SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

AFTER 1'S

"Ai, is Ibra asleep?"

A movement Safa felt behind her. Edzar's hand curled past his stomach. He touched Ibra's plump little legs, moving them slightly to make the tiny baby suckling twitch.

Safa slid Edzar's hand. "Where do you want to sleep? From earlier Papi continued to disturb."

Edzar scowled, "Yes, long gone his mistress. You're bored waiting for me."

"Emang A Uda would like to do something, anyway? Aw! Shh ..." Safa grimaced as Ibra sucked up the top of her chest quite hard.

Without knowing behind there was a stiffening hearing his voice that looked more like a village*han.

"Ai .." said Edzar.

Safa did not reply because her focus was divided on Ibra who suddenly removed her mouth from Safa's chest shoot. Then blinked, throwing an adorable sounding laugh.

The 5-month-old baby raised both of his legs. Safa knew Ibra was inviting him to play.

"Ai, why hasn't Ibra slept as well?" asked Edzar who saw his son laughing with a fresh face aka not sleepy at all.

Edzar's upset. Wry face. Especially when Safa even serve their children who never close their eyes.

"Do not know. It was hard to sleep."

"Don't play along, dong, Ai. He won't sleep."

Safa sighed. "How should Safa go? Safa was clapping with mimi. But Ibra seems not sleepy."

Edzar cursed in his heart. His eyes stared flatly at the son who rolled on the bed. Potatoes can be prone, Ibra becomes more persistent to launch his new ability.

Plaque.

"A Uda's. Do not mess in front of children" whispered Safa warned. He tried to get Edzar's hand out which infiltrated behind the satin nightgown he was wearing.

Edzar also complied. But his face was not pleasing to the eye. Safa felt so wrong. Not a father, both equally spoiled. Ever since Ibra, Edzar has been childish. The man's time was often jealous of his own son.

This often happens when the man is on. Like now. Safa knew for sure Edzar's desire was tempestuous to be released. Evidence of his passion was already felt behind Safa's body. As if Edzar deliberately nudged his butt and swiped it occasionally.

"A Uda, be patient, uh. Let Ibra sleep first."

"Next, Ai .." Melas Edzar.

Poor too, anyway. Edzar's face was already sweating. His ears also looked red. Safa believes the man is already at the highest voltage.

Out of pity, Safa finally reached out to the back. Touching Edzar's hardened passion center behind his pants.

Edzar's eyes closed. His mouth half-open enjoying the elusan Safa on his.

"Don't make a sound. It's not good to hear Ibra."

Edzar just nodded. The important thing is that he gets stimulation to ease his immediate needs. Her face was set behind Safa's unraveling hair. Inhaling the intoxicating fresh scent that made her libido even more so.

It was hard for Edzar to hold his mouth silent. He pulled down his trousers, helping Safa pull out the veined stem that had stiffened perfectly.

Edzar's breath was stifled. He looked down, staring at the movement of Safa who was rubbing her naive objects with a seductive caress.

Justjust wonderful. His wife knew best how to make Edzar go crazy.

Squeezing, kneading slowly and occasionally touching his head. Pressing his pee hole slowly until Edzar pounded.

"Ai ..." sighed Edzar rasak.

"Sillet."

"Ibra seems to be sleeping. Move rooms, yuk?" Edzar's voice sounded heavy.

Safa looked at the son who was curled up to them. His body rose and fell with regular breathing.

"Attent."

Safa took off her grip, then leaned over to make sure. Is correct. Ibra was already slumbering with her mouth twitching her thumb. How adorable.

"Move box, A," Safa said.

Spontaneous Edzar justifies the location of his pants first. Then crawled to the middle of the mattress, lifting Ibra's body carefully, then carrying her towards the baby box next to their bed.

"A good sleep, huh? Now it's Papi's turn to be the same mami. Let's fair. You're the same mom all the time. So replace it," said Edzar in a soft voice.

Safa shook her head to watch her husband's ridiculous actions. Edzar leaned over kissing the son's forehead after covering his body with a blanket.

Then take Safa to the next room to continue their pending activities.

............

"Uda's request to move duty to Bandung was granted. Maybe in five months we can stay in a new house. The back garden has been renovated. The pool and the gazebo are also ready. Stay in the water. The plan is Uda will choose koi fish to be the inhabitants of the pond."

"This. The architect sent a photo. What do you think?"

Safa fell silent. His mouth shut did not answer. Edzar looked over with a slightly tense look. "What's wrong? You don't like it, do you?"

Safa looked over. He looked back at Edzar who looked at him anxiously.

