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THREE REQUESTS

" Mas dong Ngambek, do not say what your child has been two days you cuekin " Said Manda while staring at her husband who was sitting in bed with a laptop on his lap..

Rey only glanced at the glance of pregnant women who are now blabbering indistinctly talking to her prospective children while the hand that continues to stroke her distended stomach ..

" Look at your Papa, Nambeknya long time ago ... " His baby again while glancing at her husband

" Well... Good idea ... Mama try your advice deh "Imbuh Manda again talking to the baby who is still in his womb as if the baby answers all complaints...

" Hold Rey, Hold .. " The man muttered to himself, He took a deep breath .. When the wife came out of the bathroom with her favorite lingerie ..

Lak nat clothes so make Rey swallow Saliva many times let alone all curves of his wife's body look so seductive behind the thin black lingerie that is so contrasted with the color of his wife's skin ...

" How good is it ??" Manda asked as she continued to pose in front of the mirror, Seen if she deliberately tempted her Husband to stop inhabiting her..

" Bag-" replied Rey who had stopped

" Mama you're beautiful right, Hahhha" Manda explained to the baby in her belly,

" Huh ... " Rey said limp, He actually had been so restrained himself not to be provoked, But when Manda asked like that, She spontaneously almost answered him if it was not because Manda was talking to their baby ..

" Udah ah, Now that we sleep "Hearing Manda's words, Rey instantly focuses herself on the laptop back..

" Well, if the lights are already, please in matiin .. " Imbuh his while positioning his body which increasingly makes Rey hot cold .. The former model was so understanding which pose made the man next to her wave..

One second .. Two seconds ... Three seconds ... Count Manda in his heart,

"This is my ultimate move Mas, If you are still craving I don't know what else to do" he murmured inwardly,

Until the minutes changed, she had not received any response from her husband

" Okay, now means I stay patient in the face of your silence "Said as he began to close his eyes ..

" If Mas Maafin you, What you will love to Mas "Smooth Voice With a hand that is circular in the stomach immediately makes Manda's eyes perfectly rounded, and,

" Let's answer, don't just smile" Rey said with a small smile, She could see the expression on Manda's face that looked so happy from the large glass cabinet that was a few meters away.

" Emang can not be angry with a rich pinter woman you know the weakness of her husband "Rey can only shake his head at what Manda did earlier and somehow, why, and somehow, he just can't shake his head at what Manda did, He always liked it despite being in a bad mood even as he felt lately to his Wife.

" Aren't you really interested anymore ??" manda asked while turning her body. She looked into Rey's eyes hoping her husband would forgive her . Rey nodded

" Mas have three requests that you should be kabulin for your apology "

" I feel bad " replied Manda with a frown, Rey was taking advantage of the situation.. This time Manda was very resigned if her husband did not forgive her rather than grant a difficult request that Rey might give her thought...

" She hasn't said anything, Me, you've been pouting "Say the guy's squeaking while pinching his wife's cheek that looks more and more rounded.

" First, Remember always that Mas loves you so much .. Second, So whatever happens you belong to Rayyen a "Manda nodded in approval to her husband's request ..

Of course it's not difficult for Manda..

" And the third ??" manda asked puzzledly, Because Rey was silent long enough to mention her last request ...

" And third, I want you now "Rey answered right in Manda's ear, Her voice has turned raucous with a red face holding something back.. The man quickly positioned himself on the body of the wife who was a split second even silent ..

" Max ......!!!!" Shouted Manda too late, because her husband had already managed to open the thin lingerie and get what he wanted...

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