DADDY'S! (Among 2 Wives Revenge)

Chapter 45# Realizing Feelings

"Geeeerr's... Hahahah, I ate you..."

"You cheated, Surya!"

"Where there is, crocodiles do eat people's heads."

"iihi... Get your hands off my face, you idiot. Hoeek.the smell of jigong, I swear!"

"Hehehe... It was a lap iler!"

Night at night with the lights off. The twins even play shadow using the reflection of candlelight. Their faint voices faintly sounded to the neighboring house near Dewun. But reluctant to reprimand because it is a mager in each bed.

"Now, I'm back! Nih... Feel it!" The light hit Surya's head in agitation. Afterwards, they laughed together and went back to playing the shadow of their hands. Sometimes it becomes a bird, a crocodile and a giant head of Light. The game is simple but very fun for both of them who already have no burden because their parents are complete together in plain sight.

Dew had smiled a happy smile to see the ignorant behavior of Surya who always disturbed the Light.

In the Storm, the man even silently pouted behind the candlelight, could be his two children wake up in the middle of the night. Disturbing her who is again pedekate to Dewun. In fact, earlier he had managed to hug the Dew with a fear mode of rumbling sounds from the sky.

"When do you sleep anyway? Sleep again, gih!" The storm asked as well as forced the two leaks back to sleep.

"We can't sleep with the lights off, Dad." Surya replied that he did not understand the intention of the storm. Then back to playing, chuck.

Dew glanced at the face of the Storm that looked asemic. "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first!"

Not sleepy the problem. Ah... It's hard! It's hard!

"Celonin dong!"

Rounded Dew Eyes. It could be the usual Bad Storm teasing mischievous in front of his two children. Wear another blink of an eye. Basic flirty! Thankfully, the two boys were playing.

"Eyeh..." Dew is surprised at the movement of the storm that is playing put his head on the shoulder. "What the hell? Heavy tau!" Dew's hands brushed off that head to get away. Successfully, because the Storm was deliberately going to drop his head on the thigh of Dew who was splashing on the carpet as a pillow. Then smiled sweetly at the Dew glaring at him. Bodo. The important thing is to have a comfortable pillow.

" I want to too!"

Well, it's not just the Storm that wants a cushion made in the thighs of the Dew. Surya followed the spoiled, sleeping on his side thigh. In the follow-up Light was the same storm because it did not get a place.

Dew to open the lid of his mouth that was about to protest but was held back by the noise of Light and Surya that no one wanted to budge. It was a commotion but warm in the eyes.

" Caca his pillow is on Dad's arm only!"

The storm mediates her twin debate by widening the base of her arms to cushion Light. Without his three loved ones knowing, he felt overwhelmed in his dejavu-an in his childhood which is also often confused with the other two twins.

"Don't you, Dad?" tanya Light ensure.

Smiling spontaneously hearing it. While Surya, he was busy playing a game application on the Storm mobile phone that he accidentally found next to the fall.

"No! Try asking Mother! Mother just doyan. Isn't that right, Nda?" The storm shrank his voice. Teasing the wife who is still pretentious to be a quiet and pretentious wife ignores her.

"Aren't you, Nda?" The light asked obediently according to the order of the Storm. Making the Storm smile as the Dew lost the word.

"Kok quiet, Nda? What smells it?" insist Light. He wanted to fall but hesitated as well. Fear of the smell of snoring.

"Scent, uh smell!" Answer the awkward Dew. Anyway, how does he know. Wong has never been caught in a storm. Dissent.. Slovenly, that must be a wry asem.

"Which is right? What smells smell? Try it, Mommy kisses mustain for Caca!"

Uh, this kid turned up. Inner Dews. But the dongkolnya to the Storm that caused the soul to be careless Light thrashed.

"Come dong, Mother. Cobain kiss. What does it smell like?" Haha ... The storm held its laughter in its heart. He has also installed the base of his other arm for Dew kiss. Moodbooster Storm now is teasing Dew.

"Come on, Ca. Mother try to kiss ya." Buuutts...

Aargh...

Storm screaming. Instead of being kissed, the Dew in fact even plucked two at a time armpit hair. Feel it! Who told you to challenge him.

"Haha... It hurts, Dad?" The light chuckled with laughter while anchoring his head at the base of the Storm's arm that had been offered by the father.

