Not Mauku

Disturbingly

Finally Naya fell asleep while sitting on the sofa, while Dimas was so comfortable with his wife's thighs, in the sholawat sound that Naya swivel from the phone and the wind that blows from the fan that is aimed at them.

In the afternoon before Dimas woke up, seeing his wife asleep while sitting leaning, Dimas rubbed his eyes, "Oh Allah.., how cute is my wife, sleeping leaning back,?" muttered Dimas slowly rubbed Naya's head, saw the time was ashar, free to move too, "Yang bagun, while peeping his forehead.

"Hem..," muttered Naya opened her eyes, "It's so good to sleep, but-!"

"But why, baby,?" Dimas stared fixedly.

Naya groped his neck, "Neck pain,?" Naya.

"Here I massage," Dimas massaged Naya's neck slowly.

"Aw, that pain, slowly," Naya grimaced.

"It's also a slow one,?" a little while later Dimas ended his massage with a warm kiss, "Try his neck movements, okay,?" dimas said, Naya also moved her neck to the left right.

"Lumayan who, not too sick," said Naya with a smile.

"Sorry for me, right,?" Dimas stroked Naya's hand.

"No pa-pa, who's going to go to the bathroom first,?" as they wrapped their hands around Dimas' neck, they looked at each other, Dimas could not bear to see his wife's seemingly defiant lips tuk at his touch, then kissed his lips and ********** very gently, Dimas enjoyed the touch, the left hand pulling Naya's nape, while the right hand squeezed a hill belonging to his wife, from behind the cover.

A few minutes later, Naya grabs Dimas' hand and keeps him away from the cool hill he's playing on, Naya's face away, until the touch comes off, Dimas wonders, "Why baby,?" Slow dimas.

Naya shook her head with a smile, "Already ashar,?" sahut Naya, tidying up his clothes.

Dimas grinned, "Later tonight huh,? make her Baby,? yea,? yea,? yeah,?" Dimas stood up to step foot, to the bathroom, already at the door, Dimas turned his back to look at his wife, "Yes, no.?

Naya turned her head, "Yes," timidly, then Naya moved to clean up the slightly messy room, dirty clothes put into place.

Before long Dimas came out, Naya just entered the bathroom, "Who's waiting.?"

After Naya is ready, then they perform ashar prayer, after their prayers shake hands, Naya kissed the back of Dimas and Dimas hands kissed Naya's forehead, suddenly the door was knocked from outside.

"Master and Mother, I'm sorry, there's a big Mum under the same master" yelled bi Taty.

Dimas and Naya looked at each other, "There's a Mama, who,?" lirih Naya's.

"Ah, like to disturb us who," said Dimas.

"Hus, can't that be, oya who, if we go to Bibi's time here alone,? kasian,?" Naya looked at Dimas.

Dimas thought for a moment, "Yes let Mama stay here so Auntie has a friend."

"Are there any male residents, then,?"

"Sir, tell me here with Mama, or Auntie's son to bring it here, okay,?" said Dimas.

"If it's Aunt's son, don't we know who, then,? not su'udzon, right,? but, at least it should be people we know," Naya continued.

Dimas stood smoothing the sheath, "Think of it later, baby,?" She first left the room, while Naya later.

Dimas down from the stairs, nyamperin both parents who sit on the sofa with drinks and snacks at the table are available, mother Hesa looked at Dimas carefully, from top to bottom.

"How are you, Mama,? want to go,?" Dimas shook hands with both his parents and sat in front of him.

"Well, this is your mom asking to stay here she said kangen with you,?" his Father Dimas.

"Em.., good if you want to catch up, huh,? the day after tomorrow I want to go out of town there is a duty, all you guys stay here, all right,? let Auntie not alone kasian," said Dimas.

"Your wife,?" mrs Hesa scrunched her forehead.

"I asked, not for one or two weeks," replied Dimas, leaning back on the sofa with open arms on the shoulder of the sofa.

Naya approached and sat down beside Dimas, "Father and Mama have been a long time, right,?" Naya kissed his in-laws' hands respectfully.

"Alright, it has been," said the Father-in-law.

"Where, are there any signs of my grandson's presence,?" ask Miss Hesa very much to the point.

"Naya is confused, "Em.., don't know Mak,?" Naya forced a smile, while rubbing her stomach.

"Hem.., when will you give us grandchildren,? long time old hunt," ketus bu Hesa.

"Mother..,?" husband says.

"Propay Mak, we're always doing this, too,?" Dimas gently hugged his wife's shoulder and smiled, Naya fell silent.

"God willing, I will soon be able to pray,?" bi Taty was impressed when presenting juice to his employer.

"Haveh.., until when do you wait,?" lips bu Hesa komat kamit, accompanying step bi Taty.

