Bojomu My spirit

Baby Arunika Cahya Aryan

"Eh, wrong yes, sorry I'm tense!" Arya rubbed Ajeng's stomach. "Baby baby, this is Papa.. You can go outside, slowly but yes, don't hurt your mama, okay, Papa's beautiful son!"

Crying in pain, both hands clinging to Arya's head that was ducking under her chest, she pulled and hit at will until Arya's look was disheveled.

The doctor began to direct Ajeng to push, his head was visible, the baby was ready to go out and get acquainted with the world.

Arya closed her eyes, her head felt bald, pulled straight by Ajeng as the great throb felt.

"Aaarrrghhh, heeeempppttt .. huuuh, haaah, huuuhh, Maaaaas, sakiiiiiittt... Maaaaaaassc!"

Ajeng arched his back forward, almost touching the head of Arya who was not in the form, Arya herself yelled because her hair was pulled out.

"Deeeeeeaaaaaaaaaarrrrrr, bald me!"

"Heeeeeeeeeeemmmppttttt, Maaaaaaaaass!"

Geeeeekkkk, oeeeeekkkk....

Bruk!

Ajeng threw his limp body with hunting breath, his hands began to release Aryan hair, the man immediately slumped down, rested and saddled.

Not directly carrying her child, Arya felt her head turn bald because of Ajeng's actions, now she massages slowly, hoping her hair is still there.

"What's that?" Arya widened her eyes that were twitching, blood pouring from Ajeng's bed, widened almost to touch her feet. "Dok, my wife is bleeding!"

The doctor poked his head from Ajeng's open foot cover. "I'm still cleaning up the leftovers and sewing the rips, Mr. Arya!"

"Robble, what's ripped? Continues, sewn how much, I should know?!" Arya jumped to the doctor's side, he did not care Ajeng who was willing to curse in his sleeping position, too bad he could not move. "Don't stitch it all up, I won't be able to get in again!"

Huh uh?!

"Doctor, yes aampuunn .. I can feel at home if it's cramped again, crazyaaaa." He ran to the limp side of Ajeng. "Dear, you've become a virgin, crazy .. We can have another first night, Dear, coblosan again!"

Plaque!

Ajeng pull again his hair, not nothing has been discussed coblosan, want him to enter the stomach of the bird shakes this one.

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ARUNIKA CAHYA ARYA,

Arya wrote a sweet name for her beautiful and adorable child, she kissed repeatedly, made the sisters there envious, ask for a kiss.

"Papa so want what style for you there, ahahahah, so it is not in vain can be as beautiful as this, fat, gemesin!" Arya ciumi again, Ajeng left, still sealed, he could not touch until the next 40 days. "Dear, he looks like me!"

"Yaiya, Mas. Wong is your son, if it looks like kang pentol yes I married him!"

"Ahahahahah .." Arya's eyes returned to that adorable little face. "Arrrruunnn, Arunnya Papa Arya, his son Papa the most beautiful of the free world, an anxious child, a fat child, a beautiful child, a good child, a son of Sholehah!" Arya is excited herself, she finds a living doll that she is reluctant to escape from her sling.

"Maas, I'm thirsty!"

Arya looked up, she nodded, with both of her big hands, she could serve two women at once, Ajeng himself was shocked to see Arya who could without hesitation carry their child.

"You thirsty too, dear?" Arya punched Arunika in the cheek, the baby twitched a little, then whined a soft whimper that gradually tightened. "Dear, Arun wants to nen, open up!"

"It's open, here!"

"Wohooo, don't I dong, and I want to nen too, Dear."

Ajeng glared, Arya had already burst, queuing for breastfeeding.