My wife Little Child

Chapter 83

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Sisi stepped into his house. Yes, and as always. The house that was so big and luxurious looked so desolate. Only a few household assistants seemed to be pacing around.

Yes, in the house there are 3 domestic assistants with their respective duties.

"Where's Bik?" ask Sisi flat while putting his original bag on the sofa.

"So the 11 o'clock came home from the boutique. Keep going again Non," replied Bik Tuti carefully. Bik Tuti is one of the youngest household assistants among 2 other household assistants, which is about 38 years old.

Side breathed a rough breath. "Yes, Mama must have gathered together again with her social friends!" he said cynically then without saying anything else immediately went up to the 2nd floor to his room.

Bik Tuti just fell silent and could not say anything. But actually deep down in his heart, he was so sorry to see his master's son.

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Sisi landed his body violently onto his large bed. His eyes glared at the ceiling of his room.

And all of a sudden, his phone rang indicating a WA message was coming in. The side immediately checked it.

[Hello Side! Siang😊.

This is Mas Adit. I just wanted to say that your car is real.

Tomorrow let me anterin to your house with my office mechanic]

With a lightning-fast motion Sisi instantly rose from his sleep. Then like a madman he danced with excitement as soon as he knew Adit was sending him WA messages.

With passion he immediately replied to her.

[Thank you very much, Mas Adit. But does not ngerepotin if the shampoo is then delivered to my home?]

[Look easy again Si. No nicotine at all, hehe.

Tapi sorean gak papa kan Mas Adit anterinnya? Soalnya bisanya paling abis pulang kerja]

No, no, dear! Not very papa!

Wanted to. I think he bales like that! Haha...!

[Yes, no papa kok Mas Adit. Thanks again so much!]

[Yes equally...😊]

And the chat is done.

Sisi put his cellphone back on his original bed. Then jogged again with a very carefree percis crazy.

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Meanwhile, somewhere else...

Dira who had just returned from campus stepped inside the house. The hour hand shows at 16:12 WIB at that time.

"Assalamu'alaikuuummm...! Biikkp... Biikk... Fahri Mas has returned home Biiikkkkk...????" she screamed loudly as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Wa'alaikum.nl...! Belom Non...!" suhut Bik Inah who was washing dishes.

Dira. Then walk towards the refrigerator and open it, taking out a glass bottle filled with water. Take him to the dinner table, and he sits in his chair. His hand grabbed the clean glass nearby and began to pour the white water he had taken into the glass. Then start sipping the glass of water slowly.

"Yaudah, let me go to the room first. Take a sultry shower!" he said while putting the glass he was wearing back on the table.

"Yes Non!" sahut Bik Inah in between his activities.

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"Emmmm.. really big..." Dira muttered to himself as she stepped out of the bathroom with her body covered in a towel robe. Her hands were busy drying her still wet hair with a small towel.

While humming a little he approached the large wardrobe in the room he and Fahri. Then open it and begin to sort out the clothes he will be wearing.

"The wind." suddenly a pair of burly hands wrapped around his waist from behind making him very surprised. Without even looking, he knew who the owner of the big hand was.

"Negotin' the habit!" gagging Dira while tilting her head towards Fahri, a small pat was landed on that burly arm.

Fahri even grinned and still wrapped his hands around the waist of the wife.

"Would you take a shower, honey...?" the whisper is soft in Dira's ear.

Dira immediately goosebumps due to a puff of Fahri's breath in one of the sensitive areas. "Nanya's cake again? Emang according to Mas I abis nyangkul rice fields gituu...?" said kalem.

Fahri chuckles amusedly.

"Mas kangen is very much the same as you darling.." whispered again and now began to kiss the white neck of Dira with passion.

Dira understood her husband's condition. Imagine, Fahri almost fasted for 3 months!

Fahri turned his wife's body so that now they face each other. He pulled Dira's waist so that now there was no longer any distance between the two of them. Dira also wrapped his arms around the husband's neck.

Fahri began to scoop his wife's lips greedily like a starving lion. Dira also replied. They are also mutually*****, sucking, biting, like for centuries have not let go of each other passion love.

But in the midst of the hot action of a pair of human beings, Fahri suddenly released his kiss.

"Why Honey?" ask Dira wonder.

"Father dear. I want to take a shower first yes," said Fahri with a face that is difficult to interpret.

"Wait for Honey" Dira hugged her husband from behind as she walked to the bathroom.

"Dira knew what was on Mas Fahri's mind." whispered Dira very slowly until it almost sounded like hiss. "Mas would be afraid if later Dira content why-napa...?"

"Mas is calm. Kemaren Dira sepet kok consultation through WA same doctor Anastasya... And. he said... Having a husband and wife is still safe to do as long as the frequency is not too frequent..."

Fahri remained unmoved. Then a second later, he turned his body slowly so that now they faced each other.

Fahri cupped Dira's face and looked at her gently. "Seriously... Honey...?" whispered.

Dira nodded steadily.

Suddenly Fahri immediately jiggled with excitement like a madman. Kontan Dira knitted his brows while laughing amusedly and bobbing his head.

Then with a quick movement suddenly Dira's body was carried by her husband's bridal style towards their bed. "Awwwws... Mmaaatss...!! Sabaarr...!!!!"

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To be continued...