Loving Disabled Husband

Part.42

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After cleaning themselves the small family was compact out of the room simultaneously.

Pras' left hand held Alina's tiny hand. While the man's right hand held Alesya's tiny body.

Pras took his wife and children to the dining table where Mbok Darmi had provided breakfast menu for the family who was on vacation there.

Arriving in the dining room was good Alina or the same as feeling foreign to the presence of a young woman who is currently helping Mbok Darmi in the kitchen.

"Good morning Mbok," said Pras and Alina simultaneously, to make the couple chuckle together.

"Good morning also Den, Non, and Non Tiny" replied Mbok Darmi welcomed his employer's small family.

"Sorry, who is this, Ma'am?" alina asked Mbok Darmi when she saw a girl who was estimated to be the same age as her.

"This is my son Non, his name is Nurmala. But usually called Mala," replied Mbok Darmi introduced his daughter to the couple.

"When the child is one Mbok? Wah has grown up yes you," continued Pras who is quite familiar with the figure of the child from his art.

But just getting to know. Not close at all, even chatting with her alone never.

Se cuek and as cold as it is Pras if not in the person he considers important and valuable in his life.

"Yes, sir, has graduated from college as well." continued Mbok staring proudly at his daughter who had just been silently staring with admiration at the man who was none other than his mother's employer.

"Oh so, same with you dear dong." Pras replied while pulling Alina's waist to make their bodies more docked and kissed the shoots of her head.

"Yes, has Mbok worked?" ask Alina.

"Not yet non, this is again nyari. Hopefully you can be close so as not to stay away,"

"Indeed before his college in the city,"

"No, but the distance from the city to here is quite far. So we were forced to live far apart because Mala had to live in a boarding house to get closer to campus,"

"Oh that way, why not try to put her application to Mama's boutique? It just so happens that there's a need for extra power,"

"Is that really Miss?"

"Yes, but dear. If you work there may have to live far away again, it's not possible to go home from here,"

"Yes anyway. But if under the supervision of the Wiratama family anyway I do not feel worried non. I've known Mr and Mrs Wiratama well enough, so I feel calm if Mala can work together with the big lady,"

"Well, later I try to ask Mama yes, who knows there are still vacancies,"

"Good Non. Thank you before that,"

"Yes, same as Mbok."

Pras and Alina also finished her breakfast with the contents of several romantic scenes. Where Pras asked for a bribe by his little wife.

While the little Alesya is being treated by MBok Darmi while being played by Mala. The girl seemed so enthusiastic about accompanying the daughter of her master.

Even he did not mind at all when Alesya continued to make her bother because she had to pick up the toy that Alesya threw into the backyard.

"Ale baby, don't dong that. Poor sister Mala had to go back and forth menglekin toys," said Alina when approaching her little daughter, who was playing in the backyard together with Mala.

Sticking directly on Alina's body. Can not be denied if Alina is indeed very beautiful, her look is ayu, her skin is smooth white and also her friendliness in acting and speaking words makes its own attraction for married women.

It is not wrong if Pras just keeps sticking to her. In fact, nothing seems more interesting than his wife. Until the morning, afternoon, evening and night the man continued to buy the body of the wife.

"Darling we walk yuk road? His Ale mumpung is also still a spirit of play. We take it to the family tourist attractions that are here." take Pras to his wife.

"Come, yeah I'm ready first then. Nitip Ale was Mas,"

"Yes, baby, you're ready to change for me. We'll take care of Ale, then,"

"OK,"

Alina immediately went to her room. Leaving Pras who is currently taking over Alesya from Alina's hands.

"Ale is just the same. You can go and continue to help help the Mbok in the kitchen," said Pras who made Mala wake up from her reverie.

"It's okay sir, I'm here. Who knows if mister or non Ale needs help," he refused subtly.

Hearing the answer from the girl, Pras felt uncomfortable. Until finally Pras also chose to rise and followed the wife to the room.

"Alright if you still want to stay here. Let me go" continued Pras before getting up and passing to his private room.

Mala herself just froze. He did not expect that Pras would leave when he refused to leave.

Pras is not his do not know, even from the beginning met Pras knew very well that from then on the girl just kept paying attention to him.

That is why today Pras suddenly spoiled his wife. Pras knew there was a strange gurgle on the girl. However, he was also unlikely to directly accuse just like that.

'Feel confidence' that's what other people will probably tell him when Pras just accused the girl of having an interest in him.

Until Pras as much as possible avoid showing affection between himself and Alina. Hope if Mala realizes that he's a married man.

"Well, how are we following? I'm old huh? Sorry yes," said Alina who just finished preparing ready and about to leave the room.

Eh instead found her husband and son had entered first into the room.

"Mama anyway, long time. Yes no dear," answered Pras glanced at the princess who looked confusedly at the two.

"Well, he's dumb, too,"

"Ale doesn't know what Mas is. Even in the mintain of opinion," replied Alina chuckled when she saw her husband's behavior.

"Here, Ale let me handle it. You better be ready,"

"Okay, my dear, Cup."

Alina just shook her head while smiling haru. She did not expect that her cold and arrogant husband could behave as sweet as he was right now.

Initially, it felt like giving up when you had to continue to face Pras' attitude which often said rude because it still could not make peace with the existence.

But now, everything has changed. Where the man turned back so loved him at the end of the defense that was almost destroyed by fatigue and patience that began to erode.

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