Husband Setting

Luwuan Morning

Breakfast menu this morning has been completed, pecel, egg ceplok, and fried catfish have been presented at the dining table. Leave the unfinished flour fried tempe in fried by Jen. Under Desy's direction, Jen began to learn a little from measuring the amount of spices and the level of maturity of a dish. As for frying tempeh, it was not too difficult because he was used to doing it with Ranu. Ah, Ranu .. was he still upset about the slap back then?

The kitchen in this house is indeed given a lot of windows but it still can not help relieve the sultry and sweat that seemed to flood. Jen was busy racing tempeh with flour, occasionally flipping that was on the pan. Humming softly, Jen looks relaxed and enjoys. He did not complain, even though his mother-in-law had come out first to meet customers who came too early. Either talk about what, order flowers maybe.

Outside, cloudy crawls the surface of the sky, making the atmosphere more sultry. Jen stretched out her head, examining the sky.

"Oh, try again." Though he intends to sell his clothes cheaply starting today. He wants to be free from the snare of bankruptcy that he refuses to try again successfully. I don't know, he's tired.

The water point starts to flutter when Jen enters the last tempe. The swift makes the whole sound unable to interject. Then the drops of water began to seep and leak, initially hitting other parts of the kitchen but over time, hit Jen also right in her head.

The splash hit the oil in the frying pan. "Oh-oh, this is why it leaks so much, anyway?" Jen took out a few containers and held the rainwater seepage.

Just when that happened, Darren had just arrived and was a little surprised to see Jen's drunkenness. He ran to his wife. The leak caused the floor to be a little slippery, he was worried Jen had fallen.

"Slow-slow, Honey!"

Jen widened her eyes, the touch on both her waistlines making her crumble again. It froze.

The darling?

Jen couldn't bear to not bite her expanding lips shamelessly. Darren increasingly has many ways to make it fall into a pool of beautiful flavors. Or somehow explain it, like there are millions of colors and millions of flavors scattered in every corner of his heart.

Darren leads the stiff Jen away from slipping. "Your hair is wet ...," her hand moved to wipe Jen's hair that was exposed to water. "Hurry up to take a shower and change your clothes, dry your hair."

Jen who had faced Darren blinked her eyelids. Nervous. "I-iya ... This has not finished frying the temp," he said sighing at the end of the sentence and a hint of awkward laughter accompanied him. He did not want to linger trapped in the situation Darren created just now, so he immediately faced the stove again. Letting his head be hit by water again.

Darren immediately pulled Jen from there, "your head was hit by water, which .. be careful." The voice was just anxious and panicked. However, Jen thinks otherwise, Darren thinks too much about it. Happy of course.

"Later the temple was burnt, Ren. Nanggung," he refused with a soft and pitched voice.

Jen's back in position, no matter she gets water. The tempe is almost ripe, just waiting for the chrispy.

Darren was upset of course. Without a second thought, he stretched out his palm to protect his wife's head. Her body was stuck on Jen's back. Then he turned his head to Jen's side.

"I haven't had a bath, I still smell sweat, but since you're so naughty, it's hard to say .. I'm forced to stick to you" she whispered.

Whispers that make Jen again stiffen, but he tries to drive her away quickly. He looked up, saw Darren's actions that would look excessive in the eyes of others.

"Darren, you are exaggerating .. embarrassed to see your mom or dad. It's almost done, you take a shower."

"I'm always overdoing it when it comes to dealing with you." Now Darren's chin is moving on Jen's shoulder, peeling. Also with one hand that also snaps around the waist and ends with a small swipe over Jen's stomach. "My dear." A peerless kiss rang out and filled Jen's ears.

Ahh ...

Raining and being lulled down like this is so romantic. Huh! Jen complained to her heart. It is fitting that many people dating and romantic always end up in bed and bear a baby. Apparently, Jen felt the same way. Want to go up into the sling ala bride and then nest up there, a mattress that seduces.

Jen's!

Gosh darn. As if just waking up from a crazy dream, Jen immediately built her body that had melted and lulled. He refocused and immediately lifted the tempe on the screeching oil. No matter how mature or not.

"It's over, Ren .. I go upstairs first."

Jen thrashed very slowly, ripping Darren's eyes shut. The man's brain was very dirty when he imagined him lodged in a dispute with his lover. Dating after being labeled halal always ends in bed. Ahh .. my honey. Your race is embedded in my memory.

