Not Mauku

Don't want to be disturbed

"Who's that flirtatious Dim,? it is wrong if we are friendly with guests, is not the guest a king that must be prioritized,?" elak bu Hesa defended himself.

Dimas shook his hands in the wind, "Already, I don't want to hear anything, clean ourselves, we eat, wonder I'm just like your little ones."

Ms. Hesa and Maria looked at each other and glanced into the bathroom to clean her flour-filled face.

Dimas shifted the chair he was about to sit on, Dimas glanced towards Naya who was still standing leaning against the wall by folding her hands, with Bi Taty.

"That's it, my leg,?" Naya grimacing.

"Why, baby,?" sontak Dimas was anxious and stood up to Naya.

"Why Ma'am, then,? what can I help you with, then,?" bi Taty was also worried.

Naya shook her hands, "No Bi, thank you," still grimacingly holding the tingling in her legs.

Dimas held onto Naya's shoulder, "Why dear,? what's the leg, then,?" don't make me worry.?"

Naya looked up, "My feet are tingling, unable to stand up anymore, which," Naya's body was about to collapse, but Dimas grabbed her body and carried her to the sofa in the kitchen.

"Hem.., too long standing times that..,?" Dimas touched Naya's leg, with Naya's reflexes screeching. "Aw.., which is not to be touched..," with its effect.

"Straightened the.., slow legs,?" lirih Dimas very carefully straightened the wife's legs.

"What's the matter, sister Naya,?" Mary approached in wonder.

"Non tingling" said Bi Taty who stood behind Naya.

"Huh.., spoiled, just tingling," said Ms. Hesa, from the bathroom door, then walked over and pulled the dining table chair and sat there, making all look, at Ms. Hesa.

"Bi get ready, I want to eat,?" tell Hesa's mom to Taty.

"Okay, ma'am" bi Taty skewed the rice for Ms. Hesa.

Dimas who crouched down in front of Naya, slowly massaged his legs, "Where, then,? it's gone now hem.?"

"It's been a little lightening that," Naya did not grimace anymore.

Dimas stood up, "I take a meal first, we eat Here only," Dimas approached the dining table to take a plate in the filling with several menus.

"Where to eat,?" asked Hesa to Dimas who was carrying a plate in his right hand while in his left hand a glass of water.

"Eat on Mak's couch" Dimas said as he stepped back on his wife.

Then Dimas sat down beside Naya and faced each other, Naya took over the plate from Dimas' hand, while the drinking water glass, Dimas stored it on the table, at first read basmalah Naya feed Dimas eat with his own hands, until Dimas do not have to use his own hands to eat, he just chew, Naya realized that she was a lot of trouble her husband, Naya, so what she can and easily do to make her husband happy, of course she will do, because Naya wants herself to be in need by the husband, not just be able to trouble herself.

Mary and Hesha ate at the dinner table, behind her Auntie cried, "What does Dimas eat every day so,?" hesa said to Bibi.

Bi Taty turned his head, "How are you, Mom,? bi Taty did not understand.

Ms. Hesa stared intently at bi Taty and alternated at Dimas, "It was eating out of his wife's hands, not eating itself, right,?" mrs Hesa looked at her son and daughter-in-law.

"Oh, that's right, almost every day, you eat in Mother's bribe, why does Mother ask like that,?" ask bi Taty while continuing his duties.

"No" said Hesa.

"So it's wrong, if anyone says, I don't take care of my husband, who is in the care of my husband, is that right,? they need each other really, "Aunti said slightly insinuating, Maria nodded while chewing.

"Ah, do you know what you are Bi,? who knows, in front of people, who knows if there is no one, my son is not taken care of" in a cynical tone, and his lips are pulled to the right and to the left.

"As for Mother Master, who was obviously me who always watched them, every day," bi Taty painted her smile.

Ms. Hesa did not speak anymore, Salain continued to eat, occasionally seeing the affection of her son and ex, "I am happy to see my son happy, but why should the woman,?" murmured to Mother Hesa inwardly, sighing, Mary's husband came with his son, to pick up Maria and immediately invited her to dinner,

"More not that,? let's get fat, then,?" Dimas carrying the plate.

