Husband Setting

Beby Matters

The filing moved in on the approve by accident, leaving the couple in a fog. They moved at high speed and had finished by midday. Desy even seemed to throw away the boy and his mant, because he still saw Dinka looked dumb and seemed to mind the girl everywhere every time looking at her brother.

Desy held back the occasional growl to bring Dinka's head back into focus. Then when he waved at the two of them who rented a car belonging to his neighbor, he could not help but hold back tears that had been blocked.

Dinka also immediately left for campus, considering that this afternoon she had classes. More precisely he skipped in his morning course. He was not willing to lose a moment that might not be repeated. And Dinka feels deprived of the free romantic spectacle she has only seen twice with her own eyes. Honestly, her brother is the type of person who is indifferent but romantic mbaperi. Really dream guy.

Cutting through the complicated moving process, Darren is now in front of a house that once was a very historic place for Jen and her family. Full of memories of his grandparents who have gone home, long before Vishnu Dirgantara also faced Yang Kuasa.

Jen carried her hand sweeping the entire room in this house. There are photos of him as a child and his extended family. A large photo hung on the wall in a golden frame. Grand family.

Jen stopped to remember that time. The time when he was still sitting on the bench of Junior High. Still often fed by his grandmother, or still hugged during sleep by his father. Ah, that good time.

A big hand immediately wrapped around her waist, making Jen gasp. But she soon fell on her husband's hand, and laid her head on his chest.

"You used to be the most pampered with them, soon you will have your children and your family." Darren said that when Jen was in training and longing so that she immediately turned to hug her husband. Shedding tears that melted down.

"I miss them, Ren .. I miss grandpa and uti, and Dirga's grandfather, too" he said.

"If you want to send a prayer for them to calm down and smile in their long sleep." Darren rubbed Jen's head. Peeping his wife's head affectionately, then breaking the hug to look at Jen's red face and continue to look down

"Don't cry dong, 'will it be in Uti's house again .. So we live this house with their memories."

Jen refuses when Darren raises his chin to let Jen look at her husband. He even threw his body clutching Darren's body tightly, even as if he was able to suck.

Darren gulped, Jen squeezed his back firmly, then the insistence of Jen who even impressed 'ndusel' made Darren feel a little different. Jen's movements slightly made her body's response misunderstand.

"Eh, Hani .. we do it first, yuk .. later hug again. Our things are still scattered outside."

Shitt's! Darren tensed.

"Just for a moment, Ren .. I want to hug you!" she said it wasn't clear because Jen drowned her face in Darren's chest.

Darren let out his breath slowly. Trying to suppress his feelings that started to move uncomfortably. Moisten his dry lips with the tip of his tongue. He only felt astonished, why did his body give such an exaggerated response after ever nesting.

Although sore, he finally resigned. Thinking of something else that gets his mind distracted. However, his hand continued to lightly caress the back head to the back of his wife.

"Darren, it's been .. tired. My feet pegel," whined Jen as she moved her head upward, rolling her husband's face to the chin.

"Well, I should have said that, Hani!" He looked down, hit Jen.

"Couple ...!"

"You are the one who is stingy!"

Jen chuckled as she sighed, then pulled her glue-like body. Jen's hand rubbed her husband's chest wet by her tears repeatedly until the sound of 'plak' repeated.

"Ih, Jen ... You're a slob, it's got to get out of your idung, right?" Darren looked at Jen's shirt and nose in turn. Disgust emanated from the look of his handsome face to shudder.

"No! Where's ada?" Jen swiped the back of her hand on the tip of her nose.

"This ...!" Darren pointed at his wet chest.

"It's tears!" Jen went back to Darren's chest and rubbed it again. However, Darren catches Jen's wrist and drapes it around her neck.

Jen widened her eyes so surprised by Darren's sudden action. The seductive look made him misbehave, but he did not fight. He just turned his eyes to the tears.

"Love, yuk!" take him without babibu.

"Huh ...!" Jen is embarrassed not to be upset after being shocked to hear Darren's overly candid invitation.

"Why? Don't wanna?" He put his hand to his waist. The two hands were split off direction when slipping.

"Not L—eh .. I mean it's still day and-and we haven't laid out our stuff, Ren." The red bias is back on Jen's cheeks. He was nervous when Darren peeked at his cheek until his head was pushed back.

"Reason ...!" Darren sighed as he let go of Jen who just ran away.

Jen immediately took her small belongings into the house. Darren is contacting someone to help.

This house is not too dirty because it is cleaned periodically, but it feels if not clean and beberes feared there are germs and bacteria attached.

Jen chose the room she used to occupy first, the room that had a bathroom on the inside. The rooms were renovated because since the presence of Ranu and the twins this house so not fit to accommodate them. Two rooms in the surgery became one, and complete with facilities.

Jen began to check the water heater, a very very sacred object for her life at this time, then she made sure the AC was in top condition.

He cleaned the room by vacuuming the large bed. In the meantime, because he felt tired and wanted to sleep. Then he took the bed sheet from inside the suitcase and put it up.

When all was done, he immediately threw his body onto the soft bed that was still the same. Leave the cleaning tools still scattered.

"His comfort ..," Jen moved the hand beside her body up and down followed by her legs that opened and closed. His lips folded in with a stifled smile. His eyes closed enjoying the comfort of the scorching afternoon air with the fall.

