Desire Wild Wife Savings

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Because of Mark's injured leg, scratched into a coconut tree. Be it tonight, Dinda is busy taking care of her husband. Which according to him is very spoiled and fussy, exceeding toddlers who are not healthy. Left for a moment just whining.

"sick... Sick Butet...!" mark complained, his legs felt even more painful. So also with the navel objects are also a little blisters. To reduce his pain. Thighs and sensitive organs it should be fan-fed like satay.

"Yes, this is again fanned dear." Said Dinda softly, holding a smile, he felt Mark's behavior was very funny.

"The fan is firmer Tet!" tell Mark, his white face is now reddened, annoyed by the incident this afternoon in the wrong, when the coconut warm. I don't know why he looked at that young coconut. Without preparation and safety, he climbed the coconut tree. He was wearing material pants.

"If not, I'll get you a fan first." Dinda moved from her seat. They were sitting on the bed. Mark with his legs wide open was covered in a sarong, leaning against the head bord templar bed, while Dinda sat cross-legged next to Mark. His hand held the fan, to fan Mark's leg.

"Emmmmm-fr... Which one is now, or when cut first?" Said Dinda still smiling. His hands move like scissors.

Next to the man's eyebrows raised, "In the cut? circumcised? circumcision time you mean Tet....?" ask Mark with his sour face. Pinching the nose of the wife's nose. The one from earlier was constantly teasing him.

"Haha... Uh-h... Take-off....!" Dinda kept Mark's hand away from his nose. "It hurts to know!" his grunt was upset, rubbing his nose by throwing a face at Mark. The fan show stops.

"That's all complaining of pain. Why don't you have the least respect for your husband Tet..? look, he's tormented, very sick.....! Sicker than circumcised. Look at the fur at the top on the fall!" Clearly Mark with a face full of pain. His face was wrinkled already.

Again Mark said, making Dinda want to laugh. "Where do you see, don't you fall out?" Dinda brought her face closer to the husband's property covered in cocoa clothes, Dinda also flicked the sarong worn by Mark, to see clearly the husband, who was scuffed, because it was rubbed into the coconut tree. Although coated***********, still the sensitive part is hurt.

"Yes my... Cehh.. ceh.. ceh...! It's his name circumcised twice." grap... Dinda scoffed, Mark is in action.

Mark ya g upset finally drowned his wife's face in his possession. He was furious at the behavior of the wife who had since considered the disaster that befell him was a joke.

"Yuh Uccokkk...! loose.... You psychopathic husband....! If you want to kiss diem ut, do not be rude dong...!" shouted Dinda, her hand moving to grab the hand of the husband holding his nape. To keep the woman's head immersed in her abrasive possession. "Detach.... I'm doing this...!" Mark did not heed the screams of his wife. "She's blisters, but koq's alive anyway..?"

Haha...

"Funny funny....!" Mark said, as if forgetting his pain. "Come on, mut..!" Mark laughed loudly.

Basic husband restless.

"Oowww... Alright.. I bite, I bite really...!"

"Aouuww... !" mark shouted, His hands were off his wife's head. "In em mut, not a Tet bite!" Mark was upset.

"Moohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Akkh..!" challenge Dinda, staring at the wife.

Chequelek

Dinda whose face was still right at the bottom of Mark, turned towards the door. A couple Idris and Nur are seen in the doorway. Idris holds the room door handle.

"God.... You guys..!" the back door was closed by Idris with a puzzling look. Stay with each other's wives.

Yes, there was a voice shouting Mark out. Because the room they occupied was on the first floor, near the living room. The window of the room that was still open was what made Mark scream out.

"Basically, they always do not know the place and circumstances. The scabies are still blisters. already asked in e mut." Idris held back a smile, glancing at his wife who also held back from laughing. I don't know why they feel funny about what happened to Mark.

"Hubby koq sensi anyway? who says they don't know the place or the situation? they are in the right time and space. They're in the room, so are the faces. Unless they were in the market. They were wrong. So, there's nothing wrong with their behavior. We're wrong, for opening people's room doors, without saying hello first." Obviously serious. They stopped their steps, while discussing Mark and Dinda.

"It doesn't have to scream. Just make people worry." Idris said sourly. He's in need of Mark, because the work piles up. What's three more days, Nur's seven-monthly event, will be held. If Mark can't move around. Idris is short of professional HR.

"Kan the Mark, again sick By. Maybe he was feeling a lot of pain." Obviously again. His hands were directly wrapped around the husband's neck. Staring at her husband with a wild look.

"Emmm... Don't lure fishing. Remember Mayang, he's sleeping in the room." Said Idris mentoel his nose sharp Nur, who was still looking at him flirtatiously.

"This house is spacious, many of Hubby's rooms. Let's try playing in a home theater. How's it?" tawar Nur, still with a seductive look. Now his right hand, resting on the shoulder of the husband. The left hand rubbed against Idris's chin. Those beautiful eyes finally blinked, teasing Idris who arrived tense, with the wife's flirtatious behavior.

"Yep..!" Idris lowered his shoulders. So that Nur's hand clenched in the air. With one move the wife was already in her carriage.

"Iihhh Hubby, get me down. I'm beratloh!" nur's protest was spoiled, but he instead wrapped his hands around Idris' neck, making the distance between the two even thinner. Even now Nur put his head on the chest of the field of the husband.

Hohs.. Hohs.. Hohs..

Idris ngosan, home theater space is quite far from the elevator.

"Down, baby, just tired!" Idris complains with his chest rising and falling. He dropped his wife right in front of the elevator door.

Nur looked at Idris with his wry gaze. "Eat him baby, don't be strong-witted. I got her BB up 18 kilo grams. I'm now 70 kilo grams" explained Nur.

"The message is heavy, it's as big as a buffalo it turns out."

Brakes..

Nur stomped his feet. Staring sharply at Idris, who was holding back a laugh.

"Nobody said I'm a hippo..!" Nur turned to press the elevator.

"Darling..!" Idris got into the elevator. He was astonished by Nur, who arrived angry at him. Pressing the number two.

Nur threw his face away, his hand Idris was brushed off his arm.

"Darling..!" talk to Idris with confusion.

"I'm not your darling. I'm buffalo...!" ketus Nur's upset. Glass-glazed eyes already.

"Little...?" ask Idris wonder. I watched Nur get out of the elevator.