I'm Not a Wingless Angel

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Fetish

Without notice, this has already entered my seventh month of pregnancy. My stomach is getting bigger, bigger than my 9-month pregnancy at 3x the previous pregnancy. I sat back to Dimas who was giving his caress to my back.

" I want to throw yank."

Dimas stopped the stroking motion and helped me stand up and walk slowly towards the bed. I immediately broke down as soon as my butt landed on it. Ahhhh.. It feels so relieved that it has been lying sideways like this. Dimas walked out of the room,

" Where are you going, Dim?"

I lifted my head trying to see it, but I could not see it with my side position turned to the door of the room.

" Want to drink yank."

" Don't be long, my back still needs your caress."

Dimas remained silent and continued his steps out of the room.

A few minutes later, Dimas returned to the room and sat behind me. I was surprised by his arrival. My eyes were almost tightly shut in the windshield coming in from the open window of the room, so the open was enlarged. My sleep is gone.

" You surprised me Dimas."

I tried to chase after her body with my hand, intending to pinch her. But my current position is very beneficial to him.

" I'm sorry yank. I don't know if you're going to sleep."

I growled at not being able to pinch him.

" You caress my back Dimas, put me to sleep again. I really hate you!"

Dimas sat back down and stroked my back.

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Dimpled

It's been almost seven months, Di's always been rude to me. Several times I talked to my mom and my mom, the answer was the same. They laughed out loud, then said "The boys must look a lot like you Dimas." I let out a heavy sigh and stopped my caress as soon as I heard Di's snoring.

" Beware of you Dimas, I'll bite you."

My movement to stand was stopped by his threats and growls. I was just about to sit back near her, but her snoring voice nullified my intention. I continued my steps out of the room.

I took a cup and brewed a coffee sachet in it. Then walk to the backyard and sit on the terrace. I let out a heavy sigh, feeling very tired these few months. Only 2 months left, hopefully Di quickly like Di who used to be again. I miss the sweet and potent old times, huffttt.

I pulled the coffee cup and sipped the contents slowly. Then get up and move to a relaxing chair. Put a coffee cup on a small table and lay my body on the head of the chair. The sky was a little cloudy, but not raining. The wind blew quietly, caressed my eyes, then closed.

***

I woke up to the smell of good cooking, blinked - blinked my eyes for a while, then opened them again. I got up to see what was being cooked in the kitchen, so it smelled so tempting.

" You hungry Dim?"

Like I know my presence in the kitchen

" It smells good, what are you cooking?"

I stood behind her body facing the burning stove, looking at the fried rice that was being stirred - stirring it up crazily.

" Fried rice, koq kebawa hungry because of the dream of eating spicy fried rice with lava meatballs. I ordered the meatballs on line, I cooked my own fried rice."

On turning off the stove and moving towards the dish cabinet, take 2 pieces of dishes and return to their original place.

" I want to, too, so get hungry."

He smiled, then laughed to see me patting my stomach.

After finishing spooning the fried rice to the 'plate, we moved to the dining room. I helped Di bring him a plate of fried rice, while Di brought a bowl of meatballs as big as a baby's head. We ate the food we had on the table, enjoyed the meal without speaking.

In order to clean up the rest of our meal, he forbade me to help him, so I just sat there waiting for him to finish. After that, we sat in the living room watching TV. I took a large pillow to support Di's back, while I lay down beside him. I don't know how long this calm lasts, but I enjoy it. Di's hand stroked my head gently, I shifted my body closer to him and placed my head on his thigh. My heart counted out from 1, thinking - thinking how long Di would stay still if I lay down like this. My count had reached 100, but Di just stared at the television in front of us, still stroking my head.

10 Minutes, 30 minutes, one hour, Di still did the same thing in the same position. I leaned over my body, raised my head, looked at her face. He smiled for a while, then continued to watch again. " Weird "I thought, but I enjoyed this tranquility again.

Almost 2 hours in silence, I feel like this house is very quiet. I got up and sat facing him.

" Get out yuk."