Darren came in, saw the scene it felt like he wanted to jump directly over Jen's body. However, because he tripped the vacuum cleaner, he was forced to get rid of the object. Basic sloppy!

Then he hastened his intention which since last night continues to be delayed. Starting from the middle of Jen's body, Darren touched his wife's waist.

Jen is surprised to get a sudden touch until she wakes up.

"ouch!"

Their frenzy echoed throughout the room. The two people rolled over with their hands holding their foreheads.

"It hurts, Jen ...!"

"It hurts, Ren ...!"

The two stopped and stared at each other after saying the same sentence. Both laughed out loud.

"Why can we talk the same and just try?" Jen said in between her laughter. He still holds his forehead and stomach. Both sick.

"I'm surprised if you don't know why I woke up suddenly ...," Jen explained in a slightly upset tone.

"And I didn't know you were coming in here" he continued.

"Will it be me and you in this house, cook me and call Diego here?" Darren sat his body cross-legged after rolling over. The red on his forehead seemed rounded when his hair was pulled up.

Ignoring Darren's remarks, Jen approaches the man. Of course, people who are hit must be more severe than the impact. "It hurts?" ask Jen grudgingly. He feels guilty and will not. However, it was also her ignorant husband's fault that shocked her. His hand slowly stretched out to rub Darren's forehead.

"Slight ...." Darren raised his eye seeds upwards as if he could see a bruise on his forehead.

Jen blew and rubbed her husband's forehead gently. "I'm sorry, yes ..," Jen said in between the blast.

Darren thinned his smile faintly, his fierce wife was very considerate and gentle as well. Slowly, Darren pulls Jen's waist up on her lap. Put it intimate and comfortable. Although Jen's a little heavy. "Kiss dong, let the spit heal," the sulk spoiled. He blinked his eyelids repeatedly.

Jen hesitated for a moment, then she dyed the red forehead.

"Kok there, Han ...," protested objection. He moved his lips hoping Jen would return the favor.

"I'm Jenny, not Hani, Hana, let alone Ghost!" ketus Jen while cupping Darren's cheek. Wiggling slowly.

"Honey then ...."

"Don't want to, same Myung you too baby!" Jen melengos sadistic. His hands are on his chest.

Darren let his eyes move. "Beby?"

"No! That's your ex's name after college."

"Eh, how do you know ...?" Darren opens the hand link, then pushes Jen's body down to make Jen buy. As Jen prepares to escape, she immediately locks her body with her strength. "Where do you know Beby?"

Jen bit her lip. Shit, release!

"Jeje is .. Do you know where else?"

Jen avoids eye contact with her husband who is starting to take an interest in her. "Princess, ih ...!" She shams her husband's chest. Plis, the position, sir! You're pinning me down with something sticking out!

"Tell me the truth, Jen!" Darren mischievously pressed the lower part of Jen's body making the girl grimace. Continually dodging, Jen shook her head.

"You following me? Or are you upset that I'm with Beby rarely going to your house? Did you miss me that time?" Darren forcefully forces Jen to tell the truth.

"No ..," Jen said by pushing her husband's chest.

"You forced me, Jen!" Darren's in action. He mercilessly rips Jen's clothes and dresses himself up to innocence.

"Don't, Ren ...!" pinta Jen was wept and immediately swallowed by her husband's brutal kiss.

As he recalled, he never told Jeje even when he and Beby were in a close relationship. Just a friendly friend because Darren feels empty and disappointed in Jen. Feelings of unrequited, Jen's disgrace, and the attitude of not caring for his wife first.

"Say, Jen!"

"No—akh!" Jen squealed as Darren turned crazy. Although it still left a soft and cradling feeling, Darren yanked too strongly. "You're all right?"

"You're upset when I'm with Beby?" his breath was full of annoyance. But not hurt.

"No ...!"

"You forced me, Jen ...!" He pulls himself and changes Jen's position to his back. "Tell me or I won't stop!"

"Yes .. yes! I'm so upset you're not coming to my house anymore! I'm pissed you're the same kind of friendly Beby on campus!" Jen groaned again. Darren stung him excessively.

"You like me but you're sniffing at me? Does that satisfy you?"

"Yes ...," cried Jen between her moans.

"I love to hate you, it's fair because you're evil as much as I am but I miss the moment you stop teasing me! Satisfied you are now?" exclaim Jen with a flushed face. Damn you, Ren!

Jen gripped the sheets that he desperately arranged and neatened until there was no wrinkle there. Now, everything is broken, including himself.

Mad you, Darren! jen kept moaning. And grimacing.

"Very, My love!" Darren just finished himself very deep. He rubbed Jen's back with a light gesture. Smile expands. "If that love says from the beginning, let me not misunderstand. Tau gini, we've been married a long time!"

Darren is completely ignored by Jen. He was busy breathing his body and his breath. Her body seemed to be torn apart by her husband's behavior. Ah, goddamn!

"Sleep .. You're so fucked!" Darren chuckles to see Jen scowling in annoyance but unable to move his hand.

Darren pulled the blanket from the suitcase he could reach without needing to get out of bed. Then close on the plain body of Jen who is still face down. The forehead with the red color that is still printed it semati soft and long kiss. He bertubi expressed gratitude because Jen has had feelings before.

"Love you, Darl!"

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