Mr. Mrs And. Trina

Restless and Restless

Bugs ...

The Duke felt a blow on his stomach, the blow instantly resuscitated him from his sleep. His eyes blinked, fighting to collect lives.

“Da ... Da ...”

“Kafta,” call the Duke while closing his eyes with a pillow. “Argh! How many Batre you guys are there? Not tired of what? What time is it?”

“Jam eight, In. You don't want to?”

The Duke was silent when he heard the voice he so longed for, a voice that could spur his desire or even create a distortion to resist longing. “Amore?”

“Iya Di, why?” taca asked while sitting next to the Duke.

“Amore,” call the Duke while rising from his sleep and immediately hugging Taca tightly.

“Why, In?” taca was confused to see the behavior of her husband who suddenly hugged her. “Why?”

“How to, mia how to moglie. Non devi agore stare a casa di Cicil. Basta cos, posso impazzire occupandomi at 3 bambini da solo. (honey, my dear wife. You don't have to stay in Cicil's house anymore. That's enough, I can go crazy keeping 3 kids alone.)” The Duke rambled in Italian very, very quickly. Taca although he could speak Italian still he could not understand if the Duke had rambled quickly.

“Hold on (just a minute), speaking slowly. I don't understand,” Taca's pinta while releasing her hug and kissing each jenkal of her husband's face while laughing.

The Duke could only enjoy the kiss for the sake of the kiss that Taca gave. Longs.

“Why are you, Di?” ask Taca.

“You don't have to stay at Cicil's house anymore. You are at home, I have not been able to take care of the three bambini,” said the Duke while pointing at Kama and Kalila who were still asleep while Kafta had rolled in an uncertain direction.

“Why? They make a mess?” ask Taca.

“Hour half three they cry together, until half-four. I can't do it, Amore.” The Duke immediately hugged Taca's body back and buried his face into his wife's chest.

“Kok can, you snapped them again well?” ask Taca.

The Duke immediately nodded his head, claiming to be better at Taca. “Iya.”

Taca's hand immediately rubbed the back of the Duke's head and pecked at the top of his hair. “Kan, I told you not to snap at children. Not good, ah.”

“Sorry but, I'm very sleepy and ah .. I don't want to nginget-nginget the incident was dawn,” said the Duke.

“Hahaha .. Yes, I am really waiting for Aa Riki to get out of jail first, Di. Kasian Cicil ..”

“Pity this husband of yours, sane Cicil I lack sense,” said the Duke without turning his face away from Taca's chest.

“Hahaha .. ngaco you mah. Ih Aa Riki tea is hard to get out of his prison. Si Ahyar make a move, each Aa Riki separated from one demand. Si Ahyar makes new demands, kesel,” Taca said as he rubbed the Duke's bronze.

The Duke could only growl annoyed, what Juan said was right. Ahyar is cunning and slippery like an electric eel, how to destroy it also can not be arbitrary. It should be soft and smooth.

Ah .. If Juan and the Duke had just one piece of evidence showing Ahyar committing corruption, it would be easy to ensnare him. If Ahyar gets entangled, Riki gets out of prison and his wife can get back into her arms.

“Iya, ah .. I want to take a shower first, I want to do.” The Duke immediately kissed Taca's lips quickly.

Taca just smiled and held Kafta, Kafta immediately smiled happily at Taca. Quickly pulled up Taca's shirt asking for a suckle.

“Nyo ... Nyo ...”

“Yes, miss Mamih yah? Want nyo nyo? Can.” Taca immediately breastfed Kafta quickly.

“It turns into Kafta, want nyonyo directly loved. Lah me, ah udah.”

“Mandi Di,” kekeh Taca.

“This you want to take a bath, Amore,” said the Duke as he approached Taca again and then link his lips to Taca's lips, embracing the sweet lips Taca fragrant mint.

“Jeez, shower my dear husband,” says Taca.

“Si, Amore.”

•••

“Mas hey Mas,” call Iis while patting Juan's cheek slowly.

“Hmm ...”

“Mas Juan wake up, yuk. You don't want to?” Iis asked while patting Juan on the cheek.

Juan didn't budge, his eyes closed tightly. He did not want to open his eyes at all, fatigue struggling with natural fountains made Khalid stress Juan level sub-district.

“Mas dear, wake up yu,” pinta Iis while shaking Juan's body slowly.

“No,” said Juan while turning his body.

“Build, ngantor dong.” Sometimes Iis likes to be confused, taking care of Juan is like taking care of an eighteen-year-old child, even though the age of her husband is already four heads. Big baby.

“No I'm sleepy, Yang.”

