Desire Wild Wife Savings

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Idris and Nur arrived at his residence, when Magrib arrived. Nur asks Dinda where she is to the butler. Nur wanted to make sure, whether Dinda had gone home or not.

"Non Dinda's still in Madam's study. Just after finishing the Magrib prayer, Non Dinda returned to the study." Answer the butler politely.

"Oowww... Kirain he and Mark had gone home "nur said, rushing to the study, which Idris had been following.

When he arrived in front of the study, he was quite surprised to see the door of the room slightly open. Plus there was a strange sound coming from inside the room.

Nur who was curious, finally peered at the door slit daei.

"God.. They even fuck here. Can't stand what else, do it in their home" said Nur shook his head in wonder at the behavior of Dinda and Mark. The one kissing on the couch. And Mark's hand is seen playing the twin mounds that are getting denser and plump.

"There is no such thing as Mark. Come on, we do too. Look at them, I want to." Idris said slowly in Nur's ear. Which makes Nur's rome feathers bristled.

"iihi.. Hubby's.. I know." Nur rubbed his ears. Idris was surprised. His hand pushed the door open.

Couples who again mensum inside, made surprised, confused, clumsy and embarrassed, fix each other's appearance.

Hehe..

Nur laughed grimly, because they romanticized Mark and Dinda disturbed. "Please continue in your house?!" said Nur Cengengesan, mocked Mark and Dinda.

Dinda was so embarrassed, she dared not look at Nur and Idris. While Mark, who was embarrassed as well, was seen holding back a laugh.

"Yes the big lady. Okay, we're going home. I hope there are no more distractions. I'll deactivate my phone!" mark was still smiling. Grabbing the wife's hand, holding her gently. Dinda followed her husband. Still looking down embarrassed at Idris and Nur.

"Yes, tonight won't be a distraction." Idris let out a small laugh looking at Mark, whose face was flushed with embarrassment. "But tomorrow, you have an important task."

"Good boss. Married pamit." Mark said politely.

" Nur, we go home first huh?!" finally, Dinda opened her voice.

"Yes Din, play heart huh? remember, in your womb there's my daughter-in-law." Nur. Ckk Ckkkx.. Ckkp. Nur laughed off.

"Basic, candidates for sexual behavior have no morals." Dinda said, before they fell out of front of Nur and Idris.

Haha..

Nur laughed in satisfaction, seeing Mark and Dinda walking towards the elevator with a grumble, a little conversation, Dinda blamed Mark. Because Mark was the one who bothered Dinda while working.

Hhuuff.....

"Unexpectedly, Dinda is paired with Mark. And they look happy in their marriage. Even though Mark at the beginning did not like Dinda, eehh.. It's not like it's bad for you now." Said Nur, returning the gaze of Idris who had been faithful to look at him.

"That's a soul mate, we'll never know who our soul mate will be. Without being asked to wait, the soul mate must meet at the end of the wait." Idris hugged Nur's waist, pulling the woman closer to him.

"You what?" Nur put his hands around her husband's neck.

"You do what Mark and Dinda do." Idris said softly, bringing his face closer to the wife's reddened face, as she blushed in shame.

Nur was silent, eyes filled with love returned the eyes of the husband. Idris's face was close to his. He also tilted his face a little, making a square for mutual assistance.

One

Two

Nur closed both of his eyes. Preparing to welcome the lips of the husband, anchored in the lips festive soft chery.

Three.

"Dad.. Mother..!"

Byur...

The desire was dim, They did not realize that Ma was next to them.

Hehee..

The two grinned, enduring the shame on the little boy.

"Uuppp.. I didn't see Dad's koq, mommy.!" said the little boy, with a small laugh. Mayang .alah closed both his eyes with his fingers open, so that he could still see his father and mother.

"Heheeh... Mayang will often see father and mother soan!" mayang said seriously, pecking the index finger, as a code of people who are kissing.

"What..?" nur herman was ashamed. "Next time don't look like that, son!" idris said he warned the princess.