At a quick look at me, his eyes sparkling cheerfully, he nodded. I helped him stand up and get ready - ready for the road - the road. Bored too long - long silence like that. The kids at Sandra's mom's house, Zya is sleeping. After all, I've hired a baby sitter to take care of it to ease the work at home, given the condition of her very heavy pregnancy this time.

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Fetish

I stroked my stomach, just waiting for time, "you will soon meet me and all those who are waiting for your presence." Zya played with her baby sitter in the backyard, her cheerful laughter made my heart a little pity. Zya is too small to have a sister, but of course this windfall I will never refuse.

" Ashalammualaikum "

I turned to the side door near the dining room that limited the space to the garage. Iza came straight for me, though,

" Neylorda."

Iza sat beside me and stroked my stomach.

" Is it still a while?"

" So soon, brother."?

He lowered his head about to kiss my stomach, but quickly straightened up again, surprised to see a movement in my stomach.

" Your naughtiness, your pinch brother later, watch out!"

She laughed and lowered her head again to give me a kiss on my stomach, then quickly straightened up again.

" Ma's."

I looked up and looked at his face.

" Iza dear mama."

She hugged me and cried sobbing, I looked at the top of her head, confused.

" Mama tau koq sis... Mama loves you all, too."

Although confused by his behavior, I returned his embrace and gave a kiss on the top of his head.

" Asammm. ah..."

Iza laughed, and let go of her embrace.

" Bath there, ntar mama's throwing up."

He kept laughing, then stood up and stepped into his room.

During the twins' hiatus, I got a lot of attention from everyone. Both mama who regularly asked me news, even my mama called up to 4 or 5 times a day. Iza and Azi who always take care of me, I have very rarely seen them fight. Iza more relented - lately, Azi also became sorry to see her brother always relented and never bother or find trouble with his brother. Dimas, she's suffered a lot since I was pregnant. I don't know why my emotions are always high when I meet him. Almost every day, every time we were alone, Dimas was always an easy target for my anger. But, not once did he get angry or refuse my request.

In my sleep a few months ago, I dreamed of a meatball bowl in front of me being snatched by someone. I really want to eat it. Fear immediately struck me, afraid that Dimas would turn away from being bored with my attitude. Since then I have tried to press deeply - in my emotions when I was around him or met him. I also became more silent, afraid that my words would hurt his heart.

I stroked my stomach again, enjoying the kick - the kick of the debay while occasionally laughing. Suddenly a small kick made my stomach feel heartburn, like wanting to pee. I got up slowly to go to the bathroom, holding on to the wall to concentrate my weight. When I managed to stand up, I felt something forcefully coming out of my cock, I held it down by pressing tightly on the part, but the power from within was greater than my pressure

" Aahhh... Izaaaa... Uniiii...."

Fresh blood flowed from my thighs towards my feet. Iza immediately came out and shouted to see my condition, uni quickly took his HP and called Dimas. Baby Sitter, Rahma, carries Zya into the living room and helps hold my hand in place of the wall, after she removes Zya from her cradle. Iza quickly held Zya, she also did not know what to do except cry and call - call me. My stomach ache was now coming again, wrapped around, I bit my lower lip and squeezed Rahma's hand very strongly to endure this pain. Rahma directed me to regulate breathing, gave instructions like a doctor, I followed all her instructions.

Slowly my stomach ache disappeared, Rahma asked me to calm down, I nodded in understanding. Uni immediately approached and cleaned up the blood flowing at my feet, as well as the ones scattered on the floor.

" You are on your way here buk, mother calm yes.follow Rahma's instructions yes."

I nodded again, regulating my breathing, still clasping tightly onto Rahma's hand. Suddenly the pain appeared again,

" Ma.. hurts again ma... Eeehhhhh...."

I bit my lips back and squeezed Rahma's hand. Iza's cry grew louder, Zya also followed the cry.

" !!!!"

I began to not bear this pain, my tears began to flow. Rahma was still giving instructions and trying to calm me down.

" I'm not strong... My body lemes, it hurts a lot ma..."

I felt my body was already very weak, my legs could not stand my body, I just let my body fall, I just let my body fall,

" your mother!!!"

" yahoo!!!"

" Brand!!!"