzo slowly.

He drew near to Alma with his wife's arm strong. "are you still the same Bhishma?"

"Why would I pick her up? anyway lately you often go home malem not obviously left me!" Alma natap Kenzo sharp.

"Immy!" kenzo Snaps

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