Take Off Yourself

Owe money

Yasmin, feed the food into the mouth. There was not a word, which was spoken.

Hanafi, growing nervous. Better angry, than his wife silent.He suddenly did not appetite, saw the wife just lowered her head. Hanafi, shifting his sitting position and closer to his wife.

"I'm sorry baby, I yelled at you earlier". Hanafi whispers, embracing his wife's waist.

Clear water running down both of his cheeks, Yasmin. "It's okay, my fault. Already angry, unclear". From earlier her chest felt tight, because her husband was silent and wanted to be greeted first. When Hanafi apologized there was a sense of joy in his heart.

Hanafi, smiling sweetly and the sound of sobs Yasmin. "It's okay baby, I like that you're possessive of me. That's because you really love me, not misbehaving". One sweet peck on the cheek, Yasmin.

"I'm sorry, well, my mom. Eee.. Abal-abal, the skincare abal-abal". Lirih Yasmin, her tears were wiped away by her husband.

"It's okay, let's eat together. Here's a bribe mas well, secretly like before. Makes me feel unappetizing and awkward". Hanafi, smiling and feeