Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Pelakor

Three months passed. Naila's stomach was getting bigger and she began to have difficulty getting up and walking. But he still does not want to go on college leave. Salman cannot ban his wife, he does not want his wife stressed and restrained. Today is Naila's last day of the midterms

"But you promise, if you feel strong, I can allow you to join online lectures."

"Yes, By! I am still strong! You just calm down! Tomorrow is midterm. I can have more time at home."

On campus

Naila and Farah just got out of class. It was unexpected that he met someone he did not want to meet.

"Wait on! Aren't you Salman's wife?"

Dila's voice stopped Naila and Farah's steps.

"Yes right!" Answer Naila briefly.

"Oh, we're a college, right? You're not shy about going to college?"

"Ngapain shy? Bunting with her own husband! The college also does not prohibit pregnant people from attending college!"

"Campus does not know yet, if you are pregnant first just married, women like you only hide the depravity behind the head covering, Haha....."

"Shut up! Don't make up stories! Apparently your mouth needs to be cut off! If what I see is precisely you are the candidate for the seed of the actor! Said Farah."

Both sides are starting to get inflamed. But Salman's arrival stopped their debate.

"Darling, I was waiting for you in the parking lot but it turns out you're still here?"

He looked at the source of the voice.

"Salmans..." Dila said stuck.

"Hubby..." Naila approached her husband, kissed the back of his hand and kissed both of his cheeks. This surprised Salman. Not usually his wife is sweet in front of people.

"Dila, you went to college here too?"

"Yes, Man! I just happened to meet your wife. Turns out the world's as wide as a moringa leaf huh?"

"Already, sneak home Bang! Your wife Daritadi cravings Joni he said! I don't know who Joni is, he said only you know! Hahaha..." Farah.

"Oh yes, we go home first! Farah thank you for taking care of my bidadar."

"Salman, can I play at your house?" Ask Dila.

"Sorry, anytime, Dil! Looks like my wife wants to be pampered."

Salman and Naila leave Farah and Dila who are still standing on the spot.

"Don't bother them! Prove that you're an expensive woman, not a cheap one!" Farah told Dila.

"Not interfere in my business! Take care of your own business!"

"I told you how to ngeyel! It's beautiful, but it doesn't have brains!"

After bluffing Dila, Farah left her and headed for the parking lot. He rushed home.

In the car, Naila looked sullen. Salman tried to tempt his wife.

"Darling, are you really craving Joni?"

Naila didn't budge, she was still pouting.

"Don't pout that dong! This is Joni so want it if you look at the lips of a manyun like that!" Salman Temptation.

"It wasn't Joni who wanted it but the guy!"

"That's all right! Yuk ah gass home! Pingin nengokin the twins, the weather's cool."

It was cloudy, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Sure enough, reaching home, the rain began to fall. Naila and Salman entered the house. They cleanse themselves and pray Dhuhur. Outside the rain is falling more and more.

"Hubby want to eat now?"

"I'll eat you, honey. Let's get anget!"

Without warning Salman immediately hugged his wife from behind. His hands began to guerrilla in the twin mountains of Naila. He kissed Naila on the nape, thus stimulating Naila's desire.

"Hum..."

Salman holds Naila ala bridal style.

"Hubby alight, fall down! I'm heavy!"

"It's not hard, even though my son is a fifth twin even though I'm still strong to carry you!"

Salman laid Naila on the bed. He starts reading so'a and undresses Naila. Pregnant women's clothes with front button accents that are easy to remove. When all the buttons are removed, the two twin mountains of Naila are beautifully displayed. Since becoming pregnant, she rarely wears BH at home. Because it feels very tight and uncomfortable for him.

Salman started the action. The perfectly upright Joni was already on the doorstep. And with a matter of seconds Joni was able to penetrate the door kenik*atannya.

Salman played softly, he did not want to hurt his three children. And finally both came to a perfect release. Salman collapses next to Naila.

"Dear, thank you!" Salman hugged Naila. They fell asleep and forgot to eat lunch.

At Faisal's house

The Princess's condition is getting worse and worse. Want to vomit that he experienced had an impact on his body that was getting thinner. Faisal had been trying to find whatever the Princess asked for. But because of the birth of the baby and the age factor that is not young anymore, the Princess becomes weak and easily tired.

The princess tried to cover her stomach that had been bulging with the hijab syar'i that she was wearing. She was embarrassed to announce her pregnancy.

"Dec, what do you want? I bought it, just so you eat."

"Nothing to do, Mom!"

"When did you eat nothing? The baby in your womb."

"As I beg you, persuade Rio to stay with us! I can't be far from Rio right now."

"Well, if that's what you want! Maybe this is also one of the wishes of the baby. But this time you ate a little, huh? Three spoons! I'm bribe!"

Seeing her husband turn sour, the Princess tried to accept her husband's bribe.

"Son, don't be naughty! Your mom's kasian! Come eat a lot so you can play ball in there!" Faisal stroked his wife's stomach. Princess flabbergasted, her nausea disappeared instantly.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

I heard someone say hello from the door.

"Wa'alaikum hail! Let me open the door!" Faisal.

Faisal stepped to the front door.

"Hi besan, how are you?" Said Haris greeting his besi familiarly.

Raisya who was beside her husband just gave a smile to Faisal.

"Eh, let's go in Mr. Haris, Raisya! Tumben's here, what's up?"

"I'm sorry we forgot to tell you we're coming here! Here's Mr. Faisal, we're here to talk about Naila's seven months. She said Naila's off soon, my wife and I want to have a seven-monthly event at our house. Don't you mind, sir?"

"Oh that problem? If we were up to the kids. I will call the Princess first.

Not long after that the princess came out.

"Put, long time no see how you've been kurusan? But the appearance is more shar'i, Masyaallah...." Raisya hugged her friend and was thin as usual.

"Wait, wait it looks like something's different, when I hug you there's something stuck." Raisa was curious.

"What the hell, come-come like your detective, Rai!"

"No-no, I'm not wrong! Your aura is like a pregnant person!" Raisya reflexes touching the Princess's stomach.

"Ray..."

"You're pregnant, huh? Aye right? Don't lie to you, Put!"

Raisya urged the Princess who was still trying to cover her stomach with hijab.

Seriate.....

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See you again sister....