Revenge Fat Wife

Waiting for Jatah

Around seven in the evening, when Djarot was about to finish his job, Riska came up with a stack of letters proving he was the official owner of a plot of land near the city's big market. For a long time the land has been a problem for the government, Riska can be sincere if only some parties do not corner her, including Mardian, her ex-husband himself.

"Urgent, yes, Mas Djarot." Riska walks into Djarot's living room with an assistant.

Djarot can what, he has to be professional, right? Although he will later get an annoyed look from Rully. Tonight he's already promised for love rations after two days off.

"I think there's an element of revenge on this issue, Mas." Riska showed me a piece of certificate on behalf of Riska's father, "My ex-husband seems to be masterminding the lawsuit of some people who feel the land is their property."

Riska also showed an official letter coming out of a notary about the delivery of the inheritance and his father's letter of sale and purchase with the previous owner. "I asked Mas Djarot to check these letters and their authenticity, I was afraid that later in the trial I lost and Mas Djarot would be embarrassed."

Djarot smiled after examining the letters. "it-losing won, it's commonplace, ma'am. But if you lose, the one who feels sorry is Mom. So far the evidence you give is always accurate and I have no doubt at all considering his father Mother has a lot of land in some places."

"Yes, but I don't understand where you came from, Mas. So I was worried that they would win the lawsuit, and Mas Mardian would buy the land from them. Whereas before Mas Mardian adem-adem only when I love to see the land."

Djarot checked the files again with the help of Riska's assistant. In Djarot's glasses, all the letters were genuine and came from the government. Regarding where to buy from, it does not matter as long as there are sales letters witnessed by the local village device. Riska shouldn't worry, right?

"Bu Riska need not worry, we can advance against their demands." Djarot had not checked everything, he was already very tired today, but Djarot could guarantee the authenticity of the letter. Understandably since Rully was pregnant, she became a little lackluster and easily tired. He also became a mageran man, if the weekend he used to jog, now more at home, in addition to being lazy, Rully also always work on it.

"Yes, I'm worried, Mas .. that's my most promising future. Especially if the local government is doing market expansion, I am also a big profit." Riska joked, which Djarot calls.

By the way, the price was very high, so if now he had to pay Djarot 100 million was also no problem. And it is natural that Mardian wants it now, because he once felt that he owned the land and was stylish if he was told how rich a Mardian was.

Djarot's office door was pushed from the outside, revealing Mardian's sharp expression. But when he saw Riska, his face turned pale and pias. "I'm sorry, I'm so presumptuous to go in here without knocking first."

Riska stood up and looked at her ex-husband furiously. "You lost a step, Mas!"

Djarot also stood up with a heavy sigh. He expected them to have a fierce fight here. "My hours were up three hours ago, Mr. Mardian. Miss Riska is my personal guest for now."

An angry bearded Mardian gets a haughty expulsion of a Djarot. "Cih .. I can work with other lawyers who are better than you."

"Good ...! Go and find that lawyer!" Djarot. She exhaled as she felt this was also the result of Rully's pregnancy. He becomes very sensitive and irritable.

"Mas ..you should stop and waste money. You have a child you have to live with, and you have a young wife who needs special care from you." Riska quips. Yes, because Anggi is being treated in a mental hospital, because he does not recognize anyone but Gian.

Mardian threw his face away after staring at the occupants of the room with anger.

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It was 10pm and Djarot hadn't come home yet. Somehow call it, because the workplace is only different from the floor of the room. Honestly, since being declared pregnant, Rully has wanted her husband more than usual. And apparently, Djarot is busy with a case that must be handled.

Rully's stomach only protrudes a little even though she is 4 months old, just like a fullness person or a person who has not shaken two days. There was nothing special about her pregnancy. Although she was happy, but she felt sorry for her husband who had to vomit early in the morning, could not eat certain foods, and it was true, Djarot who did not like to poke, was unable to eat certain foods, now I like the one called Rujak. Even he provides spice in the refrigerator so that if at any time want to eat, just peel the fruit.

