Marry Bening

Toast me

The sound of the phone shaking again disturbed our sleep. No, apparently I was the only one in bed. Where's my wife? Why is he not beside me?

I almost jumped up and shouted like crazy if the sound of the door opening didn't stop me.

"Honey.where are you from?" Feeling relieved.

"Mandi," she replied. Yeah, right, evidently the towel robe was still attached to his body.

"Darling.ke come." Stretch out both hands. I'm like a little boy who turns to his mother.

"Will not take a shower?" He ignored my hand. She even rubbed a small towel on her wet hair. Refreshed...

Damnit damnit! The passion that has died down is back up.

Without answering, I insisted on not lowering my hands so that he would come closer.

The ringing sound of a cell phone echoed, not mine. And I saw Bening take it right away. The look on his face changed. He tried to adjust his facial expression when he wanted to raise the call. What is Mario?

"Hi, Ma!" Sweep waved his hand.

The mama? Mario's mother?

'Hi, Honey! What are you doing again?'

That chirping sound, Mama!

"I'm taking a bath, Ma. Mama how are you?" Sitting on the edge of the bed. A chance for me to hug herself tightly.

'Eh, who doesn't wear clothes?' Mama was panicking when I hugged my wife from behind with a face deliberately drowned in the recess of her neck.

"Mas, I'm tickled." Hit the hand that wrapped around his stomach and infiltrated the ignorant under the towel robe he was wearing.

"Hi, Ma..." I grinned the horse as if it had no sin to say hello to mama.

'Oh, oh, you old boy! Mama guess who. Mama already parno if the mother mama macem-macem because her husband died mama and busy working!'

"Well, how could my wife be this mess. Yeah, right, honey?" Pecking cheeks. Do not forget the hand that brushes the favorite part that fits in the hand. Fortunately, the phone was clearly pointing right at our faces.

"Yes, Ma." I am really nervous about going to do it. "At least I'll just be one of a kind" he said later. Mama laughed in favor of Bening.

'Yes, gakpapa. Mama must support you if your husband dares to help your mother!'

"What the hell, this Mama?" looking at my mom with annoyance. "Are you really going to fuck me?" Hugged him tightly and teased him even more.

My hand is getting wild down there. Don't blame me for that bathrobe that was exposed to the sincerity of her thighs!

"M-Mas fucked with me too."

"Oh.You're vindictive, Yank." Kissing her cheeks right and left, biting her jaw in a fit of rage.

'Hey! Can't see two weeks can't stand what yak? Mama is here again! You perverted old boy!' Omel mama, I don't care.

I really can't take it anymore!

"Mas, uh." Distanced me, restraining my hand movements under as well as on his chest. His face was red, embarrassed. Moreover he could feel the evidence of my desire behind his body. Fix, Bening is starting to be tempted!

"Belvin. Why are you bothering us?"

Come on, Ma.Eve this talk!

'Basically yes, if mama deket is not your ears jewel!'

I stick my tongue out at my mom. When else if not for being far away. I saw my mother was upset and wanted to hit me from far away. But we didn't stop laughing.

'Eh, by the way my mom is pregnant yet?'

Mom's question made Bening's body stiffen. I could feel it because my position was still hugging him from behind, doing the thing I liked with the chin that I was sticking on his shoulder. Just like Bening, I was stunned, momentarily stopping the naughty activities I was doing.

Getting pregnant? Yes, we always do this. But there was no sign of pregnancy on my wife. Is she not pregnant yet? Looks like I have to keep working hard so that my wife gets pregnant fast. But, do I really want a child from her? Sure oes. Then he won't run away from me.

What a short and selfish thought. On the other hand I want Erina to stay near me. But I don't want to lose my wife either. What kind of man am I?

"Ma, how's Papa doing?" Clear diverted the conversation. Wh why? Does talking about a child make him dislike it?

Oh come on, finish this conversation! Don't you want a grandchild? I will work hard to produce many grandchildren for you!

I kissed my wife's jaw and neck in a sensual manner on purpose. Making the mother who saw it must feel uncomfortable. In fact, Bening alone is getting more wrong. Now my hands reveal her long wet hair. Biting and sucking the side of his neck, leaving a reddish mark there.

"Big, uh!" He rubbed his neck which I bit. I know, his body has been bristling since then because of my naughty actions. When researched and seen more closely like this, my wife is very beautiful. Ah, I'm really crazy. She's really adorable.

'Children do not know themselves! Mama again video call, you even tease your wife continues! Don't wear any more shirts. Didn't your old husband make you rest last night?'

"Ma, I'm sorry Mas Aslam...Mom, uh!" Already not focused on holding hp because this fucking naughty hand infiltrated back down there under the bathrobe that my wife was wearing. "Ma, sorry..."

'Yes already. I think mama's interrupting your time. Your husband just came home and you just met again, must be missing. Mama won't bother you. You guys just go ahead.'

"The best mom!" Sun is far away for mom.

'Best best! The boy doesn't know himself!' Mama laughed. 'Quickly give a lot of grandchildren to mama!'

"OK, Ma. Otewe. Mama don't bother anymore. Bye Mom! We miss you..."

'Miss you so much, honey...Take care's...Yea...'

I cut off the call. Took the phone out of my wife's hand and put it on the nightstand.

"Mas, I have to contact Ms. Yuni."

Without hearing my wife's babble. I instead urged his body to lie on the bed and followed above him later. Pull the towel and then fondle it again without listening to the rejection. Because in the end, the sound of******* enjoyment among us that adorns this room.