Safa lowered her head as Ibra twitched in her lap. The boy seemed to want to come down. Safa carefully laid Ibra on the carpet. The contours of his bulging body instantly moved left and right, trying to turn over.

Safa turned back to Edzar. The man still looked at him. He breathed before opening his voice.

"Actually Safa had been curious about this from the beginning. About that house."

Forehead Edzar. "What are you talking about, Ai? Surely the house is for you."

Safa nodded. "Then, where can Uda design that from?"

Edzar. He did not know why Safa could ask such a question. Where exactly are their conversations.

"A Uda?"

For a moment the mood became quiet. Edzar looked at Safa in the eyes. "Why are you asking like that? Did you suspect that Uda prepared this for someone other than you?"

Safa shakes. "No. Precisely Safa suspects that A Uda has stolen something belonging to Safa."

"What?"

"Design of the house. Similar to the design of the dream house that Safa drew High School time. The overall layout of the room is also exactly like the plan Safa once made."

"Indeed that scribble has been a long time. Safa even forgot where she put it."

"But, Safa remembers exactly how the design and floor plan of the house were."

"Safa's question, how could the house be so similar to the shadow that Safa dreamed of?"

"Where did A Uda get that design?"

"C ..."

"The honest answer. Did Uda take it from Safa?"

"Are you going to be angry if Uda's honest?"

Safa shakes. Edzar also nodded.

"really. Take that design from your room."

Safa's forehead shriveled. "When?"

"In the early days we were dating. Uda had time to go to your room to ask about your desire for backstreet right?"

Safa nodded. "Continue?"

"Suddenly Mother called you because there are guests. You stay there Uda." Edzar scowled a little considering that.

"Because you're old, finally Uda screwdriver fad your room. Not polite, anyway. But Uda was curious about you."

"At that time, Uda accidentally found HVS paper that looks outdated. Tucked in between your collection of ero*tis novels." Edzar chuckles. Safa was embarrassed. Apparently Edzar had known his kegesar long ago.

"Tug it out of curiosity. And it turns out that the contents of the chicken claw image are completely incomprehensible. I didn't mind. Maybe it's one of your scribbles as a baby."

Edzar smiled, mengoel nose of the wife who is now pouting feel humiliated.

"But after more research, Uda knew that it was a picture of a house and its floor plan. And it turns out that behind him is a note."

"I'm only going to marry someone who understands and wants to make me a home like this."

"That's what you wrote. Is Uda right?"

Safa no longer knew what to describe Edzar. Clearly, Edzar is a rare dream man and expected by everyone.

"Uda finally decided to build the house. Uda's design detailed again and a little consultation with the architect. Once the drawings were completely clear and easy to understand, the project was immediately ratified when Uda successfully bought land in Bandung. As you expect. You want to live in a cold region because you're tired of the heat of the Capital."

Edzar's smile. He rubbed the corner of Safa's eyes that began to water. "That's when Uda came to your father in his office. Ask permission to approach and make you Uda's."

"Dad did not immediately give his blessing. But, yeah .. over time your father also fell into Uda's charm. Haha."

Safa sneers. "By giving him expensive things, is that it?"

"Safa knows, yes. It is not just the Hermes fishing rod and bag that Uda bought for Daddy and Mommy. The new villa in Bandung, actually Uda also bought it?" tanya Safa solicits.

Edzar grimaced scratching his nape. "Well, what else did your father ask for."

"Keep if I ask A Uda to jump from the top of the hill, A Uda will also do, right?"

"Yes, Ai. Worth it Uda's fight."

Safa grunts. "At that time A Uda could immediately know the address of his Villa. Uda's own people who bought it."

Edzar smile. He embraced Safa, carrying her in his arms. "Yes, Ai. It's important now that we're together."

Safa threw away her face avoiding Edzar's gaze. His mouth was murmuring indistinctly. "Remain still, A Uda who was secretly like this made Safa a God-level baper."

"Hm? What are you talking about?"

"No. What the hell, ah. Off." Safa squirms in Edzar's arms.

Instead of escaping, Edzar even more tightened his hands on Safa's body.

Just as he was about to steal a kiss, his son's loud shrill scream shocked him to the point that he jumped away. Surprised Safa approached Ibra who was crying hysterically.

"Geez! Sorry Mommy, Baby! Your mother is less attentive to you. Oh, my God, how is this ...?"

"A Uda! Don't get it! This is Ibra Benjol's forehead! Hiks, this is all because of A Uda. Why should Safa talk? Hicks."

"Dad, hey." Edzar was confused because Safa was crying. Ibra's on the floor, but his wife's in pain.

If so, where did Edzar have to deal with? His wife or his son?