Love Wrapped Nista

To Papa's house

After rinsing his body and the wife's body under the shower, Ken helped wrap a towel around Zahra's body, prompting her to protest for the umpteenth time.

"I can do it myself, Ken!" zahra.

Ken didn't budge, instead lifting Zahra's body back in his carrier and they came out of the bathroom area.

Upon arriving in the room, Ken sat Zahra carefully on the edge of the bed, then he took the body lotion owned by his wife.

"Eh, what are you doing?" zahra asked to see that Ken had opened the body lotion cover.

"You want olesin to your body, you know! Like normally," Ken said with a mischievous smile.

"No, let me..." Zahra already knew her husband's intentions if he had smiled like that.

Ken chuckled, "Sttsss... Nyai Ratu just calm down, let the servant who serves," he said while kneeling in front of Zahra who sat on the lips ranjangg.

Zahra was just a head bobble looking at Ken's behavior that made him melt aka melt. He began to enjoy the body lotion that Ken applied to his leg area.

"Ken, don't go there!" Zahra patted Ken's hand slowly the longer even more creeping up to pang kal pa only.

Ken chuckled at a glance, yet did not move his fingers from there. Zahra already knew that Ken would tease her again this time. The sneaky smile on her husband's face could already be read clearly.

"Ken, this is Maghrib! I don't want to shower anymore. Because of you I took a bath twice, don't let me take a bath the third time!" zahra protest.

Want to not want to, Ken also pulled his hands that were always naughty.

"Yes, yes.. later tonight it's connected again, yes!" ken said calmly.

"Oh omes keep going!" Zahra.

"The reason for doing the same thing that is halal is different and more delicious, dear ..." said Ken slowly but made Zahra's eyes bully.

"Aware of you too! But the same bad luck that doesn't remember, right? You still feel good!" sindir Zahra's.

Looks like Ken spoke wrong. He regretted saying his words.

"That was before, baby! Never again, really! I already know that the same wife herself is far more delicious," Ken chuckled.

"What is the plan to do again the same thing that is not a wife?"

"No way, just like you."

Zahra threw away her face. "If bosen is like me, how?" tanyanya put on a flat face.

"Yes, don't!" answer Ken quickly.

"Where do I know! His name is bosen too" said Zahra.

Ken laughed, he got up and picked up a small towel. Now he dries Zahra's hair by rubbing it with a towel he holds.

"Let's know, I'll never be the same as you. Until whenever!" ken emphasized his words.

"If I'm the same as you, how?" ask Zahra.

Ken stopped his activity on the wife's hair. Zahra's question managed to leave him speechless for a while.

"I'm going to keep learning to make new variations in our relationship, so you're not as good as me" Ken smiled broadly, quite satisfied with the answer he gave.

"Thank you my husband" said Zahra. Zahra's hands stretched out upward, then she rubbed the side of Ken's face that began to feel rough, not as usual.

"Tomorrow morning, remind me to help you shave, yeah! I don't want my husband to be unkempt like this! How many days have you ignored this?" zahra asked as she continued to caress Ken's face.

"Hehe, yes.Abisnya I focus the same problem we. Forget to take care of yourself."

"Now that you have me, I will help you take care of everything that concerns you."

"Yes dear. Yes, we are ready to pray maghrib yuk..."

"Hmm.. But, Ken?"

"Why?" Ken looked over while wearing his shirt.

"What are we eating tonight? I wasn't cooking, the fish was also charred."

"Order online only, I'll order in the app."

"OK," said Zahra got up and started wearing her clothes as well.

After the Maghrib prayer, Ken and Zahra gather with Rasta and Uncle Sapta in the dining room.

"You cook, Han?" asked Rasta and Zahra shook her head slowly.

"It was supposed to be cooking but the cooking failed" Zahra replied shrugging.

"You have to go!" kekeh Ken who felt shunned.

Uncle Sapta laughed when he heard the guyonan heard tonight.

"Rame is yours" said Uncle Sapta. "So often stay here," he continued.

"God willing, Uncle." Ken smiled a little.

Before long, the online food that Ken had ordered arrived at Rasta's residence. They had dinner together with a warm and family atmosphere.

"Ken, I remember, since we got married we haven't been to your Papa's house. Shouldn't we go there? At least to see Papa's condition. If I'm not mistaken, I last met Papa at the workshop opening." Zahra looked at Ken who was sitting next to her.

Ken nodded, in fact he hesitated to take Zahra there long ago-because there was Frans at his Papa's house, but if Zahra had asked him again like this, would not want Ken to agree, would not agree, just visiting, right?

"Okay, we'll be there." At the same time later, Ken will all find out Frans gelagat. Does Frans really have anything to do with Jenar's pregnancy?

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The next day, Zahra and Ken prepare to go to Bagas' house, Ken's father.

It just so happens that today is Saturday, so Ken wishes that Papa would be at home on a weekend like this.

The journey from the Rasta residence to the Papa's house did not feel long because the whole trip was filled with silly Ken talks to warm the atmosphere.

The warm talk that only Ken offered to his beloved wife, if with others he would change to the original form like a dry canoebo, as his nickname.

"Come, Honey!" Ken held out his fingers as he opened the car door for his wife.

Zahra greeted Ken's fingers, slowly descending the car. In his hand brought some parcels that he made himself specifically for the in-laws.

A servant opens the door for Ken and Zahra. Before long Bagas and Irene appeared from the opposite direction.

"Ken... Zahras..." Bagas semringah because of the arrival of the child and his daughter-in-law.

Zahra and Ken shook Bagas' hand with reverence. Zahra also shook Irene's hand but Ken didn't do that.

They sat on the living room couch. The waiter received all the parcels that Zahra brought for her to serve later.

"Zahra, forgive Papa for not seeing you after the incident." Bagas looked at Zahra.

"It's okay, Pa..."

"Papa actually wanted to visit, but Papa's health condition dropped. It has been two months Papa has not been to the office," said Bagas frankly.

"Papa sick?" Ken started talking because he heard his father's words.

"Your father is just unwell!" timpal Irene with a flat tone.

"Have you checked with the doctor?" ask Ken again.

"Already, there are Doctors who come to visit Papa and routinely give drugs for Papa consumption."

"Oh, Doctor Hasan is here" said Ken, relieved.

"Not Doctor Hasan, Ken. But Doctor Romi." said Bagas.

"Doctor Romi? New doctor?"

"Yes, Doctor Hasan is too old. It's impossible to be deft if you have to come here almost every day to check on your papa!" cetus Irene's.

Ken took a long breath. "Doctor Romi practices at which Hospital? Is he really a doctor?" satir Ken.

"Ken..." Zahra held Ken's arm to stop Ken's anger that was about to start.

"You think I sent someone who wasn't a doctor to treat my husband?" cynical Irene.

"Yes, who knows!" ken smiled back in a slant.

"Doctor Romi is Ken's original doctor, Papa who called him is not Mama Irene."

"Oh, great!" said Ken lazy.

"Call you guys already here how about we have lunch together?"

Irene threw away her face as her husband offered Ken a meal together.

"May, the origin of the food is no poison!" ken's cock looks serious.

Zahra and Bagas were just nodding their heads at Ken's words.

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