"No, remember I had to diet, right,? told to be fat, what the hell,?" Naya ripped her lips.

"Dear to forget, sorry,?" Dimas took the plate and washed it.

After wiping his hands, Dimas sat back in his place.

"What do you want to do, Mar,?" Dimas asked his sister Maria.

"I'm home, people have been picked up, same husband I," Mary glanced at her husband.

"Mamak, you know you want to stay here, okay,?" Dimas turned his eyes to the mother.

"You know, it just so happens that there is no work on the land, maybe a few days Mamak nginep until you return.

"Oh good, then," Dimas clasped his wife's hand and kissed her affectionately.

"What a shame, I see people too" whispered Naya to Dimas, looking at the others who were looking at him.

"It's okay, baby, our guy's husband and wife, hem,?" blink one eye, and bring his face closer,

"Honey..," pinch Dimas' waist.

Dimas grimaced, "Aw, sick dear."

"Once.., there's no shame," Naya pressed her lips forward.

Dimas grinned, and glanced at Auntie, "Bi, please tidy up my used room to make Mamak.?"

"Okay sir" bi Taty nodded.

Maria held her little son, "Sister I'm going home first, and he's going to a night out on the street, "Marya told Naya, "I'm actually going to ask for cake, it was uh.., no hi..,hi..,hi..," Maria shyly.

"Don't want to ah, he wants to make Brother not Auntie," said Maria.

"Yes, insya'allah, I'll make it next time, ok,?" connect Naya.

"Ok, well I'll go home first, Brother be careful Mamak bring the man," Maria whispered with a faint smile, Naya smiled.

Ms. Hesa glared at Maria, "You're talking about Mama, right,?" his lips were kamit, I don't know what to say.

"Hi..,hi.., no, this is our secret," said Mary while glaring and her husband tailed behind.

Maria turned her back, "Abang, Mama is super cute, later your wife is made dizzy, ha..,ha..,ha." speed up her footsteps.

"Based on the child less fussy," grumbled bu Hesa, smiling.

Naya and Dimas chuckled, "Em., well Mama rest in the room, I also want to go to the room above," Dimas told his mother.

"It's still late afternoon, Dimas,? time to go to sleep, huh,? accompany Mama to watch TV why the hell,?" said Ms. Hesa with a sharp look at Dimas.

"Naya must be while the above therapy, anyways you want to pray first," said Dimas, turning his eyes to Naya who nodded his words.

"Chat first to, same Mama, don't say mulu, okay,? no grandchildren yet,?" manyuning.

Dimas sighed, looking at Naya, "We want to pray first, I'll come back to accompany Mama," Dimas moved from sitting and drew Naya's hands to stand up, "Pelan-pelan.?"

Naya stands up and walks towards the elevator, Naya first gets on with her elevator, while Dimas walks up the stairs.

Ms. Hesa stared at Dimas' back from behind, until they were out of sight.

"Can it interfere with my activities with Naya, Mama,? ah, there's-there," Dimas shook his head slowly.

Naya looked at Dimas' somewhat strange expression, "Why the hell, then,?" asked Naya who was still sitting in the chair lift.

"Ah, isn't that right,?" Dimas helps Naya stand up and is taken into the room.

They took water wudu, then performed the prayer both isya, after the prayer long shake.., Dimas landed his soup on Naya's forehead, then tidied his former prayer on the table.

Dimas brought Naya to sit on the sofa, this time Dimas deliberately sat Naya in his lap, "Yang, he said he wanted to accompany Mama below, I'm fine here, but not too late, but not too late, would you like to wake up, okay,?" embracing Dimas's shoulders, while Dimas' hands were coiled around Naya's waist.

"The story's upset, huh,?" Dimas kissed the wife's cheek, "Which, I'm jealous to see Aldo looking at you, I'm also jealous he's free to massage your feet and hands."

"Not ngusir, which.., he's not my doctor, and I'm the patient, right,? besides, it's a pity you don't know touch the skin, he just wears gloves, wonder.., you're not just a doctor,?" Naya smelled his smile.

