Daddy's Choice Husband

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Aleta fell asleep first, the activity just made her power drained. Malik pulled his wife's body into his arms, several times he buried his lips in his forehead. Malik is really happy.

His prayer is fulfilled, may it be like this forever. As drowsiness began to strike, he slept, sleeping in a state of hugging his wife. The wait is not in vain, the struggle to get Aleta's heart must sacrifice her soul as her man becomes a little ferocious. If it wasn't for her bravery back then, how could Aleta have gotten pregnant this fast.

At midnight, Aleta woke up from her sleep. The cold weather hit, how not cold, he slept in a state of not wearing clothes. He wanted to go back to sleep, but he was hungry.

Inevitably, she also woke up her husband. Aleta shook her husband's body. And Malik felt that, he quickly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" malik asked as he pulled his wife's body into his arms.

Aleta did not answer, but the woman drew abstractly on her husband's chest. And that makes Malik a little amused.

"Don't tease me! Do you want responsibility!"

Aleta looks upset, she's hungry! Not to fight. Her pregnancy hormones made her anger go up.

"What's up, baby? Do you want anything?" Aleta nodded, then she moved up and sat her body while grabbing the blanket.

Knowing his wife woke up, he also woke up. Malik looking for clothes that he had thrown somewhere. Because it's in the dark room, so he doesn't know where his shirt is. The lights are also turned on. Aleta glared at the light from the lamp, she narrowed her eyes. Not long after the glare was gone.

And Malik immediately took his clothes lying on the floor, he quickly put them on.

"Get me my shirt," Aleta's pinta.

Malik picked up a new shirt in his wife's closet. He took a pajama shirt that models without arms, a rope in the shoulder with a length above the thigh. It was smart that he chose clothes for his wife.

Quickly, Malik immediately put his clothes on. Even without the daleman, until the tip of the twin mountain is very prominent from behind the clothes. Ah .. Aleta's circumstances really tempt faith. If he did not remember his wife was starving, he would have eaten her right now.

"Quick! Her child is sluggish," Aleta said. Malik looked at her with lust.

Aleta stood on the bed, while Malik stood on the floor. Malik approached, and Aleta was like a koala child struggling on the mother's body. Malik holds his wife, with Aleta's legs curled right around her husband's waist.

It was a little hard when Malik was about to open his door, because he was holding the weight of his wife's body. Sensitive to that, Aleta opened the door. Malik smiled at his wife, as did Aleta.

Their lips were back in chains, even in the kitchen was still not separated. Upon his arrival in the kitchen, Malik sat his wife's body on the kitchen table.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Malik.

"Fried noodles," Aleta replied with a smile.

Anxious, Malik slightly rattled his wife's hair. Aleta did not like her hair being scrambled, she pursed her lips sulking.

"My wife looks pretty when she's so sweet."

Instead of being happy to get compliments, Aleta does not even want to be said to be beautiful. She thought she was beautiful if she was smiling, no longer a manyun like her now.

"Quick! I can't hold back his hunger."

Malik hurriedly lit the stove. Like a good cheff he plays his spatula. Aleta was happy to see her husband's attractions.

"Taste you good, why not just open a culinary business?"

Malik glanced at Aleta, like asking for more explanation.

"Yes so cheff, definitely will do," kekeh Aleta.

"I'm a cheff for my wife, not for anyone else. Because I'm the only one who'll spoil your tongue" Malik said, kissing his wife's lips.

There is no lazy word, Malik is always on when Aleta asks for something. In fact, it's already two in the morning. Not felt, fried noodles so.

"Is it not nausea?" malik asked, because yesterday, Aleta had nausea to smell the fry-fried aroma.

"Had been to the doctor yesterday, so it wasn't too nauseous" Aleta replied.

Malik smashed his food on the table, after which, he returned to his wife. Still with style. After sitting Aleta down, Malik feeds his wife a meal. Aleta took over the fork in Malik's hand, and she fed him.

Sometimes they joke. In the kitchen it sounded noisy, already like a person who was just being sahur. After eating, Malik gave him a drink. Anyway, Malik really made Aleta Queen.

"Sleep now?" Aleta.

"No sleepiness! Watching yuk tv?"

Malik also obeyed, even though he was sleepy. What's more, he had to get up early. Because Uncle Jonas told him to come tomorrow.

They are now in the tv room. There's no show that entertains Aleta. The girl continued to look for channels whose impressions were interesting. After several times pressing the remote button, he finally got a chanel that shows a good nail.

"Look! The show was exciting" Aleta said.

But with no answer from her husband, Aleta looked at Malik. Her husband even sleeps, even a soft snoring from Malik. Aleta rubbed Malik's cheeks overgrown with fine feathers.

Feeling someone touch him, Malik just caught the hand. Kiss it repeatedly. Malik sleeps in a sitting position. Because Aleta's hand was still held, Malik pulled it.

Leads Aleta to sit on her lap. Malik opened his eyes, he saw a red hue on his wife's face. Aleta was timid but willing, making Malik even more chuckling.

Malik immediately grabbed his wife's lips. Ah ... It looks like Malik is going back to diving. Crossing the sea and even climbing mountains.

Both of them were hunted with turbulent desires. They do it on the couch, which is not a problem for them. The important thing is that it is comfortable and delicious, that is enough for Malik.

The man again groaned, even the one they had now reached the peak at the same time. Aleta's been an opium to Malik. After that, Malik immediately carried his wife to take her to a more comfortable place.

"Sleep, huh? It's over the bed limit, I don't want you to get sick." Malik pulled out a blanket, covering his wife's already cold body. One hour they fought on the couch.

And now, they're really sleeping.

The day turned into morning. The sun started to light up the earth, its light had already started to break through into the rooms. His light was so dazzling to the eyes.

Malik who felt exposed to the sun immediately blinked his eyes.

"What time is this?" Malik looked towards the wall clock installed in his room. "Damn, I'm bad luck." Malik ignored his wife, he immediately moved and rushed to the bathroom. Remember that he already had an appointment with Uncle Jonas. But, he's too late. Nothing has disappointed me yet.

Malik cursed to himself. Because last night could not control themselves, it finally became this way. When Malik had taken a bath and put on his clothes, Aleta woke up. She saw her husband was very neat.

"Where is he going?" Aleta sees her husband's unusual appearance than usual. From head to toe, Malik looks very wow.

Aleta sat her body leaning on the back of the bed. And Malik realized that his wife was awake.

"I go first, there is business" Malik said as he tidied up his tie. "Today I start work, you remind me what I said yesterday?"

"She said. What sort of odd jobs with such neat clothes?" Aleta was busy with her own thoughts.

Seriate.