"Sir, don't do that, what about his love for God, in love for thanksgiving, uproar, how else,?" said Father-in-law.

Dimas nodded, "Father right, we only plan on the one above as well that determines it, not us, we always try as much as possible, don't we, baby,?" Dimas tightened his embrace, Naya did not answer just a smile that adorned her lips.

"Dong's spit, Mama already wants to weigh the granddaughter of you Dimas," continued Ms. Hesa a little clear and still sound haughty.

"Yes Mak, we understand, if it's not time to go, what,? have patience," said Dimas.

"When are you going out of town,?" asked Mr. Dimas to divert the conversation.

"Lusa sir, we're leaving" Dimas replied as he sipped some juice.

"Well, let us stay here as long as you don't exist, let Auntie be here with her friend, but.., you can't be here every day, either, because you have a lot of business outside, most who settle your Mama, it's okay a little far to the land, sometimes just look there," said Mr. Dimas.

"Thank you Sir,?" Dimas pulled his lips in a smile.

"Hem.., so troublesome," continued Naya.

"No matter Naya, it is impossible for this house to be left empty, or just in waiting for art alone," said the Father-in-law.

They kept chatting, while Naya to the kitchen helped cook fried chicken tempeh, tofu, mustard stir-fry, make dinner later, "Bi if for home needs, especially the kitchen, tomorrow Aunt shopping for stock yes, Mamak and Father-in-law will stay here, so Aunty is not alone," Naya quietly but clearly heard by bi Taty.

"Good ma'am, so Aunt is not alone" said bi Taty.

"Yes Bi, but.., Aunty do not go from here even go home, consider me Father and Mamak Bibi's employer yes,?"

"Well Mom, Auntie won't be home before Mister and Mommy come home, unless.., really urgent, can't you, ma'am,?" the middle-aged woman looked at Naya.

"Em.., if you insist anyway, may, but must say the same to me first," said Naya firmly.

"Okay Ma'am, ready for Bibi to do," bi Taty raised his hand beside his temple.

"Ah Auntie, is there-is there anyway,?" Naya laughed a little.

After some time struggling with the cuisine, finally the cuisine is ready to serve, bi Taty arranged on the table, Naya opened her apron washing hands, then went up, then went up, coincidentally, the sound of the magrib adhan was heard from a distance.

Naya is ready to perform prayers, Dimas entered, "Over the time sir, in the wait from earlier eh.., new nongol.?"

"What's a nongol,?" daddy's bird is nongol,?" Dimas grinned.

"Huh, what the hell, anyway,? perverted, hunted in wait for prayer nih," said Naya.

"Yes-yes my wife my love,?" Dimas entered the bathroom, soon returned, wet with water, then they both fulfilled their obligations as Muslims to pray magrib.

Dimas sat on the sofa, Naya was in his arms, finished the prayer relax first on the sofa, "Yang.?"

"Hem.., what dear,?" Dimas stroked Naya's long hair.

"Where, if only we didn't-!" Naya hung up her words.

"It's not what, is it,?" Dimas glanced at Naya's face which looked up to him.

"What if we didn't have children,?" slow down.

Dimas put his finger on Naya's lips, "Don't talk that dear, we will always try and pray, dear forget that hem,? and I'm sure our efforts won't go to waste, will they,?" he kissed his wife's forehead, "As tonight, I will try to plant a seed, until it grows in my wife's womb" his smile widened.

Naya pinched Dimas's small belly, but Naya further buried her face in Dimas's chest, but Dimas took off the hug, he looked up Naya's face with his finger and brought her face closer to Naya's until Dimas's breath swept over Naya's skin, seeing her natural red lips make Dimas want and want to touch her.

Dimas fused his lips with his wife's lips, and then********* soft and full of warmth, Dimas' hands were hard to control, so enjoyed the scene that he forgot to eat dinner, and below was his parents Dimas.

Tok..,tok.., tok.., "Dimas.., what..,? Dimas..,? waiting for dinner,?" screech at Hesa's behind the door.

Naya is shocked, the friendly pagutan reflex is released, Naya turns to the source of the voice, as well as Dimas, but Dimas' hand is reluctant to get off his toy, "Yang, have you been waiting for a meal,?" naya said as she rubbed her wet lips.

"I don't think I'm hungry, I'd rather-!"

"Which, it's not good for Mama and Dad, later in the thought of not appreciating them anymore," Naya said, Dimas rubbed his hair rough, "Later we can continue to eat again," naya whispers teasingly, making Dimas smile happily.

"Well then, yuk, then,?" Dimas stood up, taking Naya to stand but Naya was busy tidying up the mess because her husband, not forgetting to wear his hood, then moved from his seat, and then moved from his seat, Dimas grabbed Naya's body and then in his boyong out of the room down the stairs to the kitchen, until near the dining table Dimas lowered Naya and shifted his chair to sit down.

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