“Build dong.”

“I wake up origin ...” Juan turned around and looked at Iis's bead.

“What?”

“You don't have to stay in Cicil's place anymore. Come on, thisin Cicil.”

“Eh, Mas.”

“Yes I've slept again,” Juan sleeps again.

“Yes you want to buy diamonds buy only, buy only buy.” Juan said while hugging the pillow.

“Hahaha .. dah ah, I want to go to Cicil's house again. Here nyebelin.”

“No, you are still at home. Today I will try to get Riki out of jail,” Juan said as he stood up from his sleep and ran to the bathroom.

“Eh ... Where to go?”

“Office, to restore the wife to her habitat,” Juan said as he picked up a towel and disappeared behind the bathroom door.

“What habitat? Am I a duck?”

“Yes, your beloved duck must return to its habitat.”

“Where?” tanya Iis curious.

“Peat this Masmu,” said Juan while chuckling.

Iis can only smile, it turns out that her little plan with Taca worked. Make, their husbands intervene without them asking. Yeah ... Taca and Iis try to find a way for her husbands to help Aa Riki and Cicil without having them ask for it and succeed despite having to wait for two weeks.

Iis immediately took the phone and menchat Taca with two words.

Successfully, Taca.

•••

Cicil who was cool staring at the laptop screen in front of him was shocked not playing when his office door was opened hard. At once Cicil also found Tisa who was overwhelmed to block two handsome men who had filled his time first.

“Pak can not enter rich gini, I do not have a promise with Bu Cicil,” said Tisa while trying to make the two men retreat and out of the room Cicil.

“Tisa,” call Cicil while trying to stand up from his seat, his stomach is heavy. The position of his son is ready to slide out said his doctor.

“Iya Bu?” tisa answered while running towards Cicil and helping Cicil to get up from his seat.

“Let them come in, I know what they want. Have you come out, bring me water angel just love them white water. Don't be weird, if they ask weird you mix rat poison,” joked Cicil.

“Wah, very good lo. I'm here now you want to make me ama Duke of the deceased,” said Juan upset while throwing his ass to the sofa.

“Hahaha .. You are here because you asked for your wife to be returned?” cicil asked as he walked towards Juan and the Duke.

“Iya!?” the Duke and John answered together.

“Gue has asked them to go home, I have said no papa I myself,” said Cicil with a smile.

“Keep why don't they go home?” asked the Duke while rubbing his forehead.

“No idea, I asked them to go home,” replied Cicil while rubbing his stomach.

“Try that why Sinclair can not make Riki out?” ask Juan.

“Ahyar slippery, he used all means to make Riki in prison. The demands are from reasonable to unreasonable Ahyar make,” explained Cicil, “and again you know my citizenship status ama Papih?”

“Gosh old pantes,” said the Duke who felt one fate with Cicil. Cicil and Adipati have Belgian and Italian citizenship making it difficult for them to move freely about legal issues in Indonesia. The threat of deportation made them comply with the applicable law.

“Yah lo lo used to be sixteen years old instead of choosing Indonesian citizens even Belgium ama Italy. Restrict now,” said Juan while staring at the Duke and Cicil alternately.

“That time where I knew I would marry an Indonesian,” said the Duke.

“Iya, where do I know will be pregnant with Indonesian children,” bela Cicil while pointing at her round stomach.

“Hahaha .. yes too. Yes I'm here to help.”

“Totally?” ask Cicil.

“Truly but, I need strong evidence that the fucking Ahyar committed an act of corruption,” Juan said.

Cicil fell silent, where did he have that evidence. He's not KPK intel. “I don't have.”

The Duke sighed as he moved from his seat. His eyes saw various kinds of files on Cicil's table neatly, his eyes immediately floated on one file that made him curious.

The Duke quickly opened the file, read it for a while then smiled sweetly.

“Cil, you will not need my help ama Juan deh.”

“Hah, how to. Lo budek or what the hell, did I say I was very careful I did not want to be deported and left my man,” Cicil scab while staring at the Duke who smiled.

“This is how it is on your table, whether since when,” said the Duke while showing the file in his hand.

Cicil looked at the file and immediately he shouted. “Jeez my big bolot, Lord!?”

••••

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Tuh, Cicil just realized from his stupidity. Bener said Juan Cicil if you call bolot wkwkwk ...

Towards Riki out of prison, Cicil gives birth and Rozak marries. Don't ask Edy he's again lifting weights, load Om Patience 🤣🤣🤣🤣.

Jeez happy yeh ....

XOXO GALLON perched on top of your home dispenser 🤣