Married Bocil

CHAPTER 149

The holiday to Paris is over. Exactly two days ago. Ana and Bara return to their beloved homeland. Bring a myriad of souvenirs that have been in the wholesale Ana.

Not only that, but also some memories that became the most beautiful impression for their small family. Who always build their own chemistry. To be harmonious and warm.

To be a whole cypress family.

Ana almost forgets Arbi's birthday party which had failed to be celebrated. Because the procession gave birth, and he was busy taking care of Ara and Arez. He made her heedless of her promise to the little angel.

Afternoon atmosphere in the backyard, the main house. Ana and Bara are enjoying the beauty of twilight. Sit in a relaxing place. While drinking a cup of warm tea and some snacks there.

Seen, Ana was grasping something in both of her hands. Like a little note and a ballpoint pen.

"Unusually, you carry a little note like this, baby." Bara said when she realized Ana was holding the object in her hand. "What do you want to write, really?" Ask her again.

"Journal of our future." Answer Ana.

"Journal of our future?" Bara repeated Ana's words.

Ana nodded slowly.

"What about our next story, then with Arbi school, and Ara, Arez. Then the BARNA Corp. In the future it must be how and what. I was confused to think about all that. That's why I brought this. And ask your opinion for it. Oh, one more. Arbi's birthday! I almost forgot about that, baby." Babe explained one by one his plans to Bara.

Bara looks at Ana's face with her grinning smile. Whether he's listening or not. But it doesn't seem to be.

"Darling, you heard I didn't, anyway?" Ask Ana while grunting.

Bara chuckles at Ana who is angry.

"Yes, listen, baby. I heard everything." Said soft Bara.

"Try explaining again! Everything I said just now." Ana Pinta.

"Arbi's Year. You want to make a party for her, right?"

"That's in the last part. On it, you remember not?"

"Our next love story? Aye, right?" Bara Gumam. His voice sounded different from the previous one.

Ana's face turned red. He seemed to take his eyes off. Dare not look at Bara like that.

"Didn't you dare look at me? Come here, baby." Said Bara while touching Ana's chin. Turning it into staring at him pushy.

"Your face is red, are you sick?" Said Bara asking again. Her hands raised touched Ana's forehead.

Ana shook her head slowly.

"I'm-I'm good, baby." Answer Ana.

"It's not warm. Come on, I'm a carry!" Say suddenly. Bend body.

Esetegeh, the Bara.

"I'm okay, Bara. What are you doing like that?" Ana muttered asked.

"You need to carry you. Come on, let's go up! I count to three. One. two.." said Bara while starting to count.

"When you look at Mr. John and the other waiters, how? They'll definitely think no-no, Bara." Complain Ana.

"No, baby. They are, I pay. If they dare to gossip about you, I'll fire."

"No, don't pity them. I've worked in this house for a long time."

"Then come on, go up. We're playing sling. Kan, I've never carried you like I carry an Arbi." Bring Bara. Her body was ready to carry Ana on her back.

"Honey.." murmured Ana hesitated.

"What can I do. You don't want to go up on my back. So I.." said Bara cut off. His hand immediately lifted Ana's body. Carrying his bridal style.

"Yahoo! The ember! Lower me! Shame on, Bara! I'm going down!" Ana's grumpy screamed small.

Bara did not speak of Ana. His feet continued to walk quickly into the main house.

"You carried me but the road was fast. I'm not heavy, am I?" Ana asked confusedly.

"Weight. That's why I ran, right."

THE PLAQUE!

Ana hits Bara's chest slowly.

"Awh, sick dear." Moist.

"You said I was heavy. That's why I hit!" Ana's gerutu snorted bitterly.

Because it's Bara, be careful!

Uh.

"I'm not done yet, by the way. I mean. The weight of her love." Said Bara while lowering Ana to her size bed.

Just a few seconds carrying from the back garden, now it has arrived in the room.

"The reason is you." Ana Mumbled.

"I'm sure you're fast, right? Get to her room."

Ana pursed her lips forward. His face turned and reluctantly looked at the man before him now.

The cup!

A kiss on Bara's landing on Ana's forehead.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, An." Said Bara again. While gently stroking Ana's pretty face.

Suddenly Ana changed her facial expression into a grin.

"Eh, is that okay? I'm in sorry?"

"Who is angry? I'm not angry, I'm." Ana Mumbled.

Loh earlier?

"You need to." said Bara cut off.

"Ssttt tonight Arbi slept with us, yeah. Ah, my body is getting sultry. Take a shower first. You take care of Ara and Arez first." Said Ana suddenly.

Hearing Ana say so, Bara seemed to be inadmissive. His hand restrained Ana from leaving the bed.

HAP!

Clutching it from behind. Both her hands curled around hugging Ana.

"Darling.I promise I won't say your weight again. Please, puff up all your words just now." Bara pleaded.

"Why? Arbi right, it's very rare to sleep three of us. You should have given up, dong."

"Yes, I'll give up. But. I have to come with you too." Bara Word.

"Where? I'm not going anywhere." Ask Ana confused.

It is like being in a labyrinth.

Enigmatic full!

"To there." Bara answered while pointing towards the bathroom.

"Don't stay away from me, An. I didn't know you were that sensitive about weight. I'm sorry, honey." Bara sedu.

Behind Ana's body turned her back to Bara. Grat smile Ana looked small carving. Like someone holding back a laugh.

"I'm not angry anymore. Why are you apologizing?" Ana Mumbled.

"lik! I know that if you shut up you tuh, the sign is angry with me."

Bara's getting her embrace. Not letting Ana go. Before she gets sorry from her angel fairy.

"Yes, you too." Ana chuckles little. Turning his body to face Bara.

"I'm not angry, baby." Ana continued to say. While gently stroking Bara's face.

"Keep, if not angry, what?" Reply to Bara while drowning her head in Ana's arms.

"Marijuana you remain unchanged, yes. It's still the same as before. Four years ago." Ana Mumbled.

"If not you, who am I spoiled for? To the wife of the man?"

"Appaan, anyway! There are no wives! I'm his wife!" Ana Sensi. While tightening his embrace Bara. This left the man barely able to breathe.

"S-honey.. n-breathme!"

Mental kocheng oyen's. Outside the fierce ass. But when the same wife turned spoiled.

Uh, bushel repet.. pet.