"But.., still I'm jealous," in a spoiled tone, Dimas stuck his face on Naya's chest, until he felt Naya's erratic heartbeat, pounding loudly, and so on, what's more when Dimas unbuttoned some of his clothes.

Making Naya's heartbeat even tighter, Dimas grinned at Naya's nervous appearance, as if she had just gotten close to a man for the first time, "Why baby,?" tanya Dimas looked at the netra of Naya's eyes which shook very slowly.

Long time.., Dimas toyed in the place with his lips, rose to the neck until drawn many red marks on the chest and neck.

Adorned with the sound of music, they really enjoy the activity this time, until they are not aware that it is almost half the way from the destination.

Geck..,

Geck..,

tok.., "Dimas..," call Hesa, knocking on the door.

Dimas and Naya were shocked, hearing Hesa's voice, Dimas looked at Naya who was also looking at him, "Lucky I key that door,?" lirih Dimas, if you can't," Dimas rubbed his hair rough.

"Ck.ck.., bother this Mama," with a disappointed face on Dimas's face, as well as Naya, but she can still smile.

"Me meet there, didn't you say you wanted to talk to Mama, did you,?" naya's Order.

Dimas was still in the same position, and again drowned his face in the cleavage of soft objects, not wanting the slightest away from his wife, his existence really became opium to him, he said, Naya while touching Dimas' cheek, "Honey.., what mom, what,?" ogre.

"Em.., let's just say, at least he thinks we're asleep, the lights are also dim, right,?" said Dimas observed, the atmosphere that happened to have become dim as if the inhabitants were already in the dream realm.

"But.., baby,?" Naya's worried and unwell with her mother-in-law, "Stt.., let's just say, no one bothers our honeymoon,?" Dimas put his finger on the lips of the wife, then changed with his lips that touch ***** softly the wife with me****nya friendly and demanding more.

"Dimas, are you asleep, huh,? he said he wanted to accompany Mama to talk,? Mama no friends,? Dimas.?" mrs Hesa said, but no one paid attention.

Dimas did not want to make a call from his mother at all, let it be, even outside there is a Taty bi, Dimas continued his activities calmly, so, until they are not aware they are already on the bed not on the sofa anymore, to be more free, now they are under the blanket, wrestling full of passion, and so on, ignited by the heat of the blood flowing in each of them, climbing to the top, sailing in the sea of honey to sweat on their bodies.

A few hours later Dimas ended his love scene, what else saw his wife was so exhausted, Dimas threw his body next to his previous wife peeked at his forehead, "Thank you baby,?" whispered Dimas.

Naya just blinked her eyes, the sabil darted into the arms of the husband, buried the face in the chest of Dimas, Dimas hands embrace the body of the wife with warmth, Naya was so tired sleepiness attacked, and so much sleepiness, a few yawns, "Hem.., my wife's been yawning, baby bobo,?" rubbing Naya's back.

Before long they fell asleep, entering the gate where an atmosphere in the human subconscious.all night passed beautifully until the morning before.

Before the shining sun Naya was neat and in the kitchen, especially to prepare breakfast for the husband, "Bi, the vegetables please wash, right,?" tell Naya to Bibi while she cuts the onion and white, make fried rice not forget to give chili some fruit and pieces of wet squid.

"Bi, what time did Mama sleep last night,? Naya opened the conversation with Auntie.

"Em.., what time is it,? if it's not wrong at nine o'clock Mom, the big mother went up to call Master but no one answered, maybe Mommy is the same Master has slept he said," said bi Taty while doing his job.

Naya smelled her smile, not sleeping but not in the middle of a gig that did not want to be disturbed, "I-iya Bi we may have slept last night," Naya pretended to raise her eyebrows, so that Bibi did not also suspect.

"Yes Bibi just say, Mister and Mother is every day his sleep is still afternoon, when mah Aunty does not know, who explained,? Master and Mother would rather spend time together," Aunt smiled faintly.

"Iya Bi," Naya is short, after a few tens of minutes struggling with a skillet and stove finally fried rice of squid ala Kanaya is ready.., Naya tata at the dinner table, naya, in further make hot chocolate milk, without being called Dimas down, see his mother in the living room, and his wife in the kitchen set the dishes on the dining table.

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