Loving My Raised Mother

Toge's son

I have never felt this sick. Bitter, poignant. Mixed into one, only this time saw Arya making out with another woman.

Beautifully turned towards Renata who was silent in tears. In his little heart he smiled happily. "Hem, now you feel how destroyed it is, right? where were you going when you played him?" Beautiful monologue in the heart.

"Prophe Ren, he's happy. And sure. If you can get anything you want." Beautifully soothing.

Then Renata's cry broke out as well. He covered his face with his ten fingers, both of his shoulders shaking violently. "I should be by your side, ma'am - not another woman. N-not that woman. Hik hik hik."

Renata's cry sounded bitter. Continues to curse her stupid self, which Arya has wasted. He was stupid to be tempted by the comfort that Doni gave.

Renata opened both hands and turned back to Arya, now they were with the daughter who was dressed in Kindergarten, laughing together chasing each other and looking very happy.

Then Renata again looked forward to the direction of Beautiful that Renata had seen her lips smile. It was like it was good to see him sad. "Beautiful, thank you? have you strengthened me?"

Beautifully silent with a difficult gaze. Then nod and embrace Renata's shoulder full of warmth.

While the taxi driver just fell silent without a sound seemed confused and with the passengers who were crying.

"You want to, right? stay at my mother's house, wait for me, will you? want ya?" pinta Renata on Beautiful.

Beautiful moment just silent, then nodded slowly. "This is my chance to react." His inner.

"Thank you? thank you so much my friend." Renata smiled faintly. Then spread his gaze to the driver while rubbing his wet cheeks.

"Road, Sir?" pinta Renata with a hoarse and discordant voice.

The taxi immediately crept up and left the place. Bringing the two women who looked sad and the other looked ordinary there was even a bias hidden in the look of his face.

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Arya is now in Fatma's house gathering with her family.

"Have you had lunch?" arya asked as she spread her eyes to Abah and Umi.

"It has. Earlier, yes Umi and Abah had been shopping and shopping for Sundanese cuisine menu. Oh my goodness .. the market is wide pisan, meni leyer iye mastaka Umi." Umi was so enthusiastic about telling her journey while holding her head.

Arya just smiled looking at the mother.

"Also liyer pisan Umi mah made Abah ashamed." Timpal Abah looked at his wife.

"Atuh da Abah ... New tea to such a big market. Especially in the supermarket that is sagala aya pokona mah lah." Add umi to husband.

"Goddess. Rania told her to take a nap, huh?" fatma said to Dewi who was accompanying Rania playing dolls.

"Oh, yes, brother!" Goddess nodded.

"Rania bobo day first yu? same aunty!" invite Dewi and Rania directly nodded, coincidentally blinking her eyes also stayed 5 wat.

Fatma continued to walk over to her husband and in-laws who were chatting. He sat next to his husband.

"Yes, Neng. Umi shopping toge, supposedly said to be good for fertility, let's hurry." Umi said after seeing Fatma sitting in that place.

Fatma and Arya throw one another so fixed view.

"Don't forget. Toge in eating, fertilization is not. It's wrong, which is more true it's often related. Not just eating toge, later if you eat toge without penetration. Keep pregnant her son toge dong, ha ha ha .." said Abah melt the atmosphere.

Fatma became a knotty smile. Shame on Abah's words.

"Yes or Abah, just eating toge can get pregnant ah. Could be," said Umi while patting Abah's shoulder with a mesem-mesem.

"So there's just one." Arya shook her head.

Then Arya and Fatma went up to her room. Fatma demanded that Arya would massage her sore waist.

"Come dong. He said he'd take a bite out of me before he left?" Fatma sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Arya who opened her shirt with the intention of taking a short nap.

Before getting into bed. Arya turned her head towards Fatma who was staring intensely at her.

"Here, sit here?" arya's word after sitting leaning against the pillow. Clap the bed next to him.

Fatma looked at the bed that Arya was patting and then she went up to sit in the place that Arya showed.

