Loving My Raised Mother

Couples

Arya brought Rania home. And on the street meet Zayn who's from the toilet.

"Where's Maya's sweet boy?" tanya Zayn stared at Rania and Zayn alternately.

"You're home, tired." Rania returned Zayn's gaze.

"Em .. That's it, be careful sweet boy?" zayn said as he rubbed Rania's head.

"We go home first, right?" Arya nodded at Zayn

"Okay, be careful bro! put my bangs on, huh?" zayn said as he raised his hand.

"Yes. Yo!" Arya continued her steps out of the restaurant.

Zayn's gaze was fixed on the departure of Arya and Rania. "Huuh .. seems like a nice guy, seems sincere about loving his son and loving my cousin Fatma."

Zayn took a long breath. "It's a shame, when you're in trouble. I'm not near you, thankfully your ex is now in jail." He said with a furious tone.

Arya and Rania are already on top of Arya's moge. It travels quickly through many other vehicles. Split the streets and race against the other iron horses.

"Papa, Rania sleeps .." lamented Rania.

"Yes, baby ... soon to come, patience, right?"

"When the hell did he get there? Rania wants to go bobo." Rania continued to whine.

"Oya-iya, patience ... soon also arrived." Arya turned her moto and drove even faster.

The day was so hot. Without the slightest cloud, make the hot atmosphere burn the soul. Finally, Arya's motorbike entered the apartment building and entered the motorbike into the parking lot.

Rania looked sleepy so heavy that her body drooped into Arya's hand earlier. Arya came down and immediately carried the body of Rania who began to fall asleep.

When you get out of the elevator. Both eyes Arya found the figure of the woman he had known all along.

Renata, yes. Renata is near the unit Arya is standing and immediately find Arya who is holding Rania.

"Whose son is that?" tanya Renata stared fixedly at Arya who was walking carrying a child. Renata was astonished and his heart was pounding.

"My son," Arya replied. "What's right here?"

"So, I came here to apologize to you." Renata.

"You better go home. It's not good if our partner sees it, afraid of slander." It was clearly Arya who stood a few steps away from Renata.

"So, I'm sorry I cheated on you, I'm so sorry." Stiffness Renata while looking down.

"Have it. Forget it all, it's not good if you get caught by your husband. And I got caught by my wife! Go home!"

Renata. "Your wife? ma-you mean? No way!" Renata shakes violently. There's no way Arya's getting married fast either.

"Yes, I got married the day we planned. I'm married to a woman." Arya turns her back on Renata with Rania still asleep in a sling.

"What's? you got married the same day?" Renata was stunned in disbelief. "You didn't even come to my show!"

"Yes, I was in Bandung and married too. So go, I don't want my wife to know we met here. Forget everything," Arya said with a glance.

"No, that's not possible! can't you be the same day? I know you love me so much. So there's no way you're getting married to another woman so soon." Renata's head continued to shake violently and her eyes glazed over and then her tears flowed.

"I can't believe it! no way, it must be a lie." Renata's voice shook. Withstanding crying.

"I'm asking to go? forget everything. I've married. Don't think anymore. Gone?"

Again Renata shakes. "You're evil! I don't trust you." Renata shut his mouth, he cried while leaving the place.

The passersby saw Renata crying. And Arya doesn't see much left-right. Instead of going in to lay Rania down, she's in her room.

Now Arya is standing on the balcony daydreaming. Remembering the incident just now, looking at the sky that was once very hot, turned gray and cloudy.

From far away came the sound of footsteps approaching Arya's room. Arya turned her body looking towards the source of the sound.

Fatma was walking in a barrage entering the room. Keeping the bag on the table, Arya immediately approached.

"Have you come home, baby?" asked Arya while carrying some clothes hanging and then stored in the closet.

"Already, Rania is so good Bobonya." Fatma turned towards Arya.

"Hem, from the motor begins to whine sleepily, dear." Aryan's hand was embracing Fatma's back waist.

"Yes, tired of it." Fatma looked up at Arya's face, which pulled her body to the front of Arya.

"Yes, tired of it?" looking back at Fatma.

Fatma nodded slowly. "Why?"

"Kangen." tightened his embrace. Closer his face to the face of Fatma who looked up.

"Kang-" the sentence that Fatma let out was cut off with Aryan's mouth shutting his mouth.

Arya who currently remembers little Renata figure, did not want to drift and happened to have the wife as the antidote. He showered Fatma's face with a small kiss.

Arya dragged Fatma's body to the bed and she lay it on the bed. Then he locked the cage so that Fatma did not wake up.

Dag-dig-dug, Fatma's heart is racing faster than normal. Rumbled erratically, his netra looked at the husband who seemed to want to channel his passion.

But now Fatma is no longer worried because her pms has been sorted out. And indeed Fatma had intended to give her rights tonight to Arya.

Arya again mingled Fatma's face showering her with a small kiss from starting cheeks, forehead and ending at the lips. He kissed very gently. Arya l**at very friendly, M*****p full of excitement and passionate desire fills the soul.

Fatma closed both her eyes. Feeling how soft every touch that Arya gives,*ma*an was inevitable from Arya's hand in her natural balloon.

Aryan lips move down to the neck area and down again to the bottom approaching beautiful balloons that are chewy and look beautiful after Arya open the cover. Makes Arya more challenged to enjoy it.

Both of Fatma's eyes kept on closing. His hand gripped Arya's hair which he occasionally bought. "Ahk ..." a soft voice escaped from his lips, after a conscious thump bit his lower lip.

Instantly Fatma remembered on the door of the room that she forgot to know in the key? don't know. The surging gushes woke up looking towards the door, making Arya surprised.

"Honey, the door's not in the lock!" fatma's murmur. Pointing with his chin.

The head of Arya followed what Fatma had shown. For a moment he stared expressionlessly and then looked towards Fatma who covered her chest with both hands while looking down. Arya smile! then quickly descended towards the door and locked it ....

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