Married Disabled Man

Seraph

Kreeks...

Ali opened the door of the room with a happy feeling of course pounding. They have been married for a year. Just this time his wife called him when he left the house, and asked him to come back, with a gentle word.

"Where have you been Ali... It's 22:32 Wib. I was late to sleep. You know for yourself. I have to sleep at least 10 p.m." Said Ruby pouting, sitting leaning against the beadbord of the bed. Staring at the clock perched on the wall right in front of him.

"Yes, if you want to sleep, then go to sleep. Don't wait for me all." Ali smelled a smile. He was happy, because he felt needed.

Ruby who was upset, finally looked lazily towards the husband.

"iihi... You know, I can't sleep. If you don't pay and elus is a son." Pointing to that distended stomach.

Since they were one bed, Ali was often chanting the holy verse near the belly of Ruby. He had not dared to touch his wife's stomach. You know his wife is anti-himself. Tapo, over time Ruby even asked to be stroked his stomach.

Eehmm...

"Where's it good if it's not direct." Said Ali sok sulking.

Ruby rolled her eyes puffed up. The forehead shriveled, confused by Ali's intent.

"I mean her ?"

"I was just stroking your clothes. What's good."

"Oouww... You want me to take off that shirt?" ask Ruby sewot.

"Hoo..oh...!"

Blaash..

The pillow flew towards Ali. He quickly caught the pillow with a wave. Only his hand worked well.

Haaha..

Ali was made to grin at the behavior of Ruby who pecked my index finger.

"Emang elus directly his stomach must be undressed, must that be so?" Ali put a pillow on the bed. He also started to get on the bed. His index finger moved.

"When you get undressed, you'll ask."

"If you don't allow it, I won't understand it. I'll wait for you to be ready." Ali's facial expression looked tense and reddened. The man looked like he was holding back the desire. Naturally he was like that, because their conversation was in that direction.

"I don't want to, there's no taste." Said Ruby quickly.

"Yes...!" Ali began chanting the holy verse of the Quran. Tonight he focused on chanting Suroh Yusuf. When Ali stroked the stomach of the wife while teaching, the child in the stomach of his wife would make strong movements at the beginning and over time the movement will weaken.

"Sleep to my dear daughter... May you be a beautiful child, more beautiful than the angel in heaven and your heart."

Poux .

"Anything me?" One spoiled slap, landing on Ali's back, as he kissed his wife's belly, which was still covered in negligence.

Ali glanced at his wife. "Injected?" ask her wonder.

"She, you must think I'm not a good woman. That's why you say that?" showing a sour facial expression.

"Yes my.. If I consider you a bad woman. I was forced into marriage at the time." Ali, clearly, looked at the wonder of his wife. His hand still caressed his wife's stomach. Ruby fought, and her son returned to do a lot of movement in his stomach.

TB