Revenge Fat Wife

New Dugongan

"Rul, Rul!" Djarot finally snatched the cup containing the ice roll from the milk and dragon fruit nimbly. She doesn't want Rully to get the flu just because most eat ice cream.

"Mas .. I still want to." Rully whined, reaching for the cup. His eyes gnawed, begging Djarot to remove his hand from the cup.

Djarot took a breath, then warned Rully. "This is the last one!"

Rully's smile immediately appeared with its width when Djarot released the cup. Then Rully devoured without the rest of the 7th cup which was the largest and special cup.

Djarot left Rully to pay for all the ice bejek—Djarot would rather call it that, which Rully spent. He himself did not order at all, only occasionally eating from Rully's very pushy feed. The body just feels cheerful, really, still want to eat cold.

Djarot put the wallet in his pants pocket, while returning to Rully's desk. "Bapak Sama I've been waiting at home. Where did it get!"

Rully stood up with her mouth full of scoops covered in the red color of the dragon fruit. He sauntered in satisfaction, ahead of Djarot.

Upon arrival at the car door, Rully turned her head, letting the sweet, sticky ice cream scraps smear her lips. Rully approached, targeting Djarot's lips that looked dry.

"Love you, Mama," said Rully as a kiss was released.

Djarot bought, shocked, surprised, until he could not move. Then, his stomach churned as he felt a sweet aroma and a sticky taste filling the lips slightly into the oral cavity.

"Jr ...!" Djarot tried to vomit, but could not. It was not enough to make the contents of his stomach come out even though he had felt a terrible wave there.

"You're terrible, Rul!" Djarot cursed, then wiped his mouth. Djarot's eyes water so much nausea that makes it uncomfortable this torments him.

Rully is initially surprised, but when Djarot is still able to curse, she believes her husband is still fine. Licking it he can do it, this is what tastes sweet and delicious this is not even want, right strange? It feels good there, huh? Basic guy.

Rully went back to enjoying the ice cream in an unusual way.

Djarot returned nauseous seeing Rully's mouth filled with red ice cream. To her it was a little disgusting, but she held back her turbulent stomach for the sake of keeping Rully feeling. She's scared, Rully misunderstood.

They immediately slid into the house that was no more than a kilo meter away.

Well, Rustina—though only through Djarot, whining so that occasionally they want to go home. It's been a long time since they've been here, hasn't it?

"Totally long in the street?" Rustina asked with a big smile as Djarot and Rully greeted her. Although there was still a sense of awkwardness in Rustina's gesture, but she was quite flexible to welcome Rully.

"So buy some ice cream up front." Djarot replied softly and limply, but when Rustina frowned, Rully immediately hid behind Djarot. She was embarrassed to be impressed like a child.

Rustina nodded, though astonished. Well, Rully can behave as she pleases, right? Rustina's son loves Rully half-dead despite Rully acting rich. Just look at that, Djarot even smiled to himself looking at Rully who was walking cheerfully into the room.

"Mommy hasn't come home yet, Mom? She's healthy, right? I'm sorry if I just got home, work is full again." Djarot distracts his mother, fearing that Rully's behavior will make her dislike him. At the end of it, Rully's being rummaged. Djarot is not Daia, if you have to hear the complaints of his mother who is super chatty.

"Udah on the road, Ngga ...." Rustina was still fixedly staring at this only son. "You're pale? Sick? If you are sick, you are forced to drive yourself, anyway? Is there Roni?"

"Rully suddenly wanted to come here, Buk ... Shouldn't I be smooching? I haven't even told him to come back here, you know."

"Yes, but look at your condition, Ngga .. can Ibuk who is there. Change that." Rustina was a little worried. Djarot looked very tired, maybe he was a long time since Djarot last had been sick.

"I'm okay, kok, Buk. Maybe lack of sleep. Moreover, Mayang just born." Djarot. She did not want her mother to worry about her condition.

Djarot went back outside to pick up Rully's bag, a small bag that only contained a cape, then looked at her on the left arm.

Rustina gaping. That kid is the same as Rully. He's a little envious. Rully was really the queen in the hands of her son.

Murdyo had just arrived then he rushed in. Without greeting he immediately ambushed Rustina and Djarot who were still in the front room.

"Is there any good news yet, Ngga? Was it long ago? Why don't you do it, no? Is it on purpose in order to be able to date first?"

Rustina's jaw fell twice until she gaped wide. "Mr! What the fuck. Talk so much to your own child? Not ashamed of the uniform? Same bag with APBD? Jesus, Father ... shame! Rich can make kids!"

"If you prove it, you can make 4!" Murdyo laughed and patted his son on the shoulder. "If it comes down from the Father, usually the one who craves the Father, especially if his daughter. 3 your sister is a nauseous father."

Djarot this time can not be worded. "That's it, sir?"

"Yes ...." Murdyo. "What the hell are you doing, son?"

"I've been nauseous for over a month, sir. I'd be disgusted to see Rully. That's why I let him help take care of Mayang's son."

Rustina and Murdyo looked at each other. Then smiled brightly as he looked at Djarot.

"Come to the gynecologist!"