Bojomu My spirit

Bojomu My spirit
Pregnant Gymnastics Failed



"Mas, don't fuss if you follow me to get pregnant!"


Arya mangosteen, not a matter of Ajeng afraid her husband glanced at the nurse or maybe other pregnant women, Ajeng more afraid of the whipped bird wake up and ask for rations at the wrong time, the danger is definitely when they are pregnant gymnastics, just behind Ajeng's back feel the hard objects her husband asked to be pampered, his mind will definitely not focus.


"Gue got groggy, scared you're this out of the way."


"Arya's mom not ready to be a dad?"


Arya nodded quickly, not that. "Waituin lo. lahiran, Dear. Not dear I can bear lo lo pain, there I giggle later who help you lahiran if long!"


"Hush, don't do that, it's long or not depending on my cooperation with your child, say that's why his son, if the malem invited to chat, don't be visited, he likes to talk to you, Mas!" Put Arya's hand on her stomach, let the man feel the waves coming from her stomach.


Arya's eyes turned bright, she knelt down in front of Ajeng, placed her face right in front of that belly, sniffed and then she kissed repeatedly, she stuck her ear there.


"Baby sweet, can't wait to go outside yes, same, papi also can't wait for you to be here, want to be invited to the village muterin while the snack, eheheh, keep stopping at the end mosque, we pray together, will we?"


"Gee!" Ajeng shrieked as his stomach responded to Arya's words, they chuckled together. "That's what I said, Mom. He likes to talk to you, knows his father, ehehehe."


"How do you not know, people every mallem meet, Dear. She must be beautiful, eheheh, she wants to ngusel every day if she's born, want to kiss, ahahah...."


Ajeng let Arya continue to chatter in front of his stomach, after all their children like this closeness, Ajeng imagine a small child similar to Arya, would want him to hug every day.


With his face in check, Arya completely ignored them, she focused on the wife and the example movement in front of her.


"Mas!" Ajeng glared to look at Arya, his eyeballs turned down, it could be that the shaken bird woke up at the wrong time, just because it was clinging to Ajeng's hip. "That's a loh!"


Arya was grinning, she couldn't just stop. "Dear, he's sensed that Deket is the same lo!"


"Heh, but this is gymnastics again, how Ajeng can move well if he wakes up like that, odd on the back!"


"Can, Dear. You face it, I can follow you and guide you, I swear!" instead of retreating, Arya pressed Ajeng's hips, feeling soft and hard into one. "Enterrance!"


Ajeng increasingly glared at Arya, know this Ajeng rent who is willing to share her gymnastics pregnant, other husbands are safe all, no one wakes up, no one wants to take part in gymnastics pregnant, the whipped bird wakes up on its own, if he can pull it out, it will be installed again.


"Mas, my goodness, there!"


"Sst, Dear. If you protest a lot, I take you to the hotel now!" threaten her.


Ajeng then took off both hands Arya moving in her stomach. "Yawis come on, to the hotel!"


"Dear?"