Love of a Poor Girl
The Part 110
The city of Jakarta in the afternoon was filled with heavy rain,
Azizah was chatting with her husband in the living room after contacting family in England.
Steven is very happy to talk with his wife plus Azizah always makes himself comfortable.
“Honey!” call Steven who's busy playing his wife's hair.
“Hemmmm.”
Steven who hugged Azizah then changed his position by sleeping on his wife's thigh.
“Darling, don't be like this when you see the waiter how?” asked Azizah while looking around the room in case there was a servant.
“They won't see us,” reply Steven relaxed.
Azizah nodded slowly and played her husband's hair.
They both stared at each other
each other makes anyone who sees them will definitely be left.
“Azizah darling, how about we have a child of 5 or more?” ask Steven.
What 5? that many?
“What are you thinking, baby?” steven asked because he saw his wife's facial expression.
“5 is too much dear I was afraid if I would be overwhelmed taking care of them,” said Azizah honestly.
“We can rent a baby sitter for our child,” said Steven relaxed.
“No, I don't want to wear a baby sitter.
I want our child not to wear baby sitter,” reject Azizah.
“Why don't you want to wear baby sitter baby?”
“I want affection for our child is perfect, if you have to wear a baby sitter it feels strange,” explained Azizah.
“Alright if it wants you,” Steven said.
Steven's hand suddenly rose to his wife's white neck, he stood up and put Azizah to sleep.
The crossbred man smiled broadly yes you know that smile has now turned into a perverted smile.
Azizah stopped her husband's intentions on the grounds that they were in the family room but instead of stopping Steven instead continued his intentions and continued to fondle his wife especially on the neck.
“Ja..don't here su.. husband.. ah.” said Azizah stammered and let out a small sigh.
Because her husband did not stop Azizah and then bit her husband's lips that kissed his lips just so suddenly Steven stopped his kiss and stood away from his wife who laughed.
“Awww... This hurts my wife,” Steven said as he touched her lips.
“I told you not to be here, if the waiter sees us how?” asked Azizah casually.
Azizah then stood up and quickly ran away from her husband, Steven finally ran after his wife.
The chase is inevitable, Steven continues to pursue his wife. Laughter sounds loud filling the room, the servants who saw the chase also laughed because Azizah made Steven run like that.
“Look at them, really very funny,” said one of the servants to the other when the husband and wife were not seen again.
“Iya, since there was a young mistress. This house becomes crowded and never quiet as it used to be!” exclaims waiter.
“Sweetest stop!” pinta Stevens.
Azizah stopped and turned her gaze towards her husband and stuck out her tongue marked with ridicule.
“Wekkkk!”
Steven is getting furious and happy as he continues to chase his wife to the room, Azizah who wants to hide in the bathroom immediately pulled by Steven.
“Because of you!” said Steven.
They both gasped for breath from the chase, sweat pouring from both.
“Huh... huh.. I'm so tired,” said Steven set his breath.
“I'm also very tired, huh... geez,” says Azizah.
They then walked towards the sofa, leaning on their bodies while adjusting their breaths to each other.
a few hours later.
Feeling that there was enough and sweat was no more, Azizah and Steven decided to take a bath together.
Finish their bath praying ashar together.
“Thank you!” azizah half kissed the back of her husband's hand.
“For what?” ask Steven.
“For everything.”
The servants were already standing in line waiting for their master to have lunch.
“Good afternoon young master and young mistress Azizah!” greet the servants while slightly bowing.
“Ya,” replied Steven briefly.
“Good afternoon too!” azizah smiled broadly.
“Let me,” said Azizah when a waiter wanted to prepare rice for them.
“Good young mistress!” the waiter then retreated away from them.
“You can go now!” steven's orders.
“Good young master, we excuse you!”
Azizah took her husband's plate and filled it with rice.
“What do you want, baby?” ask Azizah.
“Sweet sour milk only dear!” exclaim Steven.
“If this one doesn't want?” azizah asked while pointing at the potato patio.
“Bby!” exclaim Steven.
After taking the sweet sour shrimp and potato paste, Azizah then gave the plate to her husband.
Then Azizah took the rice and side dishes.
Azizah began to chew food but not with her husband, her husband just kept silent while looking at her.
“You why not eat baby?” tanya Azizah stopped her eating activities.
“I don't want to eat alone!”
“You bribed?” ask Azizah.
“Yes my wife, may I?”
Azizah nodded slowly and took her husband's plate which had been filled with rice and side dishes.
He began to feed the food inside
husband's mouth.
Steven took his wife's plate and fed Azizah food and there was a romantic bribery.
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After they finished eating, they went out to enjoy the afternoon by driving a car.
“Where are we now, baby?” ask Azizah.
“How about going to Galery Azizah? we haven't been there in a long time!” take Steven while driving, because Galih's permission isn't in.
“OK darling!” yang Azizah excited.
“Tomorrow we will travel far.”
“Where is it?” ask Azizah curiously.
“To Paris! you didn't forget, did you, baby?”
“Yes geez I almost forgot, for our items have I prepared?”
“You who prepared my wife? why not just the waiters?” ask Steven.
“As long as I can why must a waiter? moreover, I don't want them to touch your underwear and your underwear,” Azizah said with her lips.
“Wah wah..my wife is now jealous!” goda Steven's.
“Yes it is a problem if I am jealous, even if I am jealous it is a sign that I love you my husband,” Azizah replied.
“Iya dear, thank you.”
“Never say thank you in our relationship, in the household it is the obligation of a couple to make each other happy,” said Azizah.
Steven remembered rightly that those were his words, unexpectedly his wife remembered and repeated those words.
“What's up?” asked Azizah to see the smile on her husband's lips.
“You remember those words correctly, I was touched,” Steven replied.
“Every word of yours I will always remember my husband!”
They finally arrived at the Azizah Gallery.
“Come my wife!” take Steven who has opened the door for his beloved wife.
Azizah got out of the car and smiled sweetly at her husband, Steven leading his wife towards the gallery and tightly embracing his wife's slender waist as if afraid of his wife being taken by someone else.
