Marrying My Neighbor's Prospective Husband

Chapter 18's

"Mas, what are you doing?" Ask Love who just closed his eyes. Her husband's big fingers went into her pajamas fingering two mountains clad in charred nuts on top of her.

"Main,...!!" Answer Rangga briefly.

"Sleep....!"

"We haven't played one night. I fell asleep last night."

"Eeeh, too.iya." Sahut Kasih's. "No twitch can't sleep!" Gurau Kasih directly in the room by her husband.

"Gak nyiram is not fresh" whispered Rangga who continues to wrestle his wife's body.

"Mas amused iiiih,.....!!"

With ease Rangga can take off all the clothes belonging to Kasih. Observing every favorite point in the body of Love is now an activity the night before bed.

"Come, how are your banana leaf caterpillars getting bigger?, at what love?"

"Because it is diligent in sharpening," replied Rangga.

"Word indeed?"

"The sword of life to carry on our offspring."

It could be Rangga said, since marriage with Rangga the life of Love is increasingly colorful.

Kress......

The sound of grass that has not been cut. Rangga was amused by opium when crossing the rice fields owned by his wife who was so thick with grass.

Jeep,.........

Finally the hoe belonging to Rangga mengabat land owned by his wife.

"Jepit mas dong dear," whispered Rangga.

"Clamp me also dong mas," said Kasih.

Both began to do wild horse attractions. Destroying the order of the bed even a concert with songs that people should not hear.

Ah,.uh.....

Bap.....

A combination of very beautiful sounds can even make others drool.

Plaque...plok...plak.....

"Dude,.....!" Love with its effect.

Rangga hastened his movement, back and forth, back and forth and then Rangga climbed a little to sip the beans of his wife.

Aaaaaaiy.........

Aaaaaaah..........

The bodies of Love and Rangga are both pounding, spilling thick but warm milk on the inside. Rangga's voice sounded groaning withstanding pleasure, as well as Love. She kept pressing her husband's head to keep sipping his milk until the pleasure was over.

Huft......

The breath of both of them was irregular, Rangga's body fell drooping beside Kasih.

"Mas again,....!!" Rengek Kasih made Rangga dumbfounded. Usually Rangga who asked for more but tonight could-can be Kasih who asked to play again.

"Wake up as usual," said Rangga who so according to. "Rezeki can't be rejected, how to know to be a child!"

Kasih begins to play her husband's banana caterpillar, in the spoiled elus at the end of the kiss and in the sweet lick like ice cream.

It does not take long for the birds that are resting to get up again and ask to enter the cage.

Back to boost with another style, the style on the edge of the bed makes Kasih and Rangga laugh funny. Not to mention the prone style like a mating frog increasingly makes Kasih and Rangga hold their laughter.

Such is the excitement of the world of display belongs to Rangga and Kasih. Playing three rounds was exhausting enough for them. After being satisfied then Love and Rangga clean themselves and go to sleep.

The night had changed in the morning, Rangga and Kasih woke up at eight in the morning was awakened by the maid. With a state that is still sleepy, Rangga and Kasih down because they are called by Mr. Nesti and Mr. Diman.

"Eheeem...ehemmm.....!" Mr. Diman also followed.

"Well, why is this father and mother?" Ask Rangga who is still half sleepy as well as Love.

"Waaaah, soon we have grandchildren loh pah," said Mrs Hesti alluding.

"Heeem. Loving words he wants five children," said Rangga innocently.

"Eeeeh, not really mah. It was just a joke," said Kasih.

Rangga leaned on the sofa, his eyes were still closed to resist sleepiness.

"What's the reward, why call us?" Ask Rangga.

"Duh, don't talk about it. You guys just go back to the room," said Mrs Hesti.

"Why?" Tanya Rangga was brief.

"Tuuuuh, uh,......!"

Appoint the vesti that gave the code to Rangga if his wife's neck is full of red marks. Rangga's eyes widened, he quickly carried Kasih back to the room.

"Your child is ferocious too. Just like you were young," said Ms. Nesti.

"Who used to dong papah....?" Mr. Diman is arrogant. "Well,.that is. So I want to see the kids."

"Main yuk pah" asked Bu Hesti.

"Ashik,..mimik great-grandson mamah!" Said Mr. Diman hurrying to go to the room.

Age may be old but the soul remains young, so said Mr. Diman. Early in the morning he and his wife sweat together.

While Love can only cover himself because of shame on his two in-laws.

"I'm so ashamed, where do I put my face?"

"Ah, justin. They were also young!"

"That's not the concept either. Where should I go to college again today."

"Use the clothes that cover your neck. I can't accept if my work is seen by another man."

"But I don't have clothes like that."

Rangga took his mobile phone, surfed in the world of online shopping even he himself who chose clothes for his wife.

"Udah in the message, soon to come." Said Rangga telling.

"Mas, you were so mean to play last night."

"Yes how dong darling. You are, fishing first. Ah,.no. So want another one,.ayo take a shower...!" Bring Rangga.

As if there is no boss, Rangga routinely visited the rice fields owned by his wife.

"Mas, not yet. I'm ashamed of it...!!" Love that they haven't played in the bathroom.

"Not yet, it's still neat." Sahut Rangga who turned out to be cutting the beautiful grass owned by his wife.

"I'm ashamed, you know,....!!"

"Ngapain's ashamed, same husband himself. Well replace it, cutin got the mas." Said Rangga while handing shaving scissors to his wife.

Love really holds back her laughter, how not? two barren eggs plus a jumbo sausage that belonged to her husband like a toy.

"Darling, don't playin dong!"

"Funny mas, can wrinkle the eggs!" Saying Love while laughing.

Strange husband and wife, love to talk perverted if you're both. The love that used to not love Rangga is actually now even sticky to her husband.

After finished cutting, Rangga immediately ramped up his wife. Once satisfied, they went to shower together.