"It doesn't hurt, does it, Dad?" One the same, Dew asked a sneer like the Storm had teased him.

"No, take it out again. Niii...!" The storm is challenging. I love to hear the cute sound of the Dew calling him 'Yah'. He knows, if it's a mockery, but in his ears it feels sweet gulali sweet. Until the fur is exhausted, he will resign as long as the Dew always calls him Ayang uh Dad.

"Surya, put the phone down and go to sleep. You too, Ca. It's two o'clock in the night!" Dew diverts the conversation by telling her two children. There is no reason if he continues to serve the Storm that deliberately sought his attention.

The twins were forced. Closing his eyes without any intention to move to a room that is still dark, dead lights.

In the dim light of the candlelight, Dew hinted his eyes at the Storm to get away from his thighs. But the man ignored her immediately closed his eyes.

"I'm actually sleeping sitting down!" dumel Dew in the heart that can not move to the Storm in front of the eyes and hearing of his children.

Because it was drowsy, a few minutes later, Dew fell asleep in a sitting state while leaning his back to the wall.

The real storm pretended to be asleep, immediately opening his eyes. Move the small head of Light that was on his arm. Then lift the tiny body into the room. So too with Surya. And finally, Dew he put as much heart as possible onto the pillow so as not to disturb his sleep. Not to forget, the blanket he wrapped into the body Dew limited to the neck. Fear of khilaf because the Dew cleavage is exposed. He did not want to take advantage of the opportunity in narrowness. Although it is halal for her, Storm still wants to ask for Dew's willingness to be sincerely born inward.

"Good night.." murmured Storm. Straight, kiss the forehead Dew full of affection. Then close the fall. Sleeping with the Dew on the carpet one pillow together with the hand is coiled comfortably on the surface of the waist Dew.

Enjoy the halal hug.

***

Tok tok...

Assalamualaik...

In the morning, the Dew who was preparing breakfast, disturbed by the knock on the door accompanied by the sound of greetings from the door. Immediately he turned off the stove and moved towards the door.

"Italy...!" Deway answered while opening the door of his house.

Uh... Five young mothers but widows why is it so compact to his home? Where uda dantiannya excessive again. I'll go to the invitation. But sek... Dew reluctantly blinked, the five widows in front of him also compactly brought food. There are fried bananas, fresh toast in the topping shaped love, there is fried rice printed love as well, fried chicken thighs, and boiled yams.

"You want to sell?" ask the curious Dew. "But how does the sale not use a box or what is it? This is even using an aesthetic plate?"

"Hehehe... Dew can be. It's it's for A'a who says she lives at Dew's' house."

A'a? Who is meant by them?

"Silence anyway, Ma'am. Here, make A'a. Accepted yes. Hopefully coming home from his morning run, A'a tea wants to eat it."

Oooohh... Hearing the word jogging bin run in the morning, immediately the brain of Dew is fixed to the Storm. Her husband and her two children were allowed to run in the morning while enjoying the village air that is rarely obtained in the city, he said. But Dewun did not expect that her husband spread charm to this young widow.

"Yes, yeah...!" inner Dew jealous.

"Come, Ma'am, take dong!"

Let them leave quickly, Dewun was forced to take food from the five women he knew as villagers. They also do not hesitate to send greetings to the handsome A'a he said, without any fear of him who incidentally is his wife.

"You know what A'a you mean is my husband?" ask Dewun. Don't want her husband taken by this experienced widow.

"Let's go! A'a already talked to one of the people in our village. Directly viral the name of the mother's husband who wow that. Iiihi... Elus deh. Gerrr... It must be hard how it is!"

"JUST!"

Kabuuuurr.... The lioness roars. The five women who were looking for and were actually the Storm's men, ragged glasses.

"Definitely a storm of charm out there! Just watch out!" Dew nostrils seem to emit smoke. In his heart, he felt jealous. "It turns out my heart loves him!" Aware of the fear of loss and jealousy, Dewun also admitted his feelings. But still, the Storm waiting it needs to be warned hard that no wear bangetzzz, spread the charm.

"Is there a pellet, right?" Fried rice in the form of love, Endous dews endus like cats. Other foods he lyrics with a sour face.

"Love Mr. Mamat. If there's a pellet, Mr. Mamat will. How do you know if you can marry five mbak earlier at once." This time, his emotions were dampened. Smile proud of his idea. He also brought hard-earned food to the old widower's house next door.