Dreamy Girl

Part 119 Ngidam Reply Revenge

Vita Maharani and Risma Yanti refrained from spewing out all the food that had entered her mouth. Because of the strange cravings action due to sympathetic pregnancy syndrome experienced by the compact husband duo, they become victims who must resign required irresponsible desire. Just imagine, Gala and Deka both want ramen noodles so that later their babies are born rada-rada similar to the cute and sweet Korean artists. And when their order ramen noodles arrive, Gala and Deka became very tasteful and began to feel nauseous again but the wives had to spend it at that time on the grounds that the baby could eat directly from the stomach of his mother.

"I've never liked Ris's gini-like food" whispered Vita to Risma, who also apparently disliked ramen noodles.

"But we have to eat ma'am, otherwise they will never stop nausea and dizziness." replied Risma shuddering.

"It's cravings or what the hell, like there is an unpleasant smell here" said Vita felt bullied by her own husband.

"They didn't stop the nausea, but maybe I'll throw up here.

"No, ma'am, "Risma answered trying to stay sane under the contemptuous gaze of the pale-faced husbands who were dizzy and nauseous all day.

"Ris, once again you call me Mom, I make sure you're the one who's going to eat all this." growled Vita was upset that every Risma spoke said the mother was always clinging. He felt like he was talking to his son again.

"But it's fast to eat!" gala's orders had been waiting for a long time but the two people in front of him were busy chatting when he had imagined how beautiful the style of his wife who was eating ramen noodles using chopsticks like an Asian outside sana.

"Oh yeah, but I'm using a fork yeah, I can't use chopsticks."

"No, you have to use chopsticks" Gala replied firmly. Vita so felt bullied by this husband but he still smiled and intend to someday avenge this husband. Finally Vita and Risma ate the ramen noodles using a long time that is, long arguing and long chopping.

The next day the compact husbands ask the wives to follow him to the nearest gas station because they suddenly want to smell the gasoline directly from the place but Vita and Risma must come see them both inhale the smell of gasoline in an elegant style.

"Oh my goodness, this is a real cravings, it doesn't make any sense." muttered Vita one time because she was very tired of her husband's strange requests.

"Lho dear, I don't know either but sometimes all of a sudden that desire arises" Gala replied casually. He was eating fruit dishes with Deka in the garden next to the house.

"I think I'm more comfortable if I crave than the Gala mas." murmured Vita quietly. You see the demand of this acute cravings duo likes strange and impressed pepper forced.

"Don't, the nausea and dizziness are not very good, dear, all the food so very unpleasant, you just enjoy bringing the powder in here, well." gala said by touching his wife's soft belly. He stroked it for a long time while looking at his wife inside, they both forgot that there was a husband and wife who also craved near them.

"Sister," said Risma whispered softly. We go to yuk's room, I want to kayak them too." he continued with an unusual look. Suddenly his libido increased just from seeing the unyu-unyu scene before him. Deka smiled understanding of his wife's intentions, with a voiceless movement they both went from the place looking for a safe place to be alone.

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"Vit, hug me dear," Gala said with a voice so spoiled that Vita felt this must be the effect of acute cravings experienced by her husband. Ever since knowing that Vita Maharani, his pregnant wife again Gala increasingly felt the upper hand, he was free to ask this and that to his wife on the grounds of the request of the baby in the womb of his wife who had very strong inner contact with her papa.

"Mas," said Vita in a soft voice as possible. His hands began to be clenched around the neck of his beloved husband. His body was getting tightened according to Gala's request.

"Hem, " replied Gala amid her sucking on the niche of his wife's neck.

"I want aaakh, maaas," Vita's voice was restrained because Gala seemed too anxious to bite her neck.

"Aaaakh, sick..." Vita pretended to be annoyed by pursing her lips. Gala released herself then looked at the worried Vita. "What's sick baby, I'm just going to slow down." he scanned his wife's neckline that looked reddish and might soon turn purple.

"Not so, you're rude." Vita stomped her feet pretending to be upset when she herself really enjoyed the treatment of her husband.

"So!" reject Vita hard. She wanted to repay her husband a little like when she was pregnant, when she wanted her husband so badly but was subtly rejected by him.

"Vita plis," beg Gala with a look in my eyes. He was eager to clash with his wife after he recovered from the nausea and dizziness that had been afflicting him. He wants refreshing by visiting hills and swamps that are quite steep with a very challenging and adrenaline-pumping taste but it looks like Vita is looking to test his patience.

"You are not afraid of being cursed by an angel dear, if you refuse, haem." Gala said using the last style of carrying the name of an angel. Vita instantly froze, his defense immediately collapsed let alone the next second Gala's hand had mastered his body giving a touch that was so intoxicating that he who shamelessly whined asked for more than a touch.

"Mas, "

"Hem,"

"Don't stop please..."

"Never baby, as you wish." whispered Gala softly while exerting all her strength to make the wife call her name so beautifully and full of adoration.

As if there is no satisfaction between the two, they continue to accelerate and stomp for the sake of a fulfillment of a desire that has long wanted to explode. Words of praise continued to air from the mouth of the dominant one rising between them until they both fell down with sweat and a satisfied smile between their lips.

Well they had just arrived from a very beautiful journey that words could not describe.

"Thank you dear," said Gala softly as she kissed his old wife's lips.

'Mmmm mas,"

"Hem,"

"You're great mas," said Vita timidly.

"Now, we're waking up." Gala picked up the tip of the blanket and wiped the sweat off his wife's forehead and neck. Vita is happy because her husband always spoils her every time they finish doing something fun.

"You again?" gala asked with an unusual look.

"Udah, tired." replied Vita still with a smile on her lips.

"Mas, I want to go home" said Vita slowly, but what she heard was not an answer but a subtle snore signifying her husband had fallen asleep.

"Well, wake up later I'll say again." he murmured softly. He turned off the lights and left only the sleeping lights that illuminated the room.

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