She's Maduku

Abiyu Kisya part 35

Kisya sat himself on Abiyu's lap, both of his hands rubbed Abiyu's shoulders very gently, descending down his chest that plane, then back up to the neck, then back up, abiyu enjoyed every touch of her smooth hand.

"Yank.. I'm starting to cramp.." Sluggishly.

Kisya just smiled hearing that. "Wait."

Her tiny body was still wrapped neatly in the dress that Abiyu bought just before they went to the romantic Restaurant. Kisya stood her back to Abiyu, asking her to take down the short circuit that was behind her back. The smooth white skin was clearly visible before the eyes, making Abiyu gulp his saliva roughly.

Removing all the wrappers that blocked the beautiful scenery in front of the eyes, now the body looks plain without a thread.

"Abi.." Kisya groaned as Abiyu's hand was in her sensitive area. While Abiyu continued down the plain body with a very look.

"Hold hold dear." Abiyu laid his wife's tiny body on the bed, their eyes locked together, staring at the innocent body under her cage, the body that had always been her candle. "Ready fight?"

"Who's afraid..?"

For how many rounds, Kisya lay limp beside Abiyu with a sigh still hunting. "Enough Abiy.. I'm tired.."

Abiyu kissed her forehead, wrapped their bodies in a thick blanket, and with sweat still pouring, Abiyu wiped the sweat with her palms.

"Sleep, you've worked hard." Being in Abiyu's arms made Kisya feel very comfortable, and finally they fell asleep very sound, until the sound of birds singing melodious from one of their phones.

They woke up with cheerful faces beaming, refreshed, as depleted in a seven-day massage seven nights, even fragrant their bodies were refreshing.

Long nights they could feel whenever they wanted, but this time a very different night, Abiyu gave the gift of a car to the wife, and Kisya gave a gift in the form of a Pill that he deliberately threw into the trash can in front of Abiyu. "I'm ready to get pregnant again Biy.." Said last night.

Kisya's readiness to conceive again, is a happiness for Abiyu who has long wanted a sister for Kayla. "Thank you for my love."

Arriving at the Shafiah apartment, it appeared that some people were enjoying a cup of tea on the balcony, not just tea, Zahfran's coffee was next to him, Adlan's cup of milk was in front of him, and Fatih's glass of water was within his grasp.

"Assynthetaste.." Say hello to Abiyu as she approached them. Abiyu saluted everyone who was there, then sat down next to his father.

"So soon it looks like it." Said the father teasing his son who had just returned home through a very long night. Abiyu smiled as she scratched the nape of her neck that was not itchy.

"Dad can do it."

Guyonan is not only for Abiyu, Kisya comes with a special cup of milk fitness men into their woof as well. His face was red in color, they increasingly became tempting to Kisya.

"She iih.." Kisya passed again to the kitchen, because there was where the women gathered, and what else did it do if not cooking.

Abiyu had just sipped her drink, put the glass on the table, then went to see Kayla in her room, but there was nothing there. "Kayla sleeps where bun?" Shouted Abiyu from upstairs.

"In Kiran's room." Answer Shafiah from the kitchen, which is also visible from upstairs.

"Kayla's in your room right Ran?" Shafiah asked Kiran again to make sure.

"Yes, madam." Respond politely.

"Co in your room?" This time Kisya asked.

"Kayla couldn't sleep all night, like she was forced to go home to play."

"Maybe last night he wasn't satisfied with Sya." Saut Azky who also joined there.

"I'm sorry, I'm talking about you guys?" He said a little bad.

"Nothing dear, there's no hassles." Saut Shafiah while gently rubbing her shoulders.

Abiyu walked past them, towards Kiran's room. "Abi.." Kisya's voice stopped her steps.

"Why yank?"

"Beautiful princess.it's noon looh.ko hasn't woken up yet." Kisya rubbed her soft chewy cheeks and kissed Kayla on the forehead, until the owner wriggled with a smile as Kisya's face was in front of her eyes.

"Mother.."

"Wake up yuk.."

"Makeouthed.."

"Looh noon.."

Kayla was still reluctant to get up, feeling lazy, she kept lying down, even as Kisya was about to carry her refused.

"Do you want to take a bath?"

Kayla shook her head.

"Teruus..want to shower with whom?"

"I'm gonna take a shower myself."

"Could that?"

"Can.." Kayla got up, and got straight out of bed.

"Be careful, son, the road will stagger."

"No mother." And yes, so clever Kayla went straight into the bathroom, and refused the mother when offered to bathe her.

Kisya again sat down on the nightstand next to her, seeing that there was a beautiful picture book, box-shaped, measuring about six inches above the nightstand.

There are scribbles on the front page, even up to the third page, and to the fourth. "This must be Kayla." Kisya shook her head while smiling. "City.kay.. Which books are this beautiful?"

Continue to the next page. There is handwriting using deep black ink, which is etched beautifully.

"Dear Abiyu."

The writing instantly made Kisya's heart suddenly stop beating. It was as if blood flow was blocked, making his face turn pale. "What'sthis? Is this Kayla's handwriting? this good?"

"Kira..."

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