Loving My Raised Mother

Day sport

Arya and Fatma so enjoy the meeting of two souls and two equally thirsty sense of caress.

For approximately two hours the afternoon sport lasts. Squeezing sweat until pouring, finally a sudden desire to look and nourish the baby candidate is finished, is also realized.

"Huh ..." Arya breathed a sigh of relief while glancing at the wife who was beside her. Then kiss it gently.

Fatma also smiled happily directed at her husband. Fatma inched into Aryan's arms saying. "I did it over, didn't say anything to anyone but Zayn. Only he knows my return."

"Say yesterday was busy, there was still a lot of work!" arya said while stroking the wife's open shoulder.

"Yes, anyway. A little but, and I can finish it too." Fatma looked up and kissed Arya's lips which felt very cool, moist. Provides a fresh taste in hot weather like this.

A moment later Fatma let go of her pagutan and turned away with a friendly gaze.

"Are we home soon, huh? I miss Rania." Fatma rubbed the jaw of Arya who grew the fine hairs.

"Yes, Rania must be happy to see her mom come home, she must be thinking, her mom's still a long time home." Aryan's voice began to sink.

"definitely. She was happy that ... also found out what came home from this assignment, right?" continued Fatma and no more response from Arya, making Fatma look up.

"Bully .. bobo! how about going home quick, Aa ..." Fatma shook her head. Then kiss the chest of Arya who has slept.

"Met bobo dayang!" Fatma woke up clamping the blanket under her armpit. Looking for her clothes.

Continue taking her steps to the bathroom, after putting some clothes on her body.

Soak for a moment in the bathub with therapeutic aroma water that wears. Head looked up with both eyes closed enjoying the fresh water aroma therapy, relax his body is very tired, plus just finished the afternoon exercise that confiscates energy as well.

"Hem .. Delights. Soak." Fatma muttered, still closing her eyes.

About twenty minutes later, Fatma moved and flushed her body with an air shower. Then walked after grabbing his kimono which was still hanging near the wall.

Not far from the Aryan scene. Fatma stood looking towards Arya who was still sleeping.

Fatma let out a long breath while smiling faintly. Then circulate the view around the room confused to do anything.

"Aa, actually here it is, what do you want? even sleep." Fatma sat herself on the edge of the bed. Looking back, where the husband was soundly sleeping, as if forgetting his intention here to do anything.

The woman leaned her body. Close the face to Arya's unmoved face. Fatma looked very closely and breath swept across her facial skin.

Slowly Fatma's face drew closer and fused her lips with Arya's lips, lul-mat lips that felt cool until it became warm.

Then there is the movement of Aryan limbs, his hands embrace the body of the wife while muttering. "Hit ..."

Fatma. And stay away from the husband, with an expanding smile. "awake? he said he wanted to clean up, uh .. even bobo."

"Em .. sleepy babe, tired." Arya still closed her eyes that felt like a lot.

"But I'm confused. Wanna do what? he said he wanted to clean up, but what did he want to do?" fatma said while tying her hair on top.

Arya squinted her eyes that were hard to open. "Huam ..all items will be sorted out. Just ... right now, what I want to clean clothes first. Put suitcase. Ehem." Aryan's voice was so raucous.

"Ooh, yeah. Then I'll take my clothes out of the closet, all right?" Fatma took her steps near the closet. Arya cleans herself.

Once the closet is empty and the contents switch to a large suitcase. Arya and Fatma prepare to return to Mension.

Arya calls Harlan to pick up the suitcase at the airport office. Mr. Harlan didn't ask much of anything Maybe he thought it was just Arya's suitcase.

"Honey. What say?" tanya Fatma was sitting on the sofa.

"Ready saying. Yu's? we road. Let's just get people to clean this up and transport it to a new place." Arya said softly.

"What's? new place?" Fatma was shocked to hear that.

Arya smiled and nodded. "Yes, Aa has bought a simple house for us as a family!"

"When did I buy it?" Fatma stared fixedly at the husband with a very curious look.

"A week ago that ... Aa. Surely it would love the place, because the place is quite strategic you know." Arya added while wearing her sunglasses.

Fatma bengong's. How Arya Bali home? Mension is just a vast no one inhabits, this is even buy a house. But let it be possible Arya wants to show her responsibility as a husband.

Fatma stood up and grabbed her bag. "When, Aa. Want to take me there? sight-seeing."

"Yes, Later. Sometimes now dear must be tired," said Arya while embracing her waist the wife came out of the apartment.

Both of them walked to the elevator which happened to be some people who wanted to go to the ground floor as well.make Arya and Fatma show a friendly.

Upon arrival near the Aryan motorbike, both of them immediately went up and Fatma held Arya's waist from behind.

"Hungry huh? we haven't had lunch?" fatma asked the husband who started running the bike.

"Darling right. I ate it!" sahut Arya glanced to the side.

"When I eat, not yet." Fatma said from behind.

"So, I've been eating until I'm full. Aren't you?" aryan Goda while mesem.

"What the hell? ngorang deh," elak Fatma slightly patted the husband's shoulder.

"Ha ha ha. Sweetheart's eating, Aa's the soybean." Timpal Arya while advancing his motorbike.

Fatma's index finger pierced Arya's cheek from the side, with her anxiety. "Don't talk about it again ah. Scribble home?"

"Yes my angel .. we'll go home ..." Arya runs off her bike very quickly, to get to the Missions soon.

Aryan's motor bolted towards the Mansion which dated a few kilos. Bringing passengers who are impatient to get to the destination immediately.

A few minutes later, Arya's motorbike entered the gate of the ministry. Then Arya gave the key to the driver to be put in the garage.

The two walked towards the main door. Entering with vigorous steps and just stepped foot from the door.

Rania has welcomed Arya and Fatma from behind the door. "Papa and Mama didn't say anything. If you want to go home?"

"Yes, isn't it a surprise for Rania, not happy? if it's mama, go home quickly hem?"

Fatma hugged the boy very tightly. Spilling a longing feeling in the chest. "Mama miss Rania."

"Rania also miss mom, miss." Rania's voice in the arms of the mother and Arya also rubbed Rania's shoulders gently.

From outside. Mr. Harlan brought Fatma and Arya's luggage, making Rania feel astonished. Why the suitcase belongs to papa and his mother is precisely Mr. Harlan who brought ....