Stay with me, Ken!

Once Again

"I'm sorry if it has to be like this. You can't stay here, Maria's home tomorrow" Baron gently rubbed Nora's back. Tonight, they spend time together. Give each other lovingly.

"Yes, Bang. I-i understand. Long before deciding to accept Barent's offer at that time, I was ready with conditions like this," Nora said calmly. She stared gently at the face of her husband, the man who had married her in a betelike manner and lived together in this house for the past nine years.

Nora plays the son of the husband's hair and unceasingly develops a smile. He felt lucky to be reunited with a man who had treated him with tenderness and care.

"I've asked Brent to prepare a place to stay for you. You also still get my monthly money," explained Baron again.

"Yes, thank you" he said slowly. As the two remained silent, Baron stroked his wife's innocent body and glued it together. He gently kissed the woman's soft lips.

"I will miss you so much" Baron's voice sounded so raucous. There was clearly a deep sadness on his face, his sharp eyes were getting wet, and tears were floating in the lake.

"We can still meet, right?" asked Nora who was not less restraining haru.

"I will visit you as often as possible" said the Baron. A gentle kiss landed on the woman's lips.

"It would be very boring if I just spent my time at home with nothing I could do" Nora complained.

"I won't let you go back to the club',"

"I know. What if I open a boutique?" tanyanya doubt. Although it was impossible for the request to be granted, Nora tried it anyway.

The baron swept across the face of the woman who was staring at him. He looked her in the eye before giving an answer to the woman's question.

"I'm going to find a strategic place for you," finally the permit came out as soon as he saw that eye very expectantly. Baron knows, this woman will be very lonely if there is no activity that can do as long as there is no her.

"What if my boutique and my house are one. So I don't have to leave the house every day,"

"I'm looking for you" he said again.

"Thank you, you're so good to me" Nora said. He closed his arms.

"I'm your husband, it's my duty to be responsible to you,"

"Thank you" said Nora again. He could say nothing but his tears.

"Have it, don't be like that. I couldn't see any tears" Baron wiped the tears that had started to run down his wife's cheeks.

"You remind me of someone" she whispered slowly.

"Mother of your son?" search Nora. Although he does not like to be equated with other women, but he quite understands. The baron had more attention to him because he had a similar nature to the first wife. Soft and attentive.

"Yes,"

"Are you separated?"

"No, where could I leave him. He's the one who chose to go with another man for no reason,"

"Have you found out about his whereabouts?"

"Mary did it all. From the moment she left this house, Mary sought her to the city of her birth. Apparently she wasn't there, the last time I got a photo post from someone explaining how happy her life was with the man who took her away,"

"I'm concerned, but can anyone testify that they have a special relationship. It could be that they were just friends or co-workers," there was doubt in Nora's heart, it could be all this fabrication of Maria and her son. Nine years of living one roof with Barent, Nora became more understanding. The mother and son were so eager to master her husband's business and wealth.

"Those who leave me will never be called to come back" he said firmly. There was a disappointed and sorrowful tone from that voice.

The baron reached for his wife's waist, now there was no distance between them. The blanket that covered the bodies of the two had also barely dated by itself.

"Hem ..," Guman Nora accompanied by a seductive smile.

"One more time," whispered the man right in Nora's ear. His body squirmed for a moment to make a movement that was enough to burn the sparkle of the husband who had begun to burn.

"It's getting late, I'm afraid your illness is coming back" elak Nora cautiously. The condition of her husband who was not young anymore, not to mention some diseases that gnawed at her made Nora inexhaustible. Between biological needs and health conditions are very different. Nora became the head bobble she made. The baron did not heed his wife's words.

"For a long time the Baron played on the woman's lips, stroking her slowly and occasionally biting her gently. Smoke it with warmth. Nora was so pampered, she closed her eyes enjoying every soft touch she received.

"Ah..," Nora squirms spoiled.

"Why?" ask Baron. He stopped the kiss.

"Geli, no shaving anyway!" said spoiled. Her hands were on her husband's shoulders. While his chin he swiped over the man's lips. Areas that have begun to be overgrown with fine hairs because of late shaving.

"Inadvertently, a gift for you" said the Baron, who had a gentle kiss on the woman's lips. For a while later, they continued the game around the lips.

"Duh, like a new delivery. I don't want the age of aki-aki," Nora muttered in the day. She chuckles to herself when she sees her husband like this. Due to biological demands, his soul is like a man in his 30s again.

Although their age is adrift to 20 years, but Baron can compensate for his wife's game. At age who had stepped on the head of five, he did suffer from a serious illness but did not become a barrier for him to worship with his wife.

Satisfied toying with his lips, now the hand overgrown with a lot of fine feathers had already slipped into the blanket that still covered the stomach of Nora down.

"Bang...," cried Nora who could not survive anymore.

"Ah.....," his sigh further sparked the spirit of the Baron to do more than that. They are not aware, if the sighs are heard from outside the room. Not because the sound is loud but because the atmosphere of the house is so quiet.

The clock has shown at 24:30 WIB. The atmosphere of the house is also so quiet and the air is getting colder because Jakarta has just been in the rain. Barent just came, tonight he came home early because he wanted to talk to his father, his mother who will come tomorrow.

As soon as he was about to knock on the door of the Father's room, the hand became stiff instantly. He broke his intention. Now he put his ears well, in order to be sure what is going on in there.

"Damn it, the old baskets of perverted-brained Bangka, it's as old as it's still lust ga kelulungan," said Barent so furious.

"Pinter is a girl. He could have made the bangke smell the ground bend his knees the same way he did," he grumbled again in an increasingly furious tone.

As his mood grew hotter, Brent left the place. He abandoned his intention to meet his father.

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