With a step, Rully immediately opened the door wide. Welcoming her husband home. Djarot looks lethargic and crumpled. The man's weight dropped a lot this month. Oh my goodness .. do not let the ration that has been postponed two days failed.

"Why, Mas?" Rully attentively approached Djarot, then brought her husband to sit on the sofa in front of the tivi. "Is there a problem?"

"Bu Riska had unfinished business about the land dispute, then there was a little problem in the construction of Gian hospital. We talked about that." Djarot kissed Rully's cheek which seemed to have been given night cream. The man frowned, not liking.

"Don't use that cream .. bitter if it's a lick." Djarot protest.

"Wear it when I'm abis kiss you." Djarot dropped his head on the back of the sofa he had given a pillow. He resigned every time Rully undressed him. Yes, at first it was just the obscure endings that made him ticklish and stand up, then go down, and end up making love. But today, can they not do it? Come on, he's so tired.

Rully bit her lips as she started crawling up her husband's lap. "Mas ... How about?"

"Mas tired, honey." Djarot tried to give as gentle an explanation as possible so that Rully did not offend or hurt her pride if rejected. "What is the morning?"

"Okay I understand .. I'm the one who works, Mas just shut up." Rully nodded in understanding, then approached Djarot's ears. "Although tired, he remained upright and hard, Mas. Don't let me end up with cucumbers or eggplants, yes, or worse, I bought rubber to replace you!"

Djarot. "That is tired of the same body of hands that are invited to work with him. He himself was silent all day, sleeping richly steamed eggplant, so if you lure ya stay up and hard."

Rully chuckled amusedly as well as pleasantly when her threat worked well. "I can handle this, Mom."

Rully immediately came down from Djarot's lap and locked the door. He intended to do it on the couch alone, not to the room. He was afraid that Roni would enter at any time to the most spacious room in this house, even the top floor was almost only filled with Djarot room and exercise room only.

"Okay .. lets play, Baby." Rully pulled down the zipper on her husband's pants, then enjoyed something between her legs with her mouth. He knows, this method is most effective if you want a fast game but still satisfying.

And even though Djarot was tired, his lips still quietly moaned and raved. Rully is indeed best for the business of making it easy. "Enough, Honey!"

Rully immediately pulled herself up and raised the nightgown she was wearing. He bit the tip of his shirt so as not to disturb when they were united.

Djarot was fascinated to see the action of Rully, the gesture of biting the tip of the dress was very sexy. Djarot gulped, while pointing Rully's waist properly. His eyes could not be seen the movement of Rully's lips that were slightly covered by the lace of clothes.

"He can drive me crazy." Djarot sat up, as if what Rully did in front of him always managed to ignite new energy in his body.

"Mas .. don't dalem-dalem. I think the baby is already big, so feel how it is if you're a thug." The end of the cloth fell, but Djarot immediately turned again to Rully's lips.

"Gigit with strength!" Djarot doesn't care, "Come, start your work!"

Rully widened her eyes as Djarot instead pushed his item deeper. He had a hard time complaining when his lips were full. Slowly he started moving.

Rully's eyes were watery, her head was shaking, geez she wasn't strong. But even though Djarot did not change his fast, hard tempo, the baby was fine. Rully was grateful, she only needed to check once a month and Gian would be her first place to ask, even the most embarrassing thing.

Djarot could not be a little softer even though he said he was tired. Everything is still the same, just that they are not as often as they used to do it. She was afraid the baby was in shock because it was being shaken continuously. Perhaps the weakness and fatigue that Djarot experienced was his silver lining as well, at least he did not attack Rully excessively.

"Maas ...." Rully's lips were indeed noisy when it was light, so Djarot silenced her. Usually, Rnanti ully will have arrived if it has called his name.

"Mas, let's go again, yeah."

Djarot bought, looking at his wife in disbelief. Jeez ... This alone hasn't come out Rul! Djarot patted his forehead firmly.

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