METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

The king son of Dewangga

King son of Dewangga. Ryan gave a name to his son. The name Ryan deliberately chose for the crown prince, so that later he could become a leader like a King who leads the country he owns. Yes, the name he chose was not separated from Ryan's great expectations for his son.

Ryan believes that the name he gives will shape his personality and affect the emotional development and nature of his son, because consciously or unconsciously, in fact everyone will be encouraged to fulfill the image contained in his name.

Therefore, Ryan called his son by the name of the King, so that later he would have a positive image of himself, and put himself as a leader for his family, society, and nation.

The presence of the King in the midst of the House of Dewangga is also a magnet for all residents of the House of Dewangga, because that is on the fifth day he was born into the world, the welcoming party has also been prepared to welcome the arrival of their new family, which has been awaited since the beginning of his birth.

That morning, the whole house was busy. Starting from juggling the main room into a nursery, decorating the room for a party, also prepare a variety of dishes that will spoil their tongue once the little King will really start making the house colorful.

Naja who almost every day asked to be escorted to see the little King in the hospital was the most excited because it did not need to go far to the hospital, too, to be able to meet the little angel who has made him fall in love since his first sight.

Yes, the King is like opium to anyone who has ever met him, let alone carried him. Only Rani is still not so close to the Little King, although the condition is not as bad as five days ago right when Rani had to bet her life to get it out.

"I can't wait for the baby King to come home. Surely every day this house will be crowded because the baby King so scrambled," Naja who was preparing in front of the mirror, making sure that she was neat and beautiful to join the party down there.

Daniel, who was now ready and sitting on the sofa with a business book in his hand, put his book and approached Naja, then wrapped his hands around his wife's stomach.

A second later, Daniel turned over Naja's body, and dozens of kisses landed sweetly on every inch of her face.

"Stop, Honey. Later my makeup is messy," Naja jolts, but tries to escape from Daniel's grip for fear of obscurity.

"Belvin. I want to kiss you anyway. How about glue, hemm?" said Daniel, sticking his lips to his wife's lips.

"Then the hell, Yang?" naja sneered while shaking her head.

"I can't get away from you, anyway" Daniel said again, as a friendly kiss landed in his wife's right eye.

"What are you tugging at? How do you like gini?" She still does not want to fall into her husband's trap.

"The angel came down from the heaven," a kiss in the left eye glided so beautifully.

"Hoek," Naja put her lips together.

"Geez, Yang. How romantic are you in hoek-horkin anyway?" Daniel doesn't care. A friendly kiss is immediately attached to the right cheek, left cheek, and nose pointed Naja.

"Usually if the sweet gini again there is a desire," Naja ascertains the truth of her speech, by looking into the depths of her husband's eyes.

"But can you?" Daniel stopped his words, as soon as his lips were right in front of his wife's ripe lips.

Naja frowned, trying to digest Daniel's words to him.

"What?"

"Don't pretend not to know that, Yang," said Daniel, then surf to spend every inch of Naja's oral cavity proficiently.

"But, Yang. If they come we're not there yet? It's not good to be roomy at hours like this" Naja protested with an already irregular breath.

Daniel ignored his wife's words. He's getting closer. His title just like his wife's body on their quarrel, making the desire of both of them can not control anymore.

Daniel immediately took off the two remaining lacy cloths with his burning desire, and threw them in any direction until the innocent body had not a thread left.

Naja had crossed her hands in front of her chest, until the beautiful hill she could cover from her husband. But in a hurry, Daniel immediately took off that hand and put his wife's two hands on his own head.

Daniel held two hands with his left hand so as not to change position, while his right hand actively removed a strand of thread that was still also covering him which was actually very neat. It did not take long, the thread was the same as the other Naja clothes, and immediately crashed onto the floor just like that.

Daniel began to creep and make his stamp of ownership in several places. Getting the treatment of her husband who was more tempestuous than before, Naja also began to sigh, so that the laughter did not clearly escape from her mouth just like that. After being content to play around in his favorite area, they only did the real attraction, until they both drooped helplessly.

In a tired, Daniel continued to curl his lips, rethinking the fierce battle between the two of them. Remembering that, making his male desire back smoldering and thrashing, even though only a few minutes ago they finished doing it.

Another with Daniel who was awake again after doing a long event, Naja's eyes were still closed. In addition to being tired and his body crumpled, lately he prefers to sleep and feel prolonged drowsiness.

Seeing the behavior of his wife who always looked adorable, Daniel immediately sat beside the bed and stroked the top of Naja's head with affection.

"Shower again, Yang. Soon the baby king will come" said Daniel with warmth.

"Sleepy" said Naja without opening his eyes.

"You've been sleeping all night. How do you still sleep? Lately you have been very fond of sleeping," said Daniel while continuing to shake Naja's body.

By force, Naja opened his eyes and finally cleaned himself again so that he could immediately join the others.

"Uwuw, the old bride is like a newlywed," Arya's great-granddaughter whistled in front of Daniel and Naja.

"Whispering" said Daniel, without looking at Arya.

"If you want to be like them say so. Don't worry about it ahh," Lena, who heard her husband's words, immediately nodded and grabbed Arya's arm.

"You are, really want to be," said Arya, until everyone who heard him immediately laughed, filling the entire corner of the room so fiercely.

Ten minutes later, the long-awaited one finally arrived. Baby King enters Ryan's sling, while Rani follows only from behind.

The boisterous atmosphere now filled the entire corner of the room, making the atmosphere of the Dewangga residence become increasingly crowded with the presence of the King.

Then, can Rani accept her presence?

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