Mafia Wedding Games

Chapters 108. First Experience

The day that passed with many activities was changed to an afternoon that was ready to welcome the night to rest a tired body.

Two cars came together in Mr. Tedy's large courtyard that afternoon. Unfortunately the atmosphere is still like the days before. No two smiling faces warmly welcomed their return. Kharisa stared at the house after his feet were poked on the ground.

"What's wrong?" asked Gara who saw the empty gaze of the wife on the house nuanced white bone.

"It felt like the house was so quiet when Dad and Mom were not around. But how else? they also have to enjoy their old age at this time." exclaimed Kharisa then stepped towards the house along with Randa and also his two twin sisters who had just arrived from the company of the father.

Each of them headed to the room to clean up immediately. "Good afternoon Mr. Madam." greet the maids respectfully.

"Sore, Bi." replied Kharisa.

"Sore as well, Silvi." said Randa who sounded so familiar without giving Bibi a call at the beginning of the name.

Everyone was so indifferent to hearing that flirtatious greeting.

In the room, Gara looks at the movement of Kharisa who began to undress looks difficult. "Let me help. Tomorrow don't wear tight clothes like this. Pity our son." he said as he pulled the clothes from the bottom up.

"Yes" answered Kharisa briefly.

"After dinner do we want to go shopping for clothes?" tawar Gara's.

"No need, loose clothes are still a lot in the closet." declined Kharisa.

"That's not enough." replied Gara again.

"Here you go, I'm only a few months pregnant. After that my body was back to small again" he said.

"I mean next don't wear tight clothes. Not while pregnant alone." explained Gara.

"What's really going on? is my body ugly?" kharisa asked confused.

Because of silence. He was confused as to how to explain everything. "No Gara. If you tell me the truth where is your pride? but if banning it at this time also surely the business will be longer. Huh..shit! pregnant women like to be prejudiced and very sensitive." Inner Gara cursed his frustration that he could not express to the wife.

Kharisa's body is very tempting even though it is always wrapped in formal clothes and suits, not closing the look of the curves of the suit is still displaying the perfection of his body.

"Forget over. Let's take a bath together." Her son without giving time for Kharisa to ask the next question.

"But..." Kharisa could not continue his words when the tiny lips had been attacked by the husband while in his arms.

Stepping carefully towards the bathroom without regard to the direction of the destination. While Kharisa was closed enjoying the attack on the lips of his husband. For some reason since pregnancy, both feel their desire is much more passionate.

The bathroom door was closed with a push of the foot. And then there was a voice, "Braaak!"

"Ah..hit!" pekik Gara cursed the floor that became the buttocks when he fell because of the slippery floor of the bathroom.

"God..." Kharisa was so shocked when he realized they had fallen.

"Kharisa, I'm sorry. You're all right! is anyone sick?" Because the pain is now more worried about the situation of the wife who sits on her lap.

"No, I'm fine. It's a good thing that you swung my body earlier." Kharisa explained seeing the face of the husband who had turned red.

"Thank God." replied Gara relieved after making sure his wife was okay.

"What about you?" ask Kharisa.

"It looks like I'm going to be ambient. So hurt. This song is why the bathroom flooded like this!" Because staring at the tap of water that leaked on to meet the bathtub.

"Let's help." Kharisa reached out after standing before her husband.

"I'm not strong. It hurts a lot." replied Gara who was holding his butt.

"Okay, wait a minute." Kharisa went out of the room leaving her husband in pain.

Shortly after, three men came into the bathroom. "Geez, why did it fall in Gar's bathroom? do you intend..." Randa who offered a question immediately was tepis by Kharisa out of embarrassment.

"Randa, help my husband quickly. Pity him." he exclaimed.

Randa, Vino, and Vano also carried Gara's body from the bathroom to the bed with a bowed position.

"It's safe on the back. Front whispered still in use." ledek Randa who chuckles to see the misfortune befall his best friend.

"When can it be from behind?" vino's question made Kharisa and Randa look at each other.

"Vino, Vano you're out. Brother is taking a shower. Randa, please call a good masseuse. Poor Gara." pech Kharisa.

"Aren't you going to give up your own husband?" goda Randa again.

"Misall veins are okay. The origin of strong rocking must be because it's healing."

"From that much talk. Get out there." chuckled Gara who was upset since then still silent now finally made a sound too.

Randa came out, and Kharisa and his wife stayed in the room. "Is it really sick?" kharisa asked approaching the face of the husband.

"Yes." answered briefly.

"Part of taking a shower still wants that. This is how it became. I'm gonna take a shower first is okay?"

"Hem." answered briefly.

Kharisa rubbed the husband's head after that he went to the bathroom to clean himself.

After the bath activity Kharisa, now finally she lay down to accompany her husband who was still not moving from his original position.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

The door was heard from outside the room. Kharisa quickly stepped up and opened the door of his room.

"It's a masseuse for Gara." said Randa.

A middle-aged man stood up and immediately invited Kharisa to enter. "Please Sir. My husband fell down earlier. Please be healed sir." pechak Kharisa politely.

Randa also entered on orders from Kharisa.

"Risa." call Gara without seeing where his wife is.

"Yes I'm here" said Kharisa holding her husband's hand.

Pants began to be disfigured by middle-aged men after being covered by a blanket that was not so thick.

Massage after massage started to move. Sometimes there is a sound of laughter from the owner of the body. Kharisa was confused to see her husband who said nothing but kept laughing.

"Hehehehehe hehehehe has Pak I am tickled" said Gara.

There was no answer from the masseuse, suddenly heard. "Ah.." shouted Gara twitched strongly when the massage touched the very painful part according to him.

"Relax, it does hurt a little. Because it must be in straight so as not to get worse that banged earlier." exclaimed the masseur.

"Ah.ah hurts." Because it twitched so hard that his hand grip on the wife was so strong.

"The massage pack is slow to pity my husband." said Kharisa not bear.

"Sorry, Mom. It should be like this if the problem is like this. But just for a minute."

Randa laughed gigglingly looking at the nape of Gara's neck that was flushed evenly with her face that was down.

"Hah his intention is to have fun, even shit like this." grumbled Gara inwardly.

Tring Tring Tring The ringing sound of a cell phone broke the commotion in the room. Kharisa was about to stand up and let go of his hand, but Gara did not let go of the grip.

"There's a phone call" Kharisa said trying to explain.

"Don't go." Gara insisted on still asking to be accompanied.

"Randa please well." pech Kharisa unhappily.

"Okay, take a minute." Randa walked up to pick up the phone and gave it to Kharisa.

A video call was seen on his phone screen. "Mother." said Kharisa so excited and immediately raised the video call.

"Hello dear." greet Madam Harina as she waves her hand.

"Mother, how are you? it's okay, right?" ask Kharisa enthusiastically.

"Yes, Mom and Dad were very nice. What are you guys doing? why is it so noisy?" asked Mistress Harina who was astonished to hear the voice of a familiar man continue to shout.

Kharisa smiled widely. "Kharisa, you didn't torture Mom's son, did you?" kanda Madam Harina.

Kharisa also showed Gara next to him who was getting a massage from the foreign man. Mistress Harina unceasingly chuckled at the sight of her son in pain at the hands of others. In fact this is the first experience Gara who felt a massage during his life.

Amused laughter and screams of pain continued to rub against each other across the phone. Mr. Tedy also listened while laughing with his wife.