"Where do I want to massage hem?" whispered Arya right in the ear of Fatma who suddenly made goosebumps.

"Here!" pointing waist. Fatma slightly turned her back on Arya.

Aryan's lips carved out a sweet smile looking towards the fatma's back. His hand even pointed to Fatma's hair and then he removed it to the front side so that his smooth shoulders opened just like that without a strand of hair blocking it.

With mischievous Arya kissed Fatma's nape very gently. Makes the owner close their eyes and flinch. Like there is an electric shock that flows and radiates throughout the body Fatma sat.

Then both of Aryan's hands down felt Fatma's waist which he said was sick. Gently massaging her, but occasionally Arya's hand slipped to another place.

"Sir," Fatma's hand patted Arya's arm sneaking inside her short dress, but her lips smiled.

"It's not naughty but it's takeoff that .. try to explore. Ha ha ha .." elak Arya while laughing wide.

"Ih, you son of a bitch." Fatma's Mumbling.

Arya finished her massage. And turn Fatma's body to face Arya whose brain has traveled far. His face approached and landed his lips to the lips of Fatma red blushing.

Moving sweeping across every surface. M*****t sip the sweetness of that strawberry-smelling lipstick. Me*y*** dive into it.

His right hand moved at the nape, locking it and deepening his increasingly demanding touch more.

Then her left hand crept into the zipper of Fatma's dress. It opens very slowly. Slowly but surely. Encouraging him to lie down and he hunchbacked, staring softly as if asking permission if he wanted to start exploring these beautiful places.

Playing on a high hill takes off that view freely into the berghuaized and well-maintained forest. Want to enter the cave with his junior sister who can not wait to visit the place.

Fatma's eye bead moved as if giving a surrender code, letting the junior break through the lips of the cave that was ready as well.

By not wasting time. Arya started to react casually yet ravishingly.

Arya smile. Pulling her lips full of happiness felt got a fresh breeze. Before the task gets a provision that means a lot to him.

Breaths that both hunt decorate the silence that is coloring the room.

A small groan escaped from Fatma's lips, when something jolted into her body. Surrounding with the sound of delicious cry from Arya who really enjoy the ritual.

In the afternoon, the weather is quite supportive with the dim sun and black clouds adorn. Drizzle coloring. Bring to the ritual that is getting heated up and full of vigor.

Fatma looked at the back of Arya who was sleeping soundly. He rubbed his shoulders very gently. "Oh Allah .. May my husband love me forever."

Arya moves wriggling favors. Looking towards Fatma who had woken up first and looked at her squinting eyes, Both of her senses felt really cool.

''Awake up? want to work, baby?" fatma's hand stroked the smooth-haired Aryan's jaw.

Then opened his eyes wide to look at the clock. "Huh. It's afternoon! I have to take a shower." Wagging the blanket and going down.

Along with the screeches of the fatma who saw junior sister Arya who woke up. Arya shut down again.

"Darling, surprise me!" a cuph! he kissed Fatma's forehead, which covered her face with ten fingers.

"Why should I be hysterical? I just got in!" goda Arya while mesem.

"He he he .. shocked." Fatma smile knot.

Then Arya straightened her seat grabbed the shorts that she immediately wore. before walking, with her fad pulling the blanket that Fatma flops to cover her body begin above.

"Akhs. What a whim?" pekik Fatma's.

Arya just showed her white teeth while rushing into the bathroom to clean herself.

Not long after, Fatma followed to the bathroom but had previously picked up the allotment scattered on the edge of the bed. Continue tidying up the bed that exactly the ship broke.

Cklek. Fatma door handle push. Arya looks like she is in a shower field that looks steaming.

Fatma's lips smiled cunningly, then approached the self-cleaning husband. Fatma hugged from behind,

Arya's moving eye beads saw a pair of hands hugging her body and moving and dancing in her stomach area.

The area closed its eyes feeling its hot turbulent blood and rose upwards.

"Honey, it's late afternoon.I have to get ready." Turning face to face with Fatma who had started to get soaked with her lingerie.

