
“This child, do such a thing to Wulan are you not ashamed? Why not wait a little? At least mama should meet Hendy's grandfather and propose to him for you,” Jenny said.
“Mama said what?”
Jenny raised both her hands up to her waist.
“We have not proposed to Wulan to her grandfather, it is not polite for you. At least respect your partner,” continued Jenny.
“Ma?” Arkan stood up while scratching his head. He did not know what his mother said. Since when did he not appreciate Wulan? Even he was willing to do whatever Wulan asked.
“Wulan did he get rough on you?” ask Jenny.
“Ngak aunty,” replied Wulan.
Jenny pulled a chair for Wulan to sit at the dining table.
“Turn him if he forces you,”, Jenny said.
Wulan was embarrassed. He knows what Jenny is talking about.
Arkan headed towards the dining table while grumbling beside Wulan.
“When I'm rude to someone I love.”
“If you are legally married, quickly give your mother a lot of grandchildren. Now you haven't gotten permission from Uncle Johan. You forgot Wulan is still tattooing your uncle? If Wulan is pregnant and Hendy's grandfather knows, mama will be even more bothered. Grandpa Hendy is still angry with our family,” Jenny said.
Arkan looked at his mother, he only realized that his mother hoped that he and wulan would get married soon.
“When uncle siuman?” ask Arkan.
“Where do you know, mama's not god?
“So what does the doctor say?”
“Operation is running smoothly, Ease this afternoon can be aware.”
“So this afternoon we went to the hospital to meet my dear uncle,” Arkan pulled the fingers of Wulan then clasped his hands.
With a swift hand Jenny, hit the back of Arkan's hand.
“What the hell, hold hold hold. There's a mama you're flirty what if mama doesn't exist?”
“This is dear to eat, mama bought on the road before coming here,” said jenny while thrusting a bowl to Wulan.
“ini Singapore's most famous chicken porridge on orchid street. At 6 am, the porridge shop is open. So aunt go directly there.”
“I also want ma,” said Arkan.
“You why would you go hungry like that?” handing another bowl in front of Arkan.
“Siang this mama will pick up dad at the airport, later from the airport mama will go directly to the hospital.”
Arkan nodded as he continued to chew the food in front of him.
“Enak darling?” ask Jenny to Wulan.
“Enak aunty.”
Wulan was so greedy to eat porridge in front of him until the third bowl.
“Still want to baby? We're on the road looking for food,” take Arkan.
Wulan nodded. Her stomach was not yet satisfied. He still imagined solid foods such as rice. The porridge will not fill him. For two weeks in countries A and C he only continued to consume bread and potatoes every day. Lunch and dinner are like breakfast.
“Ma we shower first,” Arkan said. He and Wulan walked to the room.
“You'll shower together?” ask Jenny.
“Wulan just change clothes, Wulan had a shower,” said Wulan.
“Oh well,” said Jenny resigned.
“Arkan! Can be a child pregnant people first,” grumbled Jenny.
After Wulan and Arkan Jenny also went into the room. She had to take a shower and be ready because at 11 she still had to pick up her husband.
At ten, Jenny was out of the room with a neat dress up.
“Have they gone? How quiet!”
“Arkan, Wulan,” call Jenny.
Jenny looks for her car keys next to the nightstand. From within the room sound is heard *******.
“This kid's boy, they!”
While annoyed Jenny walked out of the room towards the best apartment.
He had to arrive at the airport at eleven o'clock, if the schedule did not miss, Richard's plane arrived at 11:30 that afternoon.
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“Nak no?” ask Arkan who is twitching Wulan's back.
“Enak mas, but Please slowly,” said Wulan.
“If slowly is not the name of the massage, but in elus.”
“On the back is also mas,” pinta Wulan that has been eaten in the incandescent by Arkan.
“Your hands are muscular darling. From behind it looks like Atlit weightlifter,” joked Arkan.
“Mas don't like it? Is Sheila's back better?”
“Sheila again.”
Whenever she felt offended Wulan would definitely mention Sheila's name to Arkan. The name backfired in Arkan's ears. She walked with Sheila only twice. First at the wedding of the mother and second time to the place of the doctor Yudha.
“Ten Sheila will not change how I feel about you,” Arkan said.
Wulan smiled faintly, then turned to look at Arkan.
Bathrobe in Wulan's body was exposed to half his chest. Arkan's eyes were fixed towards the two hills that were slightly sticking out to the surface.
“For yuk,” ewan directly landed a kiss on the lips of Wulan.
“Still sore mas,” said wulan while moaning to withstand the pressure of the body that continues to push him to fall on the bed.
“Slowly slow down,” whispered Arkan.
“Mas Arkan.” Wulan's screams because Arkan's heirloom have started to go into his possession.
They just did that an hour ago.
“Mas, peri,” says its shrivel.
Slowly but surely Arkan's heirloom came in. A little wet so it's not too forced. It feels narrow and warm in there.
Arkan is still not moving. He kissed Wulan's lips with tenderness. After a long time, being in there, began to twitch. Wulan started to enjoy, she even started to sway following her instincts.
“Come mas,”
Arkan also began to move, according to the Wulan movement.
“Aah,” his sigh makes Arkan roaring even more.
“Oughh mas, mas,” like his wulan almost arrived because the rhythm of the circulation is increasing, and Wulan is increasingly struggling.
After a long sigh, Arkan also poured all his feelings into Wulan's body.
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At 11:30 the plane that Richard was on arrived at the airport. A few minutes after his luggage came out Richard went straight out to meet Jenny who was waiting for him in front of the arrival gate 2.
“Mama”.
She approached Jenny and hugged her.
“Mama alone?” ask Richard.
“Self mas,” replied Jenny while a manyun.
“Loh Where's Arkan? He said he flew here? ask Richard.
“Mas can be reprimanded him, Wulan will soon bunting if they like it continues. They iih,” said jenny annoyed.
Richard smiled widely, “let them, they again fall in love. How come mama wants their misahin ma?”
“Mas anyway do not see what kind of gaze uncle Hendy, he even offended our family can not educate children,” added Jenny, she expressed her uneg to her husband.
“Maybe Brian ma.”
“Iya Brian, continue if Wulan bunting? He still does not agree with the relationship of Wulan and Arkan,”, said Jenny.
“Yes already, you talked about it to Arkan. If you don't talk about him, where do you know?”
“Mas only who talk.”
“Nah, want to talk to his son want a good one, a bad turn to throw at me anyway ma ma,” said Richard.
“Give me the car keys of mama, the driving father. Mama call Arkan, tell me I want to talk,” said Richard.
The lips of the manyun that had been curved down now smiled up. Jenny handed the car keys into her husband's hands. While holding her husband's arm they walked together towards the parking lot.
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TBC…