
Almost half an hour, Moana had finally finished breastfeeding Justin. Then, he put it back in the baby box. Then Moana slightly stretched all the muscles of her arms and body, after that just lay down on the bed.
"When was she in the bathroom, what was she doing? Sleep on? Or meditate hihi ... You're a prestige man!"
"People if you want to say what is difficult, rather than playing alone no opponents will not be exciting. Bhaha ...."
Moana laughed amusedly as the mischievous shadows began to creep into her mind. However, the sign that he realized what he said was true.
For the first time an Ernest performed a scene in the bathroom, using his hands.
All of that thanks to the words of Moana and also her eyes that saw sacred objects, so that it managed to wake the little brother who had long fallen asleep.
"Darling, are you still long? If so, I sleep first. Good nights!"
Moana shouted in her long voice while chuckling to herself, while the new Ernest felt relieved after throwing something back tense.
"Sleep, a-hem."
Ernest replied while slightly holding back the sense that was being held at the tip of the horn. She was really confused, why after Moana gave birth to so many changes.
Moana who was originally quiet, immediately turned aggressive and always tried to lure him. However, Ernest still insisted on his stance not to be tempted.
However, in the end tonight was a night that could not stand it. So, Ernest's dislike of having to take out something he never took out, before backfiring.
Unlike the same Moana who had fallen asleep while sleeping on her side facing the bathroom. In a sense of relief, Erenst slowly came out of the bathroom by way of sneaking.
Ernest felt a little nervous, as Moana was about to return to prank him. Merely, when he saw Moana had fallen asleep, his heart immediately felt relieved.
"Huhh, he finally went to sleep as well. Thank God, where the Gatot oil changes instead of delicious, even more tense. Is it because over time yes, the setting has not been right? Akhh, you know. After all, all this time I only touched Moana once, it was also in an unconscious state. After that no longer, just why when I saw the sacred object that Gatot immediately woke up?"
Ernest ruffled his own hair in frustration. Either it was because of the Gathoth, or because he was trying to eliminate the thoughts that were inside his head.
Slowly, Ernest climbed into the bed without wanting to wake his wife. First he fell asleep on his back to Moana, but again changed his position to be supine looking up at the sky.
However, he still could not fall asleep. It seemed that the shadows of the sacred objects were becoming more and more apparent. Finally, little by little Ernest began to venture to change his position.
His eyes looked at Moana's face, without realizing it his hand moved to justify his wife's little haircut.
"Your face is beautiful, what else is your good heart. Just, I don't know why I can't forget that. I still can't believe it was me who did it. Only, everything has been proven. So, I can't dodge it."
Ernest spoke in his heart as he stroked Moana's cheek slowly. Ernest was already aware of the love he felt, but the ego still made him to always be in the incident, without wanting to go through it.
"Errrgh ...."
Moana squirms to change her position to be supine, until it succeeds to make Ernest surprised and immediately pretends to sleep facing him.
A few minutes, when no longer heard Moana's voice. Slowly Ernest opened his eyes, peering at him. His eyes instantly widened, as he did not believe the same what he had seen at this moment.
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