My Ex-President My Husband 3
Season 2: Grasping Each Other.
The sound of belching has since been sticking out of Bilmar's mouth. Several times the wind that gathered inside her body, came out with relief as Alika's hand that rubbed the coins on the skin surface of her husband's back.
Occasionally Bilmar groaned, wriggling around. It felt very sore, he to bite the pillow because it could not stand.
"Silent dong, Pah. You're like a snail snake, don't you!" sulk Alika. Her left hand was used to hold her husband's left shoulder, as her right hand was used to poke.
"Nr ..." Bilmar back to burp. And when she found out her husband was making that sound, Alika would be increasingly violent to scratch the edge of the coin on Bilmar's skin.
"Slow down dong, Mah. It's a body, not a laundry board. Play in the brush!" decak Bilmar's.
Alika chuckles softly. "Hold a little, Pah. It's black."
"Black? A timing? Blood of the devil's devotee kali!" bilmar said he did not believe it. The man turned his head and wanted to see the results of his wife's scraping, although he still found it difficult to reach her.
Alika laughing.
"Free, Papa's eyes won't arrive. I'm facing forward again, Mama's taking pictures." Alika pushed her husband's head back to look forward.
"Photo-photo! They will be back in the family group. Strange you are, make me ashamed!" sulcan Bilmar
The man who complained of entering the demon, continued to babble to his wife. A few months ago, Alika had fun sending her scrapes to the family group. And Bilmar's been tagged in there.
For the business of scraping, Alika is good. The result of the scraping is neat with a tight line between the bottom and top. There is no big empty gap.
Bilmar is back. Withstand the pain over the scratches of metal edges.
"What are you wearing? How sick is it?"
"Wear the coins of the lembuan. If you use a fork, Papa does not want to." plain Alika's great-grandson.
"Fork? Crowdheads! Random meat Papa ... satisfied you, Mah!" on the sidelines of his tirade, the man returned to wriggling.
Alika did not care, she kept crooked according to the mood she wanted. He was anxious, because the color of the scrapings was indeed purplish red. It can be made sure her husband really entered the dry season.
"You're looking at her with dong's heart, Mah." Bilmar grimaced again.
"Mama's heart is out for a bite? I can't, ngaco lo, Bil! Don't worry, it's too bad!"
"But! What the hell was that?" Bilmar turned his head, and immediately found the glare of his wife's eyes.
Alika reflexes, he just realized he was willing to talk. Directly give a witty face full of love. She pleaded with her husband not to get angry.
Bilmar's face looked sour, he looked back at the bed. Back biting his lower lip, because his wife's scraping movement was painful.
Since Alika was already sleepy, she kept yawning. The clock on the wall was also shown at 21:00 p.m. Moreover, his body is also tired because this day is in Bandung after undergoing the process of opening a new campus branch. Alika again accelerated her scraping. Because he knew, after scraping Bilmar would ask his body for a massage.
Really the Jarjit. It can make a wife multitalent.
"Ahh .. very painful, Mah!" because it was tired in Komplen, Alika finally lowered her scraping speed. It feels like stroking the surface of the body.
"Yes, even now it's turning into a conch. Until dawn, just got out."
The hot smoke seemed to have already billowed on Alika's head vortex. His fault. Sighing a long breath then staring at the part of the skin that has not been exposed to scrapings.
With kame-kameha style. Alika instantly slid the metal edge with the speed of the tornado wind. Very fast, until Bilmar hard to moan. He could only bite the end of the pillow, as it held back from screaming. "Bloody ain't Papa's skin?" tanyanya's worried.
"Nga!! It's finished." replied Alika when she had succeeded in making a trace of a straight line reddish sideways, which was made into two rows down intact and tight.
Bilmar sighed. "Be young if this is the case." he lamented.
Alika again put the metal coins into a small plate filled with oil. Rub it again to put into the skin of the man's back. His wife's delicate palms began massaging from the lower part of her back that was pulled up to the surface of her shoulders.
"It's delicious, baby. Papa's getting in love with Mama." Bilmar looks rem sticky. Enjoy the touch of pleasure from his wife's massage.
Alika rolled her eyes puffed. "Now muji-muji! Yesterday there was a mulu-nickle!"
Alika continued to massage until where she slightly stood with her knees as a support on the mattress. Plastered Bilmar's head on his chest. Alika started massaging her husband's temples. Bilmar again closed both eyes because Alika massage is very good.
"It's really good, baby. Later Papa add the snack money, Mama." he said with a seductive smile.
"The wife likes it that way. If the good is very quickly forgotten, if ugly, remembered continue to go to the tayi-tayinya .. wonder, deh!" Bilmar is back to babbling.
Alika just remembered, then chuckled and apologized. "Oh yes, Mama forgot. Last month, Papa just bought Mama a bag, haha."
Though without being asked, Bilmar will always offer what is being desired by Alika. He will not be responsible to buy it. Although sometimes Alika likes to give expensive bags that he bought to lecturers, friends and students who are considered smart.
Because it is so many and untouched. He never lost giving the bag to others even though the price is very expensive. Even during Kiki worked with Alika, he was able to collect four bags branded Gucci, Dior, Givenchy and Hermes brands.
Even Alika was more confident if she wore a bag that cost three hundred thousands. He said it was more comfortable. And her husband could only shake in disbelief.
"Mah ...?"
"Help ..."
"The perfume is a bit strange, isn't it?" Bilmar was like sniffing a slightly gushing scent in his nostrils. Then lowered his wife's palm that was sticky because of the oil.
"That stinks!" yells.
"Times, Pah? Sorry, Mama can't smell it. The flu." Again."
Bilmar. "You really need fish oil. You wear it for a massage! Where it gets to the head again-" Bilmar took a tissue and wiped his sticky temples due to the oil.
"Ah, time, Dad? Time Bik Minah wrong love. I asked for massage oil."
"Where does olive oil have you? I usually wear that too!"
"Sorry, Pah. Olive oil, telon, eucalyptus all gone. Mama hasn't bought it."
Maybe Bik Minah massage oil is also empty, so it is advisable to replace it with vegetable oil.
Alika grimaced while biting her lower lip. It's the teledor that Bilmar dislikes the most. She knew her husband loved massage, elus and scraping.
And it could be that Alika forgot the combat ingredients to make doughnuts. Uh, really, Donut.
"Ended all? You wear a mask, Mah?"
"Not a mask! But Mama drank .. satisfied?? Ah, Mama is tired. Wanna sleep!" Alika rubbed her hands with a tissue then rushed to lie down. Pull the blanket and hug the bolster.
She let her husband who was still bare-chested with fish oil that smelled all the way to the head.
Bilmar grunts with a head. "Good love, try it if you don't. Papa's gonna tell Mama to drink this, the fish oil motherfucker stamped rancid!"
In the eyes that are not yet fully close. Alika was still laughing. "Here you sleep, hug Mama."
May be irritated on the lips but not obeyed. He also shuffled into the blanket.
No matter what his wife's fault, Alika is always perfect in his eyes.
Bilmar took off a warm kiss on Alika's cheek before lying down. Alika held her hand up to rub her husband's cheek.
"Let's go to sleep." he said again.
The man nodded and finally broke down while hugging his wife from behind. Alika linked their fingers over her waist.
And the couple began to step into the dream realm with their hands clasped together.
Ah, so sweet once a year
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A wife like this is when she was told to drink cue'k fish cooking oil?😂
