Sharing Love: Sharing a Husband

Chapter 73

Randy did not take his hand off his wife's waist, until Zia felt a bit of distress as he walked. His sum was like a stamp, he did not want to escape after knowing his wife was finished from his menstruation.

"Mas, I'm having a hard time moving on," Zia protested at her husband who kept on sticking like a caterpillar.

"Mas won't let go" randy cheered.

"But it's still daytime, it's not good for kids to see" Zia explained.

"The kids were playing in the back garden" Randy said.

Zia could no longer do anything, she resigned this time. They're like lovers who haven't seen each other in a long time, Randy spoiled. The man was laying his body on the sofa, his wife's thigh he made as his pillow.

Sometimes Zia rubbed her husband's hair gently.

"Darling, I didn't think we could go back like this. I didn't expect to fall in love with you either." Randy said while drawing an abstract on his wife's stomach. His hand was instantly captured by Zia, as the woman was amused.

"Geli, Mas," said Zia.

"But I like it." Randy's hands crept everywhere. Tracing the curves of his wife's body, his hand went into his wife's shirt.

"Shame, Mas. Afraid that anyone will see" Zia protested.

"Moving then, yuk?" take Randy. The man can no longer hold it, for several years he did not get the touch of a woman. The man was like a hot worm.

"But the kids," said Zia.

"Aunti will be home soon. We're not playing for long." Randy just cradled the body of his wife style bridel style.

"But it's tonight?" asked Zia who was in her husband's arms.

"Night is night, it's different. Now for now." Randy speeds up his steps into the room, hunting for time for fear of the children looking for him.

Upon arriving in the room, he immediately put his wife's body on the bed. After that, he did not forget to lock the door.

Randy's face was very visible, not lingering again he immediately undressed the clothes he was wearing. Then overstretched the body of his wife who was lying first. Playing the nose of his wife who is sharp, he immediately pinched her.

"It hurts, Mom." Zia paused while rubbing her flushed nose.

"The sound is gnarly." Randy treats his wife's nose with a kiss. Looking at her is full of love.

Zia put her hands around her husband's neck. Then, Randy landed a kiss on the forehead. Moved to the others, until Zia moaned. The hand that had started to surf behind his wife's bra. Randy plays on his twin mountain.

Zia felt something, until she grabbed her husband's hair. Randy stopped his activities for a moment, he opened the hijab worn by his wife. The long black hair was very beautiful.

Randy breathed in the scent, he was drunk on the fragrance of the hair. Why was he blinded by his wife's beauty? He's so stupid, dumping a wife as beautiful as Zia.

"I'm sorry, huh? It used to waste you."

"Nusus ..." Zia placed her index finger on her husband's lips while shaking her head. "Let it pass, let's arrange everything from the beginning. This is our time now." Zia hugged her husband.

Likewise with Randy, he was no less great to return his wife's hug. After that, they started their activities. There was no warming up because they were in a hurry, you can imagine what style they were doing now.

They were afraid that their two children were looking for him.

"Maos ..." Zia felt something down there. She pulled her husband's hair.

Randy continued to race like he was riding a horse. A few minutes later, the two of them reached their peak. Although they are being chased by time, they still enjoy the time. Both have not had a touch for a long time.

"Did you enjoy it?" ask Randy whose position is still above his wife's body.

Embarrassed, Zia nodded.

Randy smiled getting a nod from his wife.

"Later tonight will be better than this" whispered Randy.

Afraid of her children, Zia told her husband to leave her body.

"Mas, take a quick shower. The children will come" Zia said.

Polosnya, Zia assented. Randy himself grinned, his wife did not know, but it was the mode. Of course Randy will not waste the opportunity.

Upon arriving in the bathroom, Zia seemed surprised by what her husband was doing. He was placed in a sitting closet. Without warning, the man attacked his wife again. Because it was delicious, Zia also served him.

They go back to making love in there, after it's finished they just shower together. Fortunately they didn't play long in there, just now Zia came out of the bathroom. Zidan.

"Ma, Mama ...," call Zidan.

"Zidan, Mas," said Zia.

"Let Mas meet him, you just put on your clothes and dry your hair." Randy quickly put on his shirt and immediately combed his hair. After that, he went out to see his son.

"Mama, where?" zidan asked after he saw his papa coming out of the room.

"It's inside, why is it?"

Instead of answering, Zidan asked him a question.

"Papa's hair is wet, Papa's bathing?"

"Yes, Papa's hot enough to take a shower" elak Randy.

"Oh ..." Zidan believes that. "I want to see Mama."

Zia must not be done wearing clothes, I have to prevent Zidan. Later he even thought that no-no because both of his hair was wet.

"Mom's taking a nap, don't bother him. Where's your brother with you, Papa? Let's go see your brother." Randy holds his son.

"I want ice cream, Pa," pinta Zidan.

"Yes, Papa get it." Randy, who usually does not allow Zidan to eat ice cream, this time he obeyed rather than having questions that were difficult to answer from his son.

"Serious papa? Won't scold me, will you?" ask Zidan.

"Yes, Papa promised. For this time Papa's allowed you, but not much."

Because Zidan has an ice allergy, if many he can immediately fever.

"Yes, Pa. Thank you." Thank you." Zidan kissed his papa cheek.

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Zia who was drying her hair with a hairdryer, after which she put her hijab back on. Then he found his son who had been looking for him.

"Oh my goodness, my. Why let Zidan eat ice?" ask Zia.

"From that ..."

"That's what?"

"Ah, stop. Don't eat much ice either."

Zia just shook her head, then took the ice cream that Zidan was eating.

"Darling, have you eaten the ice? Mama doesn't want you to get the flu."

"But, Ma," Zidan protested.

"Nothing buts but, for now enough, huh?"

Zidan resigned, and could not do anything. While the little Zia continued to eat the ice cream. Little boy who can't be banned, Zidan ate his brother's ice. Without the knowledge of her mother.

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