I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

Beloved wife

Finally the womanhood care event was completed also after two hours. Zahra even fell asleep while in the message. He also had to bathe in a bathtub with a lot of potions put in the bathtub. And that made him ticklish, when he was asked to do a hundred treatments. The core part is smoked with spices. He felt like satay.

Zahra felt like new mothers giving birth. Because, in their village the newly born mothers are obliged to fumigate **** *************. And usually the mothers do it while cooking with a stove in the kitchen.

"Miss, here's your clothes." Zahra stared in wonder at the type of clothes that were still folded. He knows what clothes it is. It was a kind of adult women's nightgown, lingerie. Zahra now had trouble swallowing her own saliva. She was confused, wanted to wear that sexy shirt or not.

"I don't want to wear that shirt. Get me another shirt." Sighing in rough breath.

"No more miss, all the nightgowns here are mods like this." The waiter began to be unsettled, Zahra did not want to wear the illegal clothes, so they will get angry. Because you can't do your job well.

"I don't want to sleep, so I don't have to wear it." Ketus Zahra's. "I'd better put this on." Holding the tip of the kimono towel attached to his body.

The three servants were now confused and astonished. As far as they know people who will be a love match, will be happy to wear sexy clothes.

"Please lady, put on this shirt. We can be reprimanded even sanctioned later, if we do not want to wear it. Please Miss, we don't want to be fired "The servant's compassionate voice pityes Zahra.

"Yes already, here. You're out!" Zahra was forced to wear a suit that night.

"We're not going out until we make sure miss wears them." The waiter was friendly.

"All right, you guys don't peek. Close eyes!"

Why close your eyes, the servants have seen Zahra's body. That they could know the size of Zahra's twins.

Servants usually classify the twins into several pieces. Like citrus fruits, mangoes and papayas. And the servants will categorize the twin fruit Zahra, into the category of grapefruit Bali. The size is quite large and round.

Haha...

A waiter laughed involuntarily, seeing Zahra like a madman, while wearing that illicit suit. Zahra was incessantly nagging while wearing that shirt. The servant stopped laughing, because Zahra was also laughing. Laughing at himself. Sometimes we go crazy ourselves. Because of the many problems that come.

Haha...

Just be careful, Bimo, if what you said earlier is not true. You said the old man didn't want to touch me. But, I have to go through many rituals like this. Moreover, his goal was to try, if not he wanted it. You old man. Zahra muttered annoyedly. Keep trying to smile sweetly at the three women who have spoiled her body. Actually he feels very happy now. Because he felt very relaxed. But he thinks of the old man. That's why he's upset. She's not sure yet, so the real mistress. If he could choose he wouldn't.

"Miss, just get through here." It turned out from the spa room, directly connected to his room.

"Where else are we going?" Zahra grew tired of this many rules.

"To Miss's room." smiled kindly at Zahra, who looked confused.

Two hours of treatment is very powerful to change the mood of the woman so much calmer. Bimo is great, he is very good at making plans, so that he is safe. Zahra, who was like a hungry lion, has now turned into a sweet cat.

"Ooh.. okay." Zahra followed the servant's steps, occasionally looking at his sexy red chili shirt. The colors contract heavily to her whites, which makes Zahra look very pretty and very seductive.

Iihhhh.... What kind of clothes is this? there's no good thing about these clothes. Where ne-nenku stands out is made. Shit, I got bullied by the Bimo. Zahra muttered annoyedly.

Zahra is now in her room. Zahra was again amazed by the interior design of the room. He really likes the design of the room, especially the paint color is also very fitting with his favorite color. Lilac color combined with light blue.

Gee whiz.... It is so good to be rich. We can buy what we want. Mmmm.... Too bad I'm just a mistress. Zahra's eyes glazed over. He felt he wouldn't be able to do all this.

Want to retreat, his self-image is also bad, especially in his village. If he lets go of all this. He won't be able to take revenge on Rara. In the son of the devil, his father the demon the old man.

Zahra laughed in her heart, if she remembered Ezra, let alone that call.

The astonished Zahra, again highlighted every corner of the spacious room. It felt so calm and comfortable to be in that room. Moreover, his bed, he really likes his bed model. Beds wear mosquito nets, where the color of the pink is in line with the paint of the room.

The look on Zahra's face couldn't lie if she was happy to be in that room. Feeling upset, tired gone already.

"You want, what else do you want?" Zahra was shocked, as she was led to sit on a dresser chair. She admired the design of her room.

"You're putting on makeup, miss."

"No, don't try. I don't like to wear make up." Zahra thinned the servant's hand. And the servant was frightened by Zahra's frontal attitude.

"You go out, your work is done. You will not be scolded, for not decorating me. Even you will be given a bonus, if you quickly leave this room. Because, my husband must have been impatient to get into this room." Said Zahra firmly, the style of speech is like a big mistress.

"Oohh well Miss, we'll excuse you..!" the three maids came out quickly from the room. Zahra also let out a rough breath. He needed to breathe a lot of air, in order to calm himself down.

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, made her amused. She felt Sani's appearance was challenging. This can't be allowed, maybe the old man attacked him tonight.

"I'm beautiful as well as it turns out, looking seductive and tantalizing. Surely the old man wants to marry me because of my face and body shape. It's weird to cook him to marry a poor girl, just because of the video. Don't think I'm an old oak fool, I won't scowl you touch. It's good, I'm a virgin, of course I have to get a virgin." He said with great enthusiasm. He got up from his seat, looking for a closet. He's gonna change his clothes.

"Koq in this room there's no closet." He shone back to the room. "Oohh, there must be a special room where clothes, like the artist's houses." He said look for where the connecting door to the dressing room is.

Dert.....

Dert...

Rows...

The vibration of the phone on the nightstand, making Zahra jumped in shock, when he was about to enter the dressing room.

"Just be surprised." His words caressed his thumping chest - thumping. Continue his steps into the dressing room.

Dert.....

His phone which was on the nightstand continued to vibrate, so Zahra stopped her intention to change clothes.

"There must be something important, so the old man's hape goes on sounding." He said, walking quickly towards the nightstand, where Ezra's phone kept ringing.

Zahra who was disturbed by the noise, ventured to reach the smartphone on the nightstand.

Both of his eyes were bought, seeing the name of the contact on his phone screen Ezra. His hands were shaking too. It felt so stressful, when the first wife contacted the husband who was again with her honey.

LOVING WIFE SOFTLY HER HEART.

"Goddess..... It's so grubby and pretty old man. His wife's name was contacted long in fact "Zahra shook his head with his hers. Felt funny and strange by the name of the husband's wife's contact.

"Yes Allah.... Did I just lift it up, huh? keep me talking in a seductive tone, let the old man be found to have an affair. Haha...!" Zahra, who had relaxed, began to want to carry out her revenge.

TB