My Wife's Nurse

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Putra's car entered the gate of the elite house, it looks how many luxury cars lined up nicely, all the existing cars according to the number of family members, each of them has it, but Humaira as a new commer, and all the cars are there according to the number of family members, doesn't have. Crossing the mind of the Son when he saw all the cars belonging to his family members, tomorrow he will buy a new car for his wife, as well as looking for his personal driver, because mang ujang is his mother's personal driver. While the two twin sisters used to drive their own car, once in between by mang ujang as well.

"Darling you can drive?" Ask Putra while stretching her hands, because Humaira is opening her husband's work coat.

"Can dong, since papa died I'm his personal driver mama." Humaira replied as she removed the buttons of her husband's shirt one by one, continued with her belt and removed the work pants. the woman walked to the dirty cloth barrel and put her husband's dirty clothes there.

"Tomorrow to come with me to the car showroom..."

"Gapain's there?" Humaira asked in surprise, then walked up to her husband, handing him the white towel she had taken, and Humaira stepped into the bathroom and filled the water in the bath tup, with hot water first.

"Buy a car for you is. the purchase of fried beans" replied the Son while wearing the towel, but first remove his sports panties that were not opened by Humaira earlier, he said, after finishing he stepped towards his wife to the bathroom. Humaira had no response, as his Humaira was less listening to the words of the Son.

"You want to, right?!" ask Son

"What do you want, baby?!" Humaira asked back, then turned the faucet in the usual direction so that the water in the bath tup is not too hot. After the work was done, she looked at her husband who was paying attention to his activities while shaking his head.

"Why are you talking while doing this is that, baby? that's why you're not focusing on our conversation..." The son is a little upset.

"Darling.it's already night, you have to take a shower first, continue dinner, after that we just talked! I do not want you to catch a cold because over time talk first! your clothes are open, where you haven't had dinner yet! it's 9pm! in the morning you leave for work again! you should pay attention to your health! if it's all over I'll talk to you where you can!" Humaira said as she pulled her husband's hand, removed the towel and hung it in the place that was provided there, then Humaira sat the man in the bath tup that had been prepared. The woman began soaping her husband's body, in proceeding with rubbing his back with a soft sponge, satisfied with it in proceed with soaping and gently rubbing both legs belonging to the man, he said, Putra felt he was treating Spa when Humaira served him like that. The son leaned his head while closing his eyes, enjoying a gentle massage from his wife, he felt relaxed.

At least he did not argue, if Humaira told to sit upright then the Son would sit upright, if told to raise his legs then he also followed his orders. Last Humaira gave her husband hair shampoo, she did a gentle massage on his husband's head, and his forehead. Teraba urate slightly protruding in the area of the forehead of her husband, indicating the man was a lot of heavy thinking and mild stress. It takes massage techniques to relax those stiff and stressed muscle muscles.

"Darling.. Have you ever bathed anyone up to this?"

"Father dong dear..."

"Your patient?"

"Who else if not my patient"

"What men are women?"

"So they go to enakan dong, in the same care you, in spoiled manjain kayak gini!! I don't like it!" The son pouted and was seen bending his face in annoyance.

"He he he... Do you want to know what kind of patient I'm bathing?"

Haanya's son gave a small nod, but did not want to answer.

"The type of patient in the hospitalization there are 3 types, the first patient is a minor care patient, here the patient is a patient who is not attached to the infusion and only requires observation of care, only, both patients are partial care patients, this patient is the type of patient who is attached infusion, requires treatment and other medical measures but can still meet his complete basic activities independently, and can still meet his or her basic activities, but we must be monitored and if we need help we must provide the right service, he said, the last patient's total care of this patient is a patient who can not at all meet his basic needs as a human independently, for example patients in coma, patients affected by stroke, patients, the patient runs out of surgery is also the same, but it is gradual because 1x 24 hours he can not what, 2x 24 hours just tilted left right and sit on the bed with dangling legs, after 3 x 24 hours then they can walk slowly land, so who get bathing care, feed, or help the process of elimination only the total care patient is dear, dear, very rarely do handsome young people like this I give total care, average grandfather or grandmother who is helpless anymore.." Humiran explained in easy language to her husband.

"But how did a handsome young man get into an accident? are you going to bathe her like me?" The Son with a pouting face

"Ha ha ha. if that's my fortune dong!" humaira jokes while giggling, she is satisfied to have pranked the Son

"Darling!!!!" The son glared furiously, while pouting

"Ha ha ha. if in bathing the same nurse, usually accompanied by a family kok dear, so as to avoid unwanted events, and other prejudice, so as to avoid bad, anyways the sick person will not even think anymore strange strange, because they need treatment, not a place to channel his lust.." Humaira said as she grabbed her husband's cheek that was pouting with jealousy.

"Where is the nurse bathing the patient with a massage plus such a plus! after all for his genitalia usually Muslim families always ask to clean themselves, because it's sensitve area dear!" Humaira kissed her husband's forehead and gently hugged the man, the son returned his wife's arms spoiled, but his hands began to creep behind his wife's back

"Darling my patients also no one dared to unzip my uniform"

The son did not respond, he then stroked the soft elus on his wife's back, and removed the back hook Bra owned by his wife.

"Darling, my patient also never opened my bra hook..."

"Sssshhhhhhuuuuutttt" replied the Son telling the girl to be quiet.

"Darling you're a naughty patient...."

"Yes, I can't stand that the nurse is beautiful like you!" The son pounced on the girl like a starving cat.

"Hey.you finish your bath first!"

"i dont care baby." replied the Son.

Son take off their clothes, tonight will be a long night for the two brides

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❤ ha ha ha.. ayooo who likes to be jealous of his partner's profession..