Loving My Raised Mother

Adventures

Arya clasped Fatma's hand and he kissed her several times. I wish Fatma would wake up with him.

After waiting for a while. Only then did Fatma notice any movement from her body, slowly opening her eyelids and looking towards Arya who was looking affectionately at her.

Fatma's lips reviewed the beautiful smile on Arya and her netra moved in search of Rania's whereabouts. "Where's rania?" with his raucous voice.

"Together with the Goddess" said Arya while sticking her chin on the back of Fatma's hand.

"Oh," closed his eyes again, gathering consciousness, apparently sleeping very well.

Arya who is not bored, continues to look at the beautiful face of the wife. "Wife Aa when you wake up looks more beautiful, huh? it's more natural."

Fatma shook her head accompanied by a knotty smile. "Switchcraft. What's the matter?" while squinting one eye.

"Ha ha ha .. you know, but real really." Arya laid her body beside Fatma.

Fatma shuffled into Arya's arms and placed her cheek on Arya's chest. ''I'll miss you."

"Well, how's that, baby? I'm here with you." Arya stroked Fatma's hair.

"When we're far away, I'll miss you." Lirih Fatma while moving her fingers on the chest to dance there.

"Aa must have missed my wife too, this beautiful Aa. I want everything, her smile! his touch. How to spoil me." Arya spoke softly.

Fatma looked up and stared very closely. "What if I miss you?"

"Call! dear ... now it is not ancient times that he said gave the same news to the family through the old letter arrived. Now the era is sophisticated, let's star the country! can immediately greet and meet face to face," said Arya at length.

"Yes, ah .. fear of kangen! how would you like?" ask Fatma in a spoiled tone.

"Em .. use tools, in the store a lot of tools. Hi hi hi hi ..." Arya.

Plakhs!

"What the hell? then can you be satisfied? why have a partner?" catch Fatma after hitting Arya's hand slowly.

"Well, do you make interludes when there are no pairs of times! than adultery might." Arya.

"If addiction continues not need a partner? good ones? blame the partner who suggested it." Fatma again.

"No, not ah. I'm just kidding, just be patient and there's a meeting." Cup! Arya kissed Fatma's forehead with a long duration.

Fatma closed both her beads enjoying a warm kiss from Arya.

"About free! we are normal ah." Fatma's Mumbling.

Arya again kissed the right and left cheeks continued to forehead and ended up on the lips of her playing partner. Lama ... there so that reawakened more desire than that.

Both enjoy togetherness on this island and prepare diligently to sow the best seeds. Planting superior seedlings in order to produce the best in the best fields as well.

Arya's gaze, which seemed to want Fatma very much, immediately welcomed and was very welcoming to Arya's wishes.

It does not feel perfect, if you go directly into the cave in the forest. Without enjoying the beauty of the mountains that make the heart gymnastics.

Although the breath is made to hunt, the heart is made to beat very fast! but the satisfaction that is obtained, with the effort that produces the fruitless enjoyment is indeed very perfect.

An adventurer who needs a high adrenaline, to be able to enjoy a small island full of honey, and its existence only in a cave in the wilderness.

After Arya satisfied playing in the mountains, the difference. Usually if playing in a mountain makes the heart calm and adem ayem, but this is even the opposite. Making the heart continue to pound, the heart seems to want to jump from a height.

Dag-dig-dug-in. Uncertain, can not wait to get to the destination immediately, on a journey to the cave is very smooth. There is no obstacle when passing through the forest whose lush trees make the cool that look.

After arriving at the destination, Arya was silent for a moment at the door of the cave. Looking at the valley that he soon enjoyed its beauty, with breath that increasingly hunted Arya's lips smiled widely. His desire exploded, struggling to dive there immediately.

No more wasting time. Arya immediately dived in a hidden valley, which not carelessly anyone could touch. Only certain people can enjoy their existence.

Silent!

The occasional sound of breathing that sounded marathon. Sometimes Arya also shouted so happy to be able to move freely, without any obstacles or interference from around her.

Now Arya's body is drenched without tap water or rain water, but sweat is pouring. He was so exhausted from his trip.

Fatma moreover, she was limp helpless. Languid, tired, satisfied. Happy to be mixed into one. Her lips kept pulling to the side showing a smile full of happiness.

Arya turned to show a very happy face as well, she threw something out of an exciting hiding place. Then dropped his body sticking his head on a pile of soft pillows.

A detached look at the large glass window that shows a view of the sea and the green forest next to it.

For a moment there was no conversation between the two other than the sound of breathing from the two that had not been controlled. He sounds like he's still hunting.

Fatma just shuffled around the body of the man who had the sixpex belly. With the blanket pinned under her armpit, Fatma did not want to be far from her husband.

Today Fatma just wants to continue with her husband in the room without anyone bothering. Without going out for a walk.

Fatma's phone kept ringing, a chat from Zayn asking why not take a walk to enjoy nature. Hanymoon it to enjoy the beauty around! not just sitting in the room, if for that anyway hanymoon all the way? at home 24 hours nonstop in the room. No need to pay costs.

Fatma and Arya just throw each other a smile reading the chat.

"Whatever Zayn wants to say, ah? what matters is that we're both happy here." Arya then kissed the wife who nodded in agreement.

Then the palm of Arya's hand moved towards Fatma's flat stomach, in her swipe slowly saying. "May my seed grow here soon, be a healthy, funny boy who makes papa anxious, mama."

"Good child, pinter Sholeh and boast of parents. Nation and religion too" added Fatma while holding Aryan's hand.

"Yes, that's when it's big. Still a baby is certainly enough to make his parents happy," continued Arya while sticking lips on the cheek of the wife ....

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