"You didn't accidentally...!" The little boy pinched Idris' nose.

"Yes, next time. Look at that cake again."

"I close my eyes." Mayang replied quickly, cutting Idris' speech. His hands closed his eyes and the little girl smiled mockingly.

"God... It's kid!" Idris gemes, he summarized the head of the princess with his hands. Wanting it he mempites his daughter's pites, so furious.

Haha..

She laughed at her husband and son. Idris and Mayang's conversation sounded funny.

"Emmm... Look at your bunda so laugh." Idris hilariously shoulders Nur, embracing him with his right hand. While the left hand, is holding Mayang in his carrying. They passed through the hallway of the gedong house, towards the room.

"You're both funny." Nur said with a big smile to look at her husband and son.

Arriving in the room. They're heading for the balcony. Mayang sat Idris on the sofa, which Nur had sat down on first. Tonight the sky is beautiful and bright. So many coconut stars are flickering, and the night is illuminated by the moon.

The waiter also came with food. Yes, that was when Nur got home. He asked the waiter to bring food to the room. They'll have dinner on the balcony. Of course in an instant everything could be prepared by their servants. Because the number of servants in the mansion was quite a lot. And most of the servants, Nur brought from his village. And his salary exceeds the salary of PNS group IV.

"Emmm.. Tomorrow I'll take you to the village?" mayang asked, looking seriously at Idris, then turned to look at Nur.

"Darling for school, baby." Idris replied, after gulping water from a glass. He actually educated Mayang. So that when eating do not talk. But, look at the boy who forgot the rules.

"Emmm... I don't want to go to school anymore. The teacher's mother is evil, chatty!" his weakness displayed his regretful expression.

Nur's forehead shriveled at Mayang's words. As far as he knows, the teacher at Mayang school is kind, loving and gentle. Koq said chatty.

"Why do you say the teacher is evil, dear?" asked Nur curiously.

"out.. Teacher Nindy's mother, angry with me..!" Hu hu hu hu... Mayang even cried bitterly. He was sad, but his behavior looked funny. Yes, every behavior Mayang, must be funny.

Idris stroked Mayang's head, trying to silence him. "Wicked why, baby..!?" Idris asked with a sorry face.

"Bu Nyndy instead, because I farted in class." Hua.. The Hua..

The crying became hysterical. It wasn't just Nyndy's teacher who reprimanded him. The other students laughed at him.

"Dear, if you fart, not in a crowded place. Excuse me first, the fart's in the toilet." Obviously Idris, still trying to silence Mayang who is still crying. Nur was laughing out loud. That made Mayang even more upset. It's not just schoolmates who laugh. The mother too, she was sebel.

"And the teacher's mother's number, fart should not be held. The wind must be removed. At that time, I wanted to let go of your wind." Helga ... The Hua... The Hua..

Idris could not help but laugh as well.

Kwkwkwkwk..

"I'm going with you to laugh." Mayang sulked, folded both hands on the chest, and threw away his face.

"Sorry baby, your story is funny. Sorry huh?" to the princess. While Nur, still as comfortable as a smile watching Mayang and Idris interact.

"Nobody funny..!" said Mayang annoyed, staring at both parents.

Idris lifted Mayang, placing him on his lap. "Dear, not funny koq. Already yes, do not cry anymore." melap tears Mayang that flooded her smooth cheeks chaby.

"Dad must punish Nyndy's mother. Nyndy's mother was wrong."

"Yes, tomorrow I'm going to your school. Nyndy's mother's law." Idris said softly. Holding back a laugh, he stared at Nur before him. The one from earlier also held back his laughter.

"Tomorrow I won't go to school. I'm going to the village." Saying Mayang again.

"Yes, Mayang's coming with the koq baby." Nur Sahut, his hand stuck out pinching the chubby cheek.

Nur to the village, want to pilgrimage to the mother's grave. They will be in the village. Returning from the village, he will do a seven-monthly event.

TB