Replacement Uterus

Thick makeup

"Are you not ready, baby?" devan asked who had just entered the room and found his wife had not changed clothes and still looked busy looking for clothes.

"Attent. Still looking for the right and good to wear." replied Nayra who exclaimed put her clothes in search of the right fit.

Devan approached and helped his wife find the right clothes for her.

"It's.." Devan gives dress with long sleeves bemotif flowers.

"It's small and this diluted little all. No one is going to fit" said Nayra with a sullen face. He was upset because he had been looking for clothes that fit to wear but no one fit.

"You don't feel fat anymore, baby." Nayra glared her eyes as Devan held her fat.

"You mean your wife is fat, that's what you mean" said Nayra quietly but with great emphasis in each word.

Devan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He had just awakened the lioness who had been tame for a few days for misusing her vocabulary.

"Bu-not so dear." Devan argued nervously. "Ouch!!! Why wear nervous everything." Inner Devan, he scratched his temple that does not itch.

"Keep what does that mean?" nayra asked with her hands crossed on her chest.

"I mean...It means the clothes are ugly there is nothing suitable for you to wear." kilah Devan looking for an excuse.

"And the one you're holding I've never worn."

"Also the one in the closet that you opened earlier was all the new clothes that you bought for the twins birthday yesterday."

"That means it's all ugly?" tanya Nayra immediately embraced Devan quickly.

"Yes, if it's bad, it's just donated." said Nayra with a plain look.

"Where did that fierce face go." thought Devan.

"Pregnant woman is indeed magical." Devan inner

"Honey..Which shirt am I wearing?" nayra asked with her hand to hug Devan.

Devan sighed softly in the face of Nayra's fickle mood.

"Wear the right one to meet and be polite." Devan replied gently so as not to change the mood of his wife again.

"All right you get out first..!!" Nayra kicked Devan out of the walk in closet.

"I already know which one to wear." continued while closing the door.

"Don't want to be helped dear." cried Devan from inside the room.

"It's getting longer if you help." Nayra said with a shout as well.

Devan smiled at his wife's words.

"Papa." Kiara enters her Papa's room which is not closed.

"Mama's not ready, Pah?" asked Kiara who was standing in front of Papa Devan who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yet. Maybe soon." replied Papa Devan.

Kiara ber'O' ria's. "Uncle Lomi is waiting downstairs" Kiara told Papa.

"Yes pretty. Let's go down." hap. Devan held his daughter on his back.

"Sa_..." Devan said hanging when he saw the walk in closet door open.

"What a beautiful mom!!" kiara exclaimed when she saw Mama Nayra who had just come out of the walk in closet.

"What's right, baby?" nayra asked because she felt that tonight she looked ordinary and nothing special.

Instead of answering, Devan dropped Kiara on the bed and walked up to Nayra himself. He circled around Nayra looking at the appearance of his wife from the bottom up who looked much more beautiful and beautiful. So cold to look at.

"Why? Ugly yah." asked Nayra with her sad face, she seemed disappointed because she could not look beautiful tonight.

Devan smiled and took his wife's right hand and kissed the back of the hand.

"My angel is getting more beautiful when wrapped in hijab like this." praise Devan while holding the head of Nayra who is currently wrapped in hijab.

Nayra who was sad suddenly met red cheeks when Devan praised him. He even held back from smiling at the compliments Devan gave out of embarrassment.

"I'm getting entangled with your love when you look like this, my humaira" Devan said looking into Nayra's shady eyes making Nayra's cheeks turn red.

Nayra smiled shyly making Devan smile even now her thumb has rubbed the thin lips of Nayra who smiled.

"Do you want to tempt Romi with such a thick makeup?" devan asked, looking at his wife's lips. Two chewy hemispheres that always make it opiate in addition to the twin squishy and nest for the python.

"Is it too thick my makeup?" asked Nayra to cupped both of her cheeks.

"Very. What else is this part." Devan answered softly as he rubbed Nayra's lips and brought her face closer. Both seem to forget the figure of girls who are underage if they have to see their beauty.

Kiara put both her hands on her waist with bulging eyes, and cute pursed lips. He stared dislikefully at his parents. Especially Papa Devan who seduces Mama Nayra with her flirtation.

"Kiala is not a statue here Papa!!!" kiara shouted as Devan's lips almost stuck perfectly on Nayra's two chewy hemispheres.

Devan closed his eyes without changing position. He held his breath for a moment and exhaled it violently. He forgot that Kiara was still in the room. Thought she had her daughter out first.

Nayra, who was embarrassed to see her daughter, walked to the dresser to remove the lipstick she said was too thick.

Nayra was confused. Where it's thick, thought Nayra. Because she felt her lips were still pale or rather she had not worn lipstick.

Nayra glanced sharply at Devan who was still silent at the place earlier. He could have been fooled by Devan and almost fooled. Fortunately there is Kiara, Inner Nayra.

"Now!!!!! You call Papa what's sleeping." Kenan's voice shouts.

"I'm a statue here." cried Kiara while looking at Papa Devan annoyed.

"Who is a statue?" asked Kenan after going into his Mom's room.

"Come on!! Dali's on being a statue here." Instead of answering Kenan's question, Kiara pulled him out.

"Ehh...Papa quickly awaited Uncle Romi." cried Kenan when he reached the door.

"Disturb the mood." Devan grunted in annoyance. He walked over to Nayra.

"Are you ready, baby?" devan asked his wife

"Emmm..Is it getting thicker?" nayra asked back with her lips pursed.

Without answering Devan immediately pulled Nayra into his crib and kissed her chewy hemisphere by giving her a lu matan in both hemispheres.

"Now it looks thinner" said Devan after melu mat Nayra's lips until a little swollen.

He picked up a tissue on the dressing table behind Nayra and rubbed the kiss marks around the wet lips.

"This is not a thin Devan. But it's getting swollen." Nayra's murmur was upset with a pouting face.

"No what. Later the night continued to be hotter again even more swollen." Devan timpal without the slightest guilt.

"Didn't you want to see your husband moaning in pleasure because of you?" seductive Devan with his perverted smile.

"You ahhh..." Nayra immediately walked out of the room feeling embarrassed that Devan had managed to tease her.

Devan shook his head once while smiling satisfied. He liked to make his wife embarrassed because he was teased.