"Do you really want this ending? I'll continue until noon. This continues forever."

Me too's.

Uh!

That means .. yes-eh will continue again.

"Next, no papa."

Simultaneously with a hint of surprise, the two of them turned their heads. Like ice water, the two froze when they saw Rendi's grin at the end of the kitchen. Desy also grinned with her ripple. Only Dinka looked wry looking at her brother's affection. He clucked and stomped his feet, and he went away with his own satisfaction. Annoyed that her father had called her mother, she looked mysterious when she said there was a beautiful view in the kitchen. Think Dinka, there's a rainbow or there's an extraordinary event there. Yes, if you think about it again is an extraordinary event, because Dinka became doubtful about what he heard yesterday.

If it's a contract, why so sedentary and romantic? It will be my ngiri. Inner Dinka while throwing her body on the dining table chair. He took one egg and ate it in a big bite. Chewing it like an egg is the cause of all this. Ah, you two are such a bitch!

"Quick shower, Ren ... breakfast! Work, the wife will not be full if only dikepepin so! Because snacks need money not your romance," said Rendi again with a wider smile.

Darren scratched his head, "yes, Pa ...," he replied with a misguided smile. Rendi shook her head at her son's behavior, but was also happy to see the progress of their relationship, to be honest, she had doubted their decision to get married. Now, however, all had faded away changing in confidence and trust. Rendi hooks his wife to get out of the kitchen, letting their children control themselves.

Jen relaxes her body until it crashes down, accompanied by a gasp of breath that is so loud when her in-laws have disappeared from the doorway. She tensed up when she saw her husband's parents laughing and teasing them.

"Can? I said what, too?" hiss Jen with clashing teeth, she faced Darren and slapped her husband's arm that was not wrapped in cloth.

Darren grimaces and says 'au' without a sound, the other hand hunts down to catch Jen's hand which is ready to slap her back. It's not Darren if it doesn't make this woman drunk and blushing. He pushes Jen to the kitchen table and presses her all over. Her eyes glanced at Jen who was again losing her breath and the color on her face. Then when Jen focused on her eyes, Darren pushed his lips suck Jen's lips with a sensual movement, until the sound of 'pop' when he released it.

Jen was stiff until she could only hold tightly to the arm that was originally gripping her. An intoxicating warm and wet feeling makes Jen want to reciprocate and linger enjoying it, but when she remembers where she is now, she can only resign when the warmth is gone. Basic Jen!

"Don't tell me you're 'wet' ...." Darren grinned glancing at Jen's hand that was on her arm. It was so bad he glanced at Jen that he made the woman scowl and smash Darren's hand.

When Jen pushed her body, she immediately pulled it again until Jen's face was set on her chest. "Love you, honey!" Darren tightened his hold, accompanied by a rain of kisses on Jen's slightly wet hair.

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As the day crept towards noon, the rain had subsided, but the overcast was not willing to get out of the way. Jen is receiving a package delivered by a courier.

"Thank you, yes, sir," said Jen, who was immediately taken by the courier before darting off on her motorcycle.

"What's it all about, huh?" The package is for Darren, with his name and return address. The box is big but light enough. However, since it belonged to Darren he had no intention of opening it, he kept the box in the room.

"It was at best a game spinner, Jen ..," said Desy, who was busy arranging a bouquet of flowers. Jen had joined her in-laws back then sat down there. Became his assistant-in-law, because he did not know what to do when his plan could not work because the weather was not supportive.

"Today is crowded, Ma .. despite the rain," Jen said while playing a rose that will become a bouquet of flowers.

"Yes, Jen ... Alhamdulillahot. Just because the location is less strategic and difficult to reach, access to customers so less." Desy puts the last touch on the bouquet before she extends it to Jen. "Beautiful, huh?"

Jen nodded. Yes, Jen admitted that her mother-in-law's work was good and satisfying. Again only access to be seen and known by the crowd is a barrier. Jen daydreams, her mind full again, though her eyes move to where Desy is headed.

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mon sorry typo✌

For other titles followed yes, I am on going also in the purple horse application .. although not very good, I try to get a fixed salary🤭

Love a lot for all temans😍😍😍😍 hopefully today Jen can update two chapters ya😍😍🤭 wait later tonight🤭 if the afternoon mamak pretty not full this nguli help husband🤭 mulung rencahan also

Aih, don't discuss😆 little man I have to be patient to be a millionaire😆

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