Reply To The Ex 2

BUSM2 T2. Chapter 52

It was not only Kenzo who felt disappointed, but Anaya also felt the same way. She was disappointed at not being able to satisfy her husband, disappointed at not being able to give him the rights.

In fact, they just got married. Surely Kenzo wants to ask for his right whenever he wants, because it turns out that lovemaking feels very good.

Anaya believes that Kenzo must feel so tortured, only once can menjembolnya virginity goal, but instead must take off because his monthly guests who come with do not know him.

Therefore Anaya tried to find out how to please her husband without having to make love, it turns out that there are many ways that can be done.

After reading the many ways to please her husband, Anaya finally decided to please her husband with her lips and chest.

At first Anaya felt insecure, but in fact, even though he looked amateurish, Kenzo really enjoyed the game he was presenting.

In fact, after a long time Anaya played her husband's might with her hands, lips and chest, Kenzo spewed hot lava up to Anaya's face.

Surely Anaya was not angry at all, instead she was really so happy to see the satisfaction on her husband's face.

"Sleep, you must be so tired." Kenzo rubbed the top of his wife's head that was asleep in her sleep.

After satisfying her husband, Anaya immediately cleansed her body with hot lava bursts on her chest and face.

Finished cleaning her body, Anaya decided to go to sleep. Because today he's really very tired, whereas Kenzo still can't sleep.

The man even remembered the story of his wife, if Anaya met with Anisa, it means that the woman deliberately came to the city of Sorong to destroy the household that he was just about to live with Anaya.

"I have to act immediately" Kenzo said.

Kenzo rubbed his wife's lips that looked swollen, it must have happened because it had satisfied hers to vomit.

"When you don't have to do this, I can still hold on to you for just one week. But thank you, because you've been trying to be a good wife and not easily instigated by the talk of others."

Uh! Kenzo feels no wrong in loving a woman like Anaya, because she really makes herself proud and smiles happily.

Kenzo stared at his wife's face for a long time, and soon he decided to get out of their bridal room.

Surely Kenzo wants to find out where Anisa booked the room, Kenzo certainly wants to know what the woman will do in the future.

One more thing Kenzo wants to know, is whether or not Anisa is pregnant. If the woman is really pregnant, Kenzo must meet Anisa with a man who is already pregnant.

Because even though she hated Anisa so much, but still she could not let Anisa live with her growing belly but there was no man accompanying her days.

"Excuse me, Miss. Can I ask you a question?" kenzo told one of the women who worked behind the reception desk.

"By, Mister. What's up, huh?"

"Look, Miss. My sister just arrived from the capital, she just arrived today. He said he wanted to stay here, but he hasn't called me yet. If you'll allow it, I'd like to know where he rented the room" Kenzo said politely.

The woman seemed to notice Kenzo's appearance, she smiled as she remembered that the man along with his extended family rented almost all the rooms in the resort.

Surely when Kenzo said that, the woman immediately thought that the man must have asked about his brother who wanted to congratulate him.

"Oh, that! What is your brother's name, sir? Let me just see which room he ordered" the woman said.

"Just a second!"

The woman checked Kenzo's name, and soon she smiled and turned her face toward Kenzo.

"Miss Anisa Azzahra came this afternoon, she asked for a room right next to yours. Bridal room number two, he'd like to surprise you." The woman chuckled after saying that.

Kenzo was really shocked to hear that Anisa had actually come to Sorong town and rented a room right next to the bridal room, the woman was really reckless.

"Oh! Thank you, Miss. You're very kind" Kenzo said, giving the woman tips.

He thinks he needs to give money tips, 'cause that woman doesn't make things difficult for him. In fact, it is usually difficult to gather information about people staying at an inn.

"You're overreacting, sir."

Despite saying so, the woman accepted the money given by Kenzo and put it in her pants pocket.

Kenzo seemed to chuckle, then he said goodbye to leave immediately. He wants to see his father, he wants to ask his father for help immediately.

When he arrived in front of the inn room owned by his father and mother, Kenzo seemed to knock on the door of the room. However, he looks hesitant because he is afraid that his father and mother are sleeping in his sleep.

To determine whether his father and mother had slept, Kenzo appeared to stick his ear on the door of the inn room.

"One more time, Yang."

Kenzo could hear Sigit's voice, Kenzo smiled. Since it meant that his father and mother were still awake, the man was about to knock on the door of his mother's room, but he ponder because he heard the conversation between Sigit and Aruna which was felt to make the feathers bristled.

"Wouldn't do it, huh! Last time, long time!"

"But he still wants to, still awake. Again, Yang. One more time, kill him if he has to."

"Father! Buna has made a big cape, huh. Bobo, tomorrow morning again."

"Yes, already. You're bobo, but Papa still wants this."

"Okay, Pa! How naughty, ah!"

Aruna's voice raised his protest, but it made Kenzo even more creepy because suddenly Kenzo heard Aruna sighing with ease.

"Ouch! Don't fad," said Aruna again.

Kenzo grew less and less powerful to hear it, quickly regressing his steps and staring at the door of his parents' room with a look of horror.

"Geez! Why are they playing with horses?" kenzo said as he rubbed his face violently.

After that he decided to immediately return to his bridal room, he immediately laid his body beside his wife. Then, he hugged his wife and he kissed her forehead lovingly.

"Papa sama buna is outrageous, old is still making people envious. Quickly done, Yang, his monthly guest. I want to" said Kenzo with a sad face.