Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda

Attempts

Tama who actually just closed her eyes, felt shocked when someone pulled the waist of her pants. However, the man remained silent and pretended to sleep.

'God! What the hell is he doing?' tanya Tama in my heart.

Tama can hear the strangulation of Dance, so she realized one thing. That, Tari deliberately chose the embarrassing triangle. He could only snort inwardly, just now they wanted to start everything from scratch. But, Tari first stole the start by working on it.

The man who initially just closed his eyes, over time felt a very heavy drowsiness, until Tama really fell asleep in his sleep.

While Tari is still in a conscious state, she is still thinking about what will happen with her relationship and Tama going forward.

'God .. permission does Tari have Pak Tama. Sometimes Tari tired ngejer Pak Tama continues. Lord ... Please convey to mbak Manda, Tari will not make Mr. Tama forget it. Dance will always take care of Aruna with all her heart, ' said Tari in her heart.

The girl closed her eyes, trying to get into the dream world. Until Tari is completely carried away by the waves of the subconscious, she sleeps in peace.

***

The still timid sun appeared to her, welcoming the awkward looking married couple.

The two glanced at each other and then threw away their faces. It's weird, somehow dance can be like this. In fact, usually the girl is bar-bar, and shy is not her identity at all.

Tama patted her black mane backwards to cover her nervousness. While Dance took her breath deeply, to gather her courage.

And at the same time they looked at each other, there was a scene staring at each other. Dance who has returned to being a jolly girl, tries to start a conversation.

"Good morning, Mr. Tama," said Tari with a typical grin of horses.

"P-morning .. ," said Tama.

Dance had not found a suitable call for her husband. If you call her darling, Tama does not love her yet. If you call love, what else. So he still called the Husband with the name Pak Tama.

"Where do we start today, sir?" ask her husband.

Actually Tama is confused as to what to answer. But, as soon as he glanced to the middle, the place where Una was still asleep. He immediately got the idea.

"Taking care of Una together. How's it?"

Dari nodded in agreement, the girl also turned to Una who was still asleep. The hands of the two of them simultaneously raised to rub the cheeks of the child's kingpin.

Tama rubs the left side, while Tari rubs the right cheek.

"God ...." Una wriggling.

Apparently a gentle swipe from them woke Una up. There was a muttering sound from the boy.

"Mama, Papa," call Una.

"Yes, baby," said Tari.

"Una lapel .. " lamented the boy.

Dance smiled at the words of the Princess. Just waking up, the child's mind was immediately fixed on the food.

"It's a shower, son. We just had breakfast downstairs," said Tari.

The boy immediately agreed by moving his head up and down, Tama until astonished. Why is her son so obedient to Tari, she thought.

Dari also invites Una to take a bath, while Tama is still on the bed with her head leaning on the headboard.

A few minutes later, Dari and Una came out of the bathroom. Looked at the boy who came out with a white towel that covered his body.

Tama who saw that, immediately got up from the bed. "Where are you going?" ask Tama.

"To Una's room. The shirt is there" said Tari.

"Oh, yes already .. we go to Una's room."

They walked together to Una's room. Once inside, Tari picks up telon oil as well as baby powder. Tama also helped his wife take the clothes of the Son.

"Pa, turn around! Una wants to wear clothes," cried Tari.

The man immediately obeyed his wife and immediately turned around. Dari helps Una put on her shirt, fearing she will get a cut on the boy's forehead if Una wears it herself.

Now it's Tama's turn to take care of her son's long hair. The man started combing her hair carefully.

***

Finished taking care of Una, Tari left her little daughter to Mbak Ijah. Now it's Tama's turn to clean up. Today the man had no teaching hours, he decided to check out the Batara restaurant.

After spending twenty minutes in the shower, the man came out refreshed. The dance that was ready to stand with Tama's equipment, immediately handed it to the Husband.

"Eh, wait! Mr. Tama .. ," call Tari stop her husband's footsteps towards the walk in closet.

Tama turned around, and raised both eyebrows. "A-anu, that. The shirt will let Tari aja buttoning," said Tari with a voice that resembles a mouse squeak.

Tama hesitantly answered him with a nod of his head. The man wore his underwear and pants on the walk in closet. Once ready he came out with a shirt that has not been bagged.

The man approached Dari who had forgotten how to blink. "Ehem." Tama cleared her throat.

"E-eh Mr. Tama." The girl grinned indistinctly, she was caught looking at her husband so intensely.

After all who is not fascinated with her husband's burly body. Chest field, stomach that even though it does not have torn bread, but not distended like most men.

I've been dealing with dance. The girl began to move her hands, her eyes staring right at the chest of her husband's field while he was putting buttons into his hole. The height of the dance that makes it nothing is only equivalent to the chest of the Husband.

Tama's body goosebumps when Tari's hand accidentally touches her skin. His wife's touch created a strange noise on his body. The man caught Dance's hand.

"Why?" ask the girl with a head.

Instead of answering, Tama held both sides of his wife's face, and lowered her head.

Dance frowned in surprise, Tama seemed to be tilting her head slightly. And suddenly, a chewy object belonging to her husband stuck with her cherry-red lips.

Tama began to open access to explore in there. The man's boneless object moved cunningly.

The two were swept away in the encounter of a heady chewy object. Tama's hand pulled his wife's waist to make it easier to explore.

The man further deepened his activity by pressing the nape of the Wife. The atmosphere is getting hot. Tama unconsciously, began to lead his wife to the sofa that was not far from them.

Dance fell on the lap of the Husband. The girl's hand gripped both of Tama's shoulders.

A sound was heard in both ears. None of them intended to let go of the bony object. The two of them had already dissolved into a wave that could not be explained with words.

Tama's hands were on Tari's waist and nape. Now began to creep in front of his wife's nightgown.

One hand he used to unbutton the shirt of the wife, only two buttons that open—

Hc .. tok ...

"Tama, Dance. Come breakfast. How come you didn't come down from there."

Suddenly the sound of knocking on the door accompanied by the voice of Mama Widi was heard. Then Tama ended the meeting of the chewy object.

Tama's thumb stretched out rubbing the rest of the saliva around his wife's lips.

Dari hurriedly stood up with a breath of frenzy. The girl ran to open the door.

"Eh ... Mama, sorry the new dance is ready to help Mr. Tama," said Tari.

Mama Widi's eyes fell on the two open Dance buttons. The middle-aged woman smiled seductively.

Dance followed her mother-in-law's eyes. "Wow, are these buttons open?!" screech the girl.

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Tama soang(by E○)