Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

200. Take Over

When we finished at the hospital, we went home. I screamed while running towards me. He laughed with great pleasure.

"Mama is finally home!" the boy shouted. He pranced as we started to get inside the house.

"How come, you're why the hell yell all over?" ask Arga to his son.

"How very happy that Mama has come home. There were no friends at home" the boy said.

"Well, is there mbak?" ask her.

"Don't want to, I'll go with Ayu!" said the boy cheerfully. I smiled happily at her words. Here I am needed by him.

I remember Mom, I couldn't see her yesterday.

"Papa, I forgot."

"What?"

"Not yet to see Mom, "I told her.

Arga smile. "Then we will go there in the afternoon, because we want to come? Ask Arga to his son.

"Follow dong!" exclaim the boy.

"Okay, after five o'clock we leave together" said my husband, smiling happily to hear.

***

In the afternoon we went to my mother's house, to convey my intentions and goals that used to bring my mother to live with us. However, I did not think that mother would refuse again, just like when I was with Mas Hilman.

"Why don't you want to stay with us?" ask me to mom. We were in the living room. Arga and Gara were in the backyard, and the little boy said he wanted to see the little chickens.

"Household, why do mothers follow. I'd rather live in this house, be more comfortable here. Not moving around. Tired," said mother.

"Yes will just move there doang, ma'am, if the transfer problem later we take care of. Mother just moved away," I said tenaciously.

Mom shook her head. "No, Yu. Why the hell anyway? Why do you have to go with everything?" ask Mom again.

"I'm worried that I'm alone here, if I come with Ayu, Ayu can monitor the condition of the mother, do not think that Mother is sick and so on," I said again.

Mom just laughed. "You don't be weird. It hurts to think. You want to get sick?" ask Mom again.

"Eh, that's not so, ma'am. It's just Ayu's fear. If you are healthy, you are not papa, if you are sick, then Ayu thought too, Mom. Ayu couldn't take care of Mom."

"That's right, Mom. If your mother pleases then come with us. We'll take good care of Mom there. Mother there will be no friends like here, alone," said Arga who suddenly entered this room. He sat next to me.

"Ah, sorry Son Arga. But I'm comfortable here. I want to enjoy my old age at home. At the house of his father Ayu's relics," said Mother again.

I feel so bad for Mom, so stubborn. My purpose and purpose are good.

"You two stay there who get along well, don't fight much. In that household there must be one who succumbs. Especially you, Yu. Don't be stubborn?" Show Mom to me.

"I'm stubborn what? I don't" I said with annoyance. Mom laughed a little, and so did Arga.

"So how's Mom?" ask Arga again. "Ju was only worried about mom. Here I live alone" said Arga again.

"Mom has no problem living alone. I'm fine, I'm." Mom smiled back. His aged face was clearly visible.

"Are you sure you want to stay alone?" ask Arga again. Mom's shaking her head. I looked at Arga, if I could just take mom home.

"Yes, here it is. If you don't want to come with us. Let me find someone to accompany Mom here" Arga said.

Although it sounds annoying, but the idea is not bad either. Maybe just like I did in the past, asking Sinta to accompany Mom. However, after Sinta graduated from college, she could not do it again. There's one job to do.

"If you agree to it."

My request for Mother to come with us was rejected. I still don't want to come and stay here. I'm disappointed with Mom's decision, too, but who wants to how else can't force her either.

***

We did not go home, because we wanted to sleep with our mother. Be tonight we stay here.

She looks very happy and close to her mother. While watching television, she was on top of mom's lap. They interact very excitedly. I am happy to have both of them like that.

The night was getting late so we were in our rooms. Because I slept with my mother in her room while I was with Arga in my room.

We lay down together, with Arga's hand upon which my head rests.

"Ga, you want to take someone else?' ask me to discuss what was discussed with my mother.

"Yes. I'm going to find a good person who can look after Mom here" she said, stroking my hair. I quietly enjoyed his gentle rubbing.

"If you don't want to, don't be forced. Rather than later he will come with us but there he is also unhappy, how?" ask Arga to me. I thought about it, but still my ego is bigger to bring mom along with us.

"Yes." Yeah." I finally gave up. Than all being bad. If you want to, of course, by itself Mother will also go home.

"Rather than thinking about Mother who does not want to mengderantian think of us" said Arga. I distanced myself a little and looked at him confusedly.

"Eh, what are we?" my many.

"Don't pretend. We ...." The man moved his eyebrows up and down while smiling with a grin.

Ooh, I know what this means!

I smiled, and then hugged her tightly, drew closer to her and grabbed her lips with mine. He smiled happily, opening his mouth as I stuck out my tongue. The sound of the sound came from both of our mouths. The twists and turns of course decide who is the winner.

Not just there. Both of our hands were busy with the others, undressing each other. It feels crazy, crazy. But to be honest, I don't deny that I want to be him.

Without waiting for long, the clothes we were wearing were no longer there, now scattered on the floor. I pushed him and climbed on top of him. Our kisses did not come off at all. Even more twisted and hooked each other. Arga just kept quiet, she just returned my kisses doing nothing else, making me a little disappointed in her. Why didn't he do more?

His hand I took I placed on my d**a, leading him to play around there. The gentle pij*tan he gave me, his fingertips*lin the little tonj*lan that was there. The feeling of heat immediately spread in my body.

"Ah." Escape was already one des*han from my mouth as he pulled this body up and devoured the two toy twins in his hands alternately. Suck, vibe, and play with the tip of his tongue.

I've done a great job with her treatment like that. What a flow that is in this self becomes very excited.

It's his I play with my knee, it's been hard down there. However, she did not let go of me at all, still remaining at home with the springy hanging twins she played like a squishy.

"A, Arga!" Overshipped. He stopped his activities, and there was a smile.

"Call my name," he said. Then choose to feel back my squishy suppleness in his mouth. Like getting sucked in there a lot. I felt one part of me go into his mouth, while the one that left him plays in the palm of his hand.

I can't stand it, I feel something wet down there. It was cruel that he made me limp before playing.

I pulled myself. Can't stand it, making him stare at me in protest for losing his toy.

One hand held his own that was full of veins, looming defiantly against the sky. I gently swab it before putting it in its proper place. Swiping, mem*lin, spoiling him who will soon spoil me in my pleasure pit.

"Ah." Arga's spoiled voice rang out as I did not stop my activities. His heavy and smooth voice made me happy with what I was doing. I lyricized him, closing his eyes with a mouth that held his hiss. With one smooth move, up and down using my hand, I still did not want to let go of the moment where her face was wanting to be like that.

"Well ..." call her in a frustrated tone, I smiled slightly, as she again let out a snake-like voice.

"A, ugh! Honey!" call him, I still don't want to listen to him. Doing my job so well that her eyelids are open and closed alternately.

Grep's!

Arga caught my hand, pulling my body until we stuck together sharing the warmth with each other.

"Don't play around anymore" he said with a gasp of breath. I smiled mischievously. Still not satisfied actually, but pity also if he I played like before.

"I'm not playing around. I'm just trying to be a bad woman to you" I told her. He smiled smirked, resting his body back comfortably.

"Then do it. Be naughty to your husband" said Arga in a resigned manner.