Loving my best friend's sister

Loving my best friend's sister
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It has been a week since Marsya gave birth, today she has been allowed to go home because her wounds have dried up and her blood pressure has dropped. Yesterday Marsya's blood pressure had gone up because he did not sleep all night baby Syafira was constantly crying.


"Be careful of the way, dear.." Brandon said, he said as he continued to hold his wife's hand. Baby Syafira was carried by her mother.


"Sweetie I've been feeling better, don't worry too much."


"How come, I'm your husband, baby. I have another week of leave." Brandon.


"As much as you love, you should go to work again soon, I'm healed again and there's Mama who helps take care of Syafira."


"Huhh well, if my beautiful wife has spoken. I can do anything but obey." Brandon replied lethargicly, but he still wanted to enjoy his time as a father at home. But his wife had already asked him to return to work, so it was better to just obey than his angry wife.


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Brandon helped Marsya up the stairs, although her sewing wounds had dried up but it must still be painful. Moreover, the one in the sewing is the most sensitive part.


"Darling, I want to eat a fruit salad like it's delicious." Said Marsya with her sweet smile.


"I bought it first yes, in the store across the house there is a sell and sister Lita said the salad is good."


"You want a jumbo? Gapapa right, I'm going to be two servings." Marsya Whine.


"Yes my dear wife, what not if for you. Rest first, I'm not going long." Brandon kissed his wife's forehead briefly and left by closing the door slowly.


"Finally I can be free for a while from a sensitive man and a handyman, he's very protective." Marsya complained, since she was pregnant with Syafira, Brandon did turn out to be more possessive. Doing this should not be, it should not be, all its all should not be on the grounds that he should not be tired.


But the guy's rations every night he always gets. Is that not exhausting? Moreover, the duration is never less than an hour, even up to two hours more.


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The next day, Brandon started to go to work again, but he chose to hitchhike on his brother because he was lazy to bring his bike.


"Not the time of your leave is still there, why have you started working?" Raka asked, she took a quick glance at her sister's disheveled face, then refocused herself onto the streets.


"Read who asked, he said I was healed again there was a mother who helped take care of Syafira." Brandon replied, mimicking his wife's style of speech.


"Hhaaha, maybe he wants to be free from the possessiveness of lu Brand, you will be very protective to your wife."


"Does Marsya mind my change of attitude huh bang?" Ask Brandon.


"I thought to myself, there are all limits and I think you're overdoing it. Love the time to make him free, he's already big can take care of himself, he can't possibly do anything dangerous."


"She knows a heavy or light job, as long as she's pregnant you keep barring her from working anything right? that I think is excessive, at least you should give him confidence, he can not do dangerous things right?"


"Lu understand, right?" Ask Raka.


"Yes bang, honestly I don't know. I just know that she's pregnant and can't be exhausted, so I don't think doing anything is going to make her tired, right?"


"Yes but she's tired of having a husband like you." Ledek Raka with a mischievous smile that looks very annoying in Brandon's eyes.


Brandon chipped with his eyeballs.


"You better apologize to your wife Brand, now your wife will definitely be more sensitive because she's nursing her mood must change as fast as lightning, Lita is too."


"Yes later I apologize to my wife, thanks ya bang."


"Gue his plan wants to give thanks for the birth of my child all that shaving, let our extended family gather. Like Mike's brother Hanna also went home again." Brandon.


"Gue agrees, we haven't been together for a long time, have we? Her night of barbeque an exciting kayak."


"May bang, in a week I let my wife's wounds heal better that." Brandon Proposal.


"As for you when is the time, I'll wait for the invitation."


Brandon just smiled and refocused his eyes on the streets.


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"The one.." Call Brandon, in his hands he carries a crackle containing his wife's favorite meatballs.


"Yes, come home from work." Marsya answered by wearing a brick red negligee, that's the habit of his wife since she became pregnant she became a negligent negligee. The reason is because it is loose and comfortable to wear, indeed negligee is the most comfortable clothes for housewives.


"Honey, where's Syafira?"


"Just slept out on her."


"Chew that meatball." said Marsya with a smile.


"Kecium if I bring meatballs." Brandon then gave the pack of meatballs he had hidden behind his back to his wife.


"That's the best thing, thank you for eating. I happen to be laper not eating yet."


"Eat that, sisain for mama same Nia."


"Who wouldn't want to?" Ask Marsya.


"I want her to eat you."


"But honey, you can't, you're still bleeding." Brandon said lethargic.


"Let me help you out, will you?"


"You want a dong, a lollipop or an escrim?" Ask Brandon with a cramp.


"Look at it later, but if Syafira has gone bad, yeah.."


"Okay, I'm gonna take a shower first." Brandon went out in front of his wife and went to his room.


Marsya shook her head looking at her husband's adorable behavior.


"Darling.."


"Well, you've been here again, you've been to the room."


"I want to apologize to you, the sense of sin is too possessive with you all this time."


"Love gaapapa, I know. Yes, don't be sad, I'm sorry you are."


"Really?" ask Brandon.


"Seriously my handsome husband."


"Huhh, okay. I'll take a shower first.."


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Even at night baby Syafira was even fussy and did not stop crying, even if sleep should always be on the bench, if placed on the mattress the little baby must immediately cry.


"Cangolin..." Call Brandon with a wistful.


"Prophey, your son hasn't slept yet."


"Udah can't stand it, that weight." His complaints, his hands stroking his weapons that have hardened since earlier, especially when he saw the rubbery circle of his wife while breastfeeding baby Syafira.


"How do you want it, baby? Patience, I'll be asleep and I'll make my promise."


"Hufftt, yes, I'm bobo." Brandon turned his body and covered his body with a blanket up to his head. Her handsome husband was sulking.


"Bobok dong babe, kasian papa.."


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