***

"Are you sure to be a really good lager, Yank? Sorry about that..." Pecking cheeks.

"Why Mas is not satisfied," his grunts softly but still clearly heard in my ears.

"Same you will never be satisfied and exhausted, Yank." Blinking one eye, teasing it.

Bening rolled his eyes panted, putting on an expression as if he wanted to vomit while looking at me. I know he's kidding. To me, her behavior is adorable.

"Today's the holiday shop?" I broke the silence between us. Although we have made love several times, but the awkwardness created is still attached to him. I think he's still angry.

"Yes. I want to rest. After all, Mbak Yuni also permission to help his brother who is in celebration," he replied. "Mas, not work?" Ask later.

"Stop back up again. I want you to be with you for a long time. Kan mas also just returned from the city service two weeks. I miss it very much."

Bening's face blushed, I don't know what happened so my mouth passed such a ridiculous sentence. Not to insinuate, but...Ah already! I don't want to ruin the mood right now.

"Don't stay with me for long. Erina Nyariin's mother." His words always managed to keep me from twitching. Does he really want me to be with Erina? Why am I so sorry?

"You should go home today with me!" Slamming a spoon on a plate made him gasp for my actions.

"But Mas_"

"You can't refuse Mas' orders anymore!" My assertion does not want to be disputed. "Hurry up and finish your meal, and then we go home!"

Without refuting my words, Bening ate in silence. He eats without taste. I know he doesn't want to come home with me. Could it be because of Erina?

If she doesn't like it, I can kick Erina out of the house and never interrupt our lives again.

That afternoon I came to the office after taking Bening home. There was Erina who was already standing and ready to attack me with various questions. However, before that happened, I immediately went to the office after making sure my wife stayed home. Wish they were at home not doing things beyond expectations.

Mario, who I thought wouldn't work, was already sitting sweetly in front of his digital screen. After last night I threatened him, he actually came to work. Without looking back and greeting me, he remained focused on his work.

'It's fine at home, honey...Mmuach...'

A message I sent to my wife. After everything we've done, I hope my wife will forgive me. Remembering what happened last night and this morning, made me want it back. I hope fast time shows at four in the afternoon so I can quickly go back home and meet my dear of course.

"Are you happy?" Suddenly Mario asked.

"How did you see it?" I answered his question with a question.

"Gue hope you won't hurt Cibey again."

"Lo calm down. I never had the slightest intention of hurting my own wife."

"Then, what about Erina?"

"That's my business."

"Basic selfish!"

"Gue's not selfish!"

"You're not selfish what's his name? You don't want Erina to leave, but you don't want Cibey to stay away either."

Check matt! I can't squint. Mario's words are right. I was selfish.

"But it was Bening who allowed Erina to stay with us."

"And elo okay, is that it? Just because Cibey allows it is not meant that she will let her ex-husband stay with you." Mario sounds frustrated. "Lo should know, Lam. Women are hard to guess creatures. Another in the mouth, another in the heart. I'm not quite as experienced as you are about romance, but you should know how to deal with the creature whose name is female!" mario's talk makes sense. "Gue hope you can be firm. And please don't hurt Cibey again. Yes...King?" closing final. All I did was shut up.

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EPILOGUES

Pov

I'm back in this house. A house where a woman is loved by my husband. I couldn't even turn down my husband's invitation anymore. After he opened it, I knew he was angry. I would be guilty of denying my husband again. But coming back here is like hell to me. Especially considering the events of that time. Am I really going to be able to face everything? Although Mas Aslam said it was not what I thought, it still bothered me.

Ah, didn't I allow him to stay with us? If at that time Mas Aslam was firm.

My footsteps came to a halt at the door of my room - more precisely our room. My steps are doubtful. I really don't want to enter this room. Entering it makes me remember events in the past that I do not know what it means. At that time, I was like finding a man who was fondling his girlfriend impatiently. I saw him so embarrassed. The more I tried to remember, the shadow hurt my head.

Argh, what perverted shadow is this in my memory? Stopit! Forget that!

"Why you?" Someone suddenly asked. "Your face is pale. You all right?"

"I'm..." Trying to calm down. "That's fine, Ma'am."

"Did Aslam sleep in your place last night?" ask again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sad, you don't know yourself." He hisses. I think he's good for worrying about me.

"It's not me who wants to come back here."

"Wantas? Why are you back?!" Starting frustrations. His emotions were one hundred and two hundred like Mas Aslam. Not happy if they are fooled. It's gonna be a ship breaking this house.

"Why don't you just drown and don't you have to go back to this house? Two weeks ago our lives were quiet without you here!" Pointing my forehead with his finger. His face was far in comparison to his behavior. I used elo-elo-an all over again.

"I'll find a way not to stay here longer." Hah, why am I talking like that too?

"Wherever you go, you need to get away from Aslam. Elo it's just his legal wife. But me, the woman he loved! There's nothing in Aslam's heart!" Again, he pointed at my forehead. Ah, that's so rude. If I fight back, he could complain to the other Mas Aslam. And I'm lazy. Lazy to serve it and so stormy.

"Lo understand? Answer if there are people who are the same!"

A-aah, why is he pinching and twisting my cheeks?

"Yes, Ma'am." Rubbing my pinched cheek. This will definitely leave bruises. Hiks.this hurts so much...

Yeah, it's my fault for letting that woman have a roof with us...

TB