My Beloved Husband

Tired of Following Women

Brunette is made wet every morning, erratous, not made, but it is made by the owner so, she who seduces her husband to continue doing the program.

Nakula even complained of dizziness every morning because he had to wash his hair a lot, then at night he rarely slept, how not, the shock of his wife was so tempting and made him feel at home staying up late.

"Sof, is your husband sick?" ask dad while glancing at his daughter-in-law.

"No, he's just dizzy regular cold shower, Dad. Dad's still sick, isn't he? If sick, it will be with Sofi, Kak Ula work, I am at home with my father and mother," explained Shafiyah.

Dad chuckled, wanted him to stick his tongue out at Nakula, just too pity, his son was really a descendant where very powerful and had high determination.

This morning, in addition to serving her husband, she also served the father, Nakula's two days off and all that time she spent with her husband alone, while his father was only with his mother and held a longing for his life doll.

"Ayank want to go?"

"Already, enough. Don't forget to eat breakfast too, don't drink milk!"

"Yes, this is eating together with you and Dad, Mom where's sister Ais?"

Mother looked up Baskara's room, not yet out anyway from earlier, usually Baskara and Aisyah will be first, but this time there is no special order in the cuisine of the maid from Aisyah.

Before long, the sound of the door was heard, Baskara was still wearing her nightshirt, not changing or bathing.

"Bas, he said work!" exclaim father.

Baskara rubbed her eyes, still flushed from being unable to sleep after the war with Aisyah, she was made unable to sleep because a lot of Aisyah wanted, she said, this is also his fault for disturbing Aisyah's sleep twice, then the next she who made no sleep.

He walked downstairs in his lazy steps, sat limp near his mother and put his head to that comfortable little shoulder. The mother rubbed his head and cheeks, already understood that his son was like this, meaning to go to the office during the day, whether tired because of what, embarrassed if explained at the dinner table.

"What time does it work?" the father who is not calm here, does not like if his wife is controlled by the child, is always jealous, Baskara is married, where Saka was already saying goodbye this morning first, he must fly immediately, he said, hurry mom made the provisions earlier. "Heh, Bas!"

Baskara suddenly lifted her face, turned to her father by showing her red eyes that, in a moment, that's what she asked her father, the opportunity to sleep again.

"Aisha is still sleeping?"

Baskara nodded, she leaned back on her mother, asking for a bribe from her mother that made her father even more jealous.

And there was a cold war at the dinner table, the father was jealous that Shafiyah was serving Nakula, the father was jealous of the mother who obeyed Baskara's desire to eat together.

The turn is all over, father is not alone, he deliberately lured these two women, who will serve him.

"Well, don't sulk that way!"

"Wild, you don't care about me!" said father.

"Where I may not care about Dad, I care about ya, here I eat it, I bribe Dad yes, Ayank you take your own drink!" glanced at her husband to move quickly, looking independent in front of the in-laws.

Nakula immediately acted, showing that if he did not need his wife to just take a drink, then the father would accept a bribe from Shafiyah.

"Hem, this is Daddy Pinter, don't make me sad if you don't want to eat, I can be sad until sick!"

Mother came closer, asking Baskara to understand the anger of the father, later if the man was sick again, Baskara himself was easily touched, crying later the night with mother, afraid his father why.

After Shafiyah helped eat, the mother served her drink until the father was satisfied and she was the king here, only the father.

"Yes, Bas. But I swear I'm sleepy, ahaha, so tired. Can't I take a nap there?"

"I'm going to sleep, sleepy because of pregnant women!"

Nakula chuckled, they were fighting against each other, later because it was still the first one to enter, so they had a chance to work casually a little.

"Later, meet in the break room, don't forget to be absent!" Baskara get a friend.

Jeglex, mangy,

Baskara sweeps the room, the pregnant woman was no longer in her bed, the sound of water gurgling that invites curiosity Baskara, the pregnant woman did not close the bathroom door properly.

"So, there's a rat coming in!"

Aisyah turn off the water faucet, "Tikusya ya Yanda, who else!"

"Ahahahahah, the quarry is finished, Nda. You haven't eaten yet, I'm just as worried!"

"Yes, it's there, Yanda don't keep looking!" Aisyah sprinkled water on her husband, and Baskara moved aside, shutting the door properly.

Huh, his wife's body is more filled and tempting indeed when pregnant, it's adorable.

Patiently waiting for the pregnant woman to take a bath, she lay down while closing her eyes, not feeling so comfortable and she fell asleep, her snoring reached Aisyah's ears.

"Yanda, hey .. pity can't sleep last night until morning, now sleepy him, keep working how, Yanda, hey!" he pricks Baskara's cheeks, which are pierced just muttering.

In the next room, the same happened, Shafiyah found her husband asleep, sleeping while sitting next to the closet, willing to take a suit, who was sleeping.

"Oh my goodness, Sofi's husband fell asleep here, when he said he wanted to go to the office, even fell asleep here, you know!"

Shafiyah's effort to pull towards the edge of the bed, her small body was so unbalanced here, her breath was made to hunt by her husband, heavy and heavy.

"Ayank, what are you eating to this weight, eating camel meat?" but keep trying to be interesting. "Good thing Sofi didn't become a peyek when you overlap, geez this is heavy, she's the bones are combined the same cement times huh, Ayaaaankk, heavy!"

Sleep, both Baskara and Nakula no one wants to open their eyes, it has been awakened repeatedly it feels like they are reluctant to wake up, the eyes are sticky to each other, opened a little already red and sore.

Aisyah looked out of the room, she rubbed her stomach while greeting father and mother, the sweat on her forehead became question marks, as well as Shafiyah who had come walking behind Aisyah, these two girls who have become wives are like just doing heavy things.

"Dad, are all men heavy?"

"What do you mean?" dad looked at his daughter.

"Dad, brother Bas can't work today, he's sleeping!" Aisyah.

"Huh?" Dad's getting confused.

"Sir Bus sleep, why can the same as my husband, they are exhausted what the hell?" Shafiyah ruffled her waist, forgetting herself what her fault was, Aisyah too.

"Dad doesn't know what you mean!" breaking up dad frustrated.