"Why do you want to get ready? can be delayed for a moment." With a seductive tone, linking hands on Arya's shoulders.

"Darling, I'll be late." Aryan's voice shook.

His Netra Fatma came down to see a hanging but not a swing and also not a rope to pull.

"No pa-pa, go. Who is tormented too! I have nothing to lose." Fatma now moved away and pulled the cover of her body exposing everything.

Arya's eyes did not blink looking at the beautiful carvings doused in warm water was very tempting. Making Arya unable to hold back any longer, her desire peaked again.

For 30 minutes there has been a game that is very fun so it becomes opium for both.

Arya hurriedly stopped the activity, and hurriedly also cleaned up. Likewise with the fatma, he immersed himself with a smile satisfied to see Arya.

"I can be late dear .." grumbled Arya while rubbing herself.

"Bodo ah, I don't care." Fatma swept in a cold tone and her lips did not stop smiling and closed her eyes.

"Review tomorrow I'll reply, baby I want to disturb work!" reply Arya while reaching for the towel and then out of the bathroom.

"Whatever." Fatma muttered while playing with soap foam.

Arya is ready to go. So will Fatma who will take him all to pick up his parents who will come from abroad.

Aryan's parents took the son to the terrace. "Be careful, Aa. Do not forget to pray for God's help, to always protect yourself and the people you bring as well" Abah said.

"Yes, Abah. Umi, Aa want a task first? and please pray." Arya grabs her parents hand kissed in turn.

"We will pray for sure, Aa. Good luck and go home without anything less" Umi said gently. Hugged the son.

"En, Umi. Abahs. Titip Rania, huh? he won't come along he said, he's a henty of his, Goddess."

"Well, Rania doesn't want to come, baby, tumben?" Arya turned towards the wife who was now wearing a knee-length dress.

"He didn't want to. Maya was the same as aunty said," Fatma replied as she nodded.

"Yes, let it be then. Yu's leaving?" Arya immediately entered Fatma's car.

After saying hello to his parents. Followed by Fatma who sat beside Arya.

Just got a car crawling. Rania ran from inside Mension. Calling his mom and dad.

"Mam, Papa? Rania's coming?" rania's voice.

"Eeh, Neng Rania don't run or fall how?" umi catches up and grabs Rania's hand, worried about Rania falling or something.

"Rania wants to come with Umi! I'm gonna go get Oma." Rania releases Santi's hands.

Arya quickly opened the car door. "Come baby? I've had a shower, right?"

"Diningan, Neng Rania is the same umi here as Abah and aunty Dewi. Do not need to come, he said earlier did not want to come," said Umi Santi while trying to hug the child.

"No, Rania wants to come. Not for long at least," elak the boy while breaking away from umi. Approaching the car whose door is open.

"Come, honey? papa could be slow. Why did you say you didn't want to come?" pulling Rania's hand. Sit in the middle.

Umi waves a hand at Arya and wife. Until the car crept away from the place.

"Rania wanted to come along, just now she didn't want to come but now she wants to!" said the child while his clear bead eyes were circulating the father and his mother who looked very happy. Seen from the look of his face that shone cheerfully.

"Hem .. didn't want to leave Mama." Fatma rubbed Rania's head gently.

The car rolled very fast. Heading to one of the airports where Arya will want to control the plane.

"Rania will!" Rania's murmur. Papa Oya? it works the same as Tatan gak?"

"Om Tatan said he's on holiday, baby, not working with Papa right now." Arya looked ahead by looking at the streets that still looked crowded.

"Oo, why not play? kangen is the same as Tatan." Said Rania who felt the same kangen about Tatan.

"Om Tatan is not the same as Rania, how is it?" Fatma nimbrung chat Rania with her papa.

"Sir, a little fast huh? that's late!" pinta Arya to Pak Harlan while glancing at the watch.

Mr. Harlan nodded as he muttered. "Good, Den."

After receiving orders from the employer. Mr. Harlan immediately accelerated the speed of the car.

But while being engrossed in his car Fatma. Suddenly something happened ....

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