Revenge Fat Wife

Mr. Handsome

Who said having a baby was easy? Only a person endowed with great patience is able to say so. It may be a theory like yes, but the practice, of course not at all.

Man has the threshold of being tired and accepting the consequences of an act. Those who are weak will succumb to the word depression, but the stoic ones will continue to struggle and adjust.

Mayang is too. Her emotions sometimes become unstable when she sees her baby crying. She became impatient when the NICU nurse did not immediately calm her screaming baby until her entire body turned red.

Mayang became emotional and upset. Then she regretted and cried. This phase is very draining. Gian even lost quite a lot of weight because of this.

Day after day, Gian faced it with stoic. Although not infrequently Mayang looks happy. But exams always come at inopportune times. For example, when Gian had to go home to work. He sometimes had to leave the hospital at 3 am, then take a 4 hour trip, work, then when he had not had time to stretch his back he had to return for the sake of the baby. Gian arrived at the hospital in the middle of the night, slept an hour, then left again.

Mayang did not ask Gian to come, but Mayang cried when telling stories, making Gian must prepare shoulders and affectionate remarks to support his wife. Ready but they need adjustment. Being a parent has no school. All are learned when they have children.

Lucky User 1234 can go home earlier than expected. The babies grew quickly and showed fairly good development. Within 25 days, they were brought home.

And on the 36th day, they gave thanks. Geez, it's too late, to just do the naming ceremony, but Gian doesn't care. User 1234 is far more important than all the ceremonies and traditions.

Again, Rully was so enthusiastic about the babies. Calling herself Mami, Rully every morning was like a powerful mistress commanding and directing the caretaker of the babies.

His hair was messy in a cepol tie, wearing toad pants whose strings often sag, a tight white t-shirt that made the curves of the chest and also the center visible, it was the young woman's latest appearance when she was in charge of baby Gian's care.

Rully was excited to do it. Mayang is officially only a woman who gives birth and breastfeeds. All taken over by Rully.

"We'd better have our own baby, Mommy." Djarot sucked one of his stocky hands into Rully's waist, creeping up to her chest. Squeezing it so strong then followed the other hand which directly targeted something between his two legs.

Rully was obviously drunk on what she was making. With a seductive gesture, Rully leaned her head against Djarot's chest, letting the man's lips enjoy his neck.

"We're going to make one as an initial experiment, Mas."

Djarot couldn't help but laugh at hearing that. "I've had a few months, so can't Gian help us have 10 right away? You look sexy when you sweat and smell like this."

Rully moaned slowly, her brain was unable to think because of the delinquent act of Djarot. Djarot squeezes and performs circular movements that are in rhythm there and there. Rully's head shook so much her frustration dispelled the pleasure that was slowly attacking.

"Don't be here." Rully immediately realized. This is the nursery that just finished on the record for tomorrow morning's event. The babysitter was taking turns eating and cleaning herself. Rully asked them to rest while the four boys slept.

Honestly, she was afraid that one of the nannies would enter when she was in a mess.

"I'm always noisy." Rully moved away while releasing Djarot's hand from her body. "Wait for me in five minutes, yeah, Mr. Handsome and Tough."

Of course it was not for Djarot but something belonging to Djarot that Rully valued.

"Over five minutes, you won't sleep tonight." Djarot warned, then without waiting for Rully's response, Djarot left the nursery after glancing at the four of them affectionately.

He only dared to look without daring to hold. They were too soft and small for his big, hard hands.

"Home home, Mom?" Mayang appeared behind the door, passing Djarot who came out.

"Yes ... again nengokin Mami baby who all day do not reply to my message." Djarot smiled before coding Mayang that he should take a shower.

Mayang smiled slightly, then nodded. He understood very well how maniacal and bucolic they were both, so he said nothing.

Mayang came with four bottles filled with milk. In less than half an hour, all four babies have to suckle again. Their weight went up from 900 grams to 980 grams. Pretty good though still a little less so it's a little like a normal baby.

But Mayang was happy, his efforts yielded results. At least, they are not separated by the glass anymore, and if you cry, Mayang himself can hug him.

"Are you sure you don't want to have your own?" Mayang opened the chat when it was felt that Rully was still clumsy because she was busy quelling passion.

"Gian hasn't wanted to give me a pregnancy consultation yet." Rully frowning.

"You've only been married a few months. Promil isn't much needed for now." Gian appeared out of nowhere and it made Rully flutter. He just slandered his sister-in-law cruelly.

"I need guidance, Temperature!" Rully quibbled, then prepared to leave the nursery.

"Not necessarily." Gian looked at Rully with a strange smile. Mayang was confused to respond, so he just kept quiet while holding the hand of one of his baby boys.

Gian glaring cunningly. "My only, if you don't sleep often, steal time to make love. You can barely separate from just allowing the chance of the sperma to fertilize a second."

Rully frowned even deeper as Gian chuckled. The man knew something that seemed embarrassing. Especially if it is not the sound produced when they make love. This house is only Mayang's room is soundproof, others are not.

"Based on the doctor's nipping!" Rully could not speak anymore. He's already red-bodies. Gian outrageous.

The woman of Gian's age half ran away from the nursery, towards her own room.

"Five minutes and seventeen seconds!" Djarot said from the side of the bed. The man had not dressed after the shower. His chest and stomach were book-yellow making Rully instantly dazed.

"You're intentionally late for not sleeping tonight, right?" Djarot removed the only cover, then walked dramatically towards Rully who was leaning against the door.

"Well, how else. Late or not, I always end up the same in you, Mas." Rully. What could he be? Maybe Djarot has prepared himself to hit him tonight after almost a month of not doing it right.