
Aisyah and Aldi just smile and ring the head bracelet, see the behavior of his family, want to be surprised but it's those who are always noisier anywhere.
Mr. Farhan was very sorry to have hurt his wife and children, not that he suffered after not being with him anymore, instead Bu Isni shone more in his old age, smiled a lot and was humble, much different when with her, Miss Isni rarely smiled, her smile as necessary, not as it is now, and her children also look very happy, unlike much life with Angga who began to morat marit without property Bu Isni.
"Mom, can't we talk again?' asked Mr. Farhan slowly and carefully, he used the border well, aji mumpung they could stand together.
"No. I have a part with my life now, I am more useful now than ever when living with you, why did you ask me to come back the same mas, mas, is your life not okay, and you're short of money?" cynic Miss Isni.
"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" said Mr. Farhan.
"Ncek. khilaf what greedy, want to have two, and another mas people do not know themselves, already living poor and in the same degree my family, my family, but daring to cheat behind my back, I was willing to raise an illegitimate child mas, with a breast, but what a reply, it's mas, do not ruin my son's show!" anguish Miss Isni.
Mr. Farhan was just silent to hear the words of Ms. Isni, indeed what Ms. Isni said was nothing wrong, everything was right, now only regretted after losing everything.
Hour after hour passed, until the end of the event, the two pairs of brides, had first returned to their respective homes.
Bima went into the room of the wife who was in the house of his father-in-law.
"A-bang.." stuttered Citra as her husband was closing in on her, who was sitting at the dressing table, to remove her mike up, to, and open the conde and bridal clothes that are still attached to his body.
"Need help" Bima bargained towards the wife, and hugged Citra from behind, not forgetting to stick her chin on the shoulder of the wife, making Citra wrong behavior.
"Abang ih.. shear, I'm not finished" whined Citra, because Grori was treated like that by her husband.
Cup....
Bima chuckled and clenched the neck of the wife who teased her faith from earlier.
Gleck....
Making Bima's jakun go down, see the smooth white skin of the wife, what else see the reflection of the face Citra met red with shame, bima's eyes dropped down to look at the two mounds that were still covered by a small cloth, but not perfectly closed, because the mound was poking and made the part so real in the eyes of Bima, Bima, make the cobra that was sleeping soundly, wake up with the spirit of four five.
"Oh... God is very beautiful" Bima muttered, and tampa ba bi bu, and tampa permissive his naughty hands immediately active guerrilla in the Himalayan gunu, making Citra hold her breath, because embarrassed by the treatment of her husband, was, make in the one down there immediately twitch want to ask for more.
Cup...
Later we continue yes, already want magrib, ngak delicious like others, although brother wants to go into this well" kekeh Bima with a hoarse voice, and my eyes.
The image only nodded in embarrassment, as his body was already plain without a single thread.
And do not forget, the smooth white body Image has changed color with red to purple, because the work of the husband.
"I want to take a shower first" Citra said and ran away from there with her innocent body.
"Aaaggghhh.. It's adorable to want to attack now, I don't remember to want magrib and dinner" luh Bima looked at the nanar to go and the wife and turned to see the otong still standing mighty down there.
"Huufff..sabat tong, later tonight we work the rice fields ok, now we let him off first, but not for the night, we make him not sleep until morning" kekeh Bima scarecrow.
Seriate....
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