He's My Brother Not My Son

Chapter 84 Different Sizes

"What size is Bi....?" ask Imma wonder.

"This is look at honey" Ken replied as he held his twin mountains.

"When newly married first the size is only M, after often in this same mountain Abi size so L, when pregnant umi XL why now so XXL huh?" ken said as he tilted his head observing the twin mountains.

"Indeed, the shirt has its size"

Imma pursed her lips while buttoning her shirt back and turned her back to Ken quickly.

"Eeeee not on the button again.Tadi Abi has said to ask for parts".

Ken turned Imma around, reopened the button to the bottom, and kissed gently.

"Now this has Fia's sister, not Abi's".

"Anak....Abi first, must share".

Ken goes back up the twin mountains and mimics Fia's sister sucking up her peaks slowly.

"Abi...ih...do not swallow.....".

"He.he... Sorry I'm done".

Ken kissed Imma's lips, began to pass on everything inside her, went downstairs and put a mark on her neckline.

Just half a game Fia's sister was crying loudly.

"Bi..adik Fia nangis.... briefly break first".

"Honey...stage nich..... indeed the match, there is a break first?".

Imma pushed Ken slowly back and ran up to Fia's baby box worriedly, without buttoning her shirt again.

"Why son....hauskah?".

Imma felt her little baby's diaper gently turned out to be wet there.

"Ooooo turns out to be the pretty sister of the pub huh..., briefly Umi change"

Imma lifted Fia's sister to the bed and put her on the patchwork.

"Bi... Please bring me the warm water of Fia pub's sister".

With a sour face Ken took the warm water in the bathroom and returned quickly.

"This is Abi who cleans.umi wash her hands there, must have exhausted this sister Fia asked ASI".

Ken deftly clean the former pub sister Fia without the slightest disgust because it was from birth Ken who always clean it if at home.

Imma walks into the bathroom and washes her hands so she can quickly give ASI to her daughter.

"It's beautiful again Abi's daughter" said Ken while mentoel Fia's nose.

Imma smiles and holds Fia's sister, giving ASI until she falls asleep again.

"Just bring Fia's sister to the baby box..ayo bobok again son".

Ken walked to Fia's sister's room with his cradle, until the box was placed slowly so as not to wake up or cry again.

Ken returned to the room, looking at Imma with a soft and well-buttoned shirt.

"Why on the button again his shirt.....?".

Ken reopened them one by one with eyes that could not be interpreted.

"Would Fia's sister not willing to share with Abi, just in a little suction already cry her?".

"Who is not willing, not even Abi?".

Ken smiled at Imma's protest, and repeated the disconnected scene again, always so Ken's opium gave a sign of ownership until there was a reddish color there.

Until it was almost his release the pleasure was achieved there was the sound of crying from Fia's sister's room again.

"One more minute don't take it off please".

Imma accelerated the rhythm of her rapid up and down movements to let Abi fast at his climax.

Ken fell down beside Imma, as Fia's sister fell asleep again, no more crying sounds could be heard.

"What umi.. has reached its peak, it seems like Umi is very disappointed, want to be repeated again".

Ken tilted his body still looking at Imma's worried face then kissed her forehead gently.

"You want to go to sleep or have it replayed?".

"Idiiiih said just ask for more, use the reason to be replayed".

"May you.....honey?".

"No... couldn't be next time....".

Imma covered her body with a blanket as thick as her neck.

"Let's go to bed.sini Abi hugged".

Ken hugged Imma tightly to sleep after the unification of their heat.

Morning blind Sandi and Bayu waiting for the arrival of Edi Darmawan and assistant Budi at Soekarno Hatta international airport by commercial plane to Juanda Surabaya international airport.

"Have you waited a long time for Sandi?" ask Edi Darmawan when he arrives at the airport.

"Not yet Edi, call Sandi only, do not need to use sir"

"Alright, let's check in first".

"What about your hand, sir?" ask Sandy to worry.

"I've improved, we're the same age don't need to call sir, call Budi aja".

"Why what are your hands?" tanya Bayu saw his hand wrapped in bandages when yesterday when he met her had not been injured.

"O..This is yesterday someone who wanted to attack us after the Imma Cafe, but not in the middle".

Entering their examination door for a moment, just sitting face to face in the waiting room, waiting for the commercial plane to come.

In the waiting room, Sandi asked about many things about the tea plantation led by Edi Darmawan.

Starting from the area, the number of employees the amount of production is also where the tea is marketed, Sandi noted quickly.

Bayu also did not lose many of his questions either to Edi or Budi, until their plane call was heard in his ears.

"We continue again later when we arrive at the plantation" said Budi quickly.

They walked by pulling their respective suitcases, standing following the queue that started long backwards.

On the plane the four of them got seats sitting next to two on the left and two on the right.

The journey takes almost two hours from Soekarno Hatta international airport to Juanda Surabaya international airport.

At Juanda international airport, they were waiting for Hendra's assistant at the airport exit.

Edi Darmawan and Budi's assistant did not tell about the incident to his family so that made Hendra's assistant's eyes wide open to see Budi's assistant's hand wrapped in bandages.

"What happened to your hand?" ask Hendra to Budi.

"Later to get home I tell you, and introduce them representatives from PT WIGUNA GROUP, Sandi and Bayu" said Budi.

They shook hands with smiles and introduced themselves.

From Juanda Surabaya international airport to the plantation in about three hours drive by car.

Enter the plantation environment before the sun is overhead but the air feels fresh because of the tea trees that are spread like rugs along the road on the left and right.

The cool and fresh air goes into the breathing makes the heart feel very comfortable, unlike in the city a lot of dirty air pollution that stifles the chest.

Arriving at the stately house in the middle of the estate, the car stopped in a spacious courtyard and parked among several cars there.

They got off the car immediately greeted by Tomy Sanjaya, Mama Nadia and Dini.

"Welcome to our plantation young man" said Papa Tomy in a heavy voice.

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