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"Is there a wicked Mother at this time?"
The question of his youngest son was certainly making the heart of the woman with the standard jumped in shock, he who was as normal as possible to behave but still felt different for AgaSyah who had just returned home.
"Nothing, everything's fine, son."
"But Aga's feelings are not good either, Bun," he asserted while suspicious if there is something hidden by the owner of the highest throne in his life.
"They're over-flavored, you must be tired, right? let's rest there. Later we will have the same dinner when PanDa has come home," said Ibun while rubbing the cheeks of his favorite child who is now the husband of a woman who is near them.
Aga just nods, he does not believe because the radiance of the eyes of Ibun is not as usual, there is a sense of pleasure mixed with sadness. But, Aga can not force to be honest because however everyone has the right to tell a story or not for what he feels.
"Yes, I went up first" she said, again taking Deeva's hand, not only the husband because the woman did the same.
It would be a lie if it did not feel awkward because there was never any communication between the two women before finally being both legitimate to be Pradipta's son-in-law.
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Aga opens the door but Deeva enters the room first. Do not ask as amazed as to how the woman feels who is now standing in the middle of a very spacious room and contains luxury goods. Shades of white Ash add to the impression of comfort and elegance.
"If you don't like it, you can change as you like, dear," whispered Aga while coiling her hands around her flat stomach.
"It's good, even I like it. There is no need for anything in the fox, Ga," Deeva replied subtly.
"Aga just want Deeva comfortable and more comfortable in the room," he whispered again, this time his voice was quite heavy because it was in the company with hands that began to rise to the top, where else if not to one of the chewy meat mounds that became his favorite toy these days.
"Aargh, Aga! don't be strong on remAaSsnyA!"
"Bring there, remember the message of Ibun right? we're having dinner together." Deeva brushed off her husband's hand from the area challenging hers.
"PanDa is still a long time home, misalah the grasshopper infiltrate first play tupu tupu tupu," he said spoiled while raising his eyebrows, not to mention a smile that immediately makes Deeva feel unable to refuse..
"So!"
"Come on, Deeva wants to, too, right? nih tupu tupu must have been wet," whispered Aga with one hand gently swiping the grasshopper's nest to drown before finally Gumoh.
"What the hell, no ah!" the attitude and mouth that is much different it makes Aga anxious until he holds Deeva ala bridal Style to bed. He lay in the middle with Aga ready to be on top.
"Ga, I want to take a shower" Deeva said, still trying to resist, though not wholeheartedly.
"In addition to a while, the head of the trunk is very big," he said, who woke up and opened his pants.
Deeva who saw and seemed to be being pointed at by the boneless meat was only able to swallow strong saliva.
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There's Marmut all over Kedongdong... EmUutt dong...
The miss of Mr. Marimar has already launched yes next door but 🤣🤣.. in wait for the Absence of the Elephant and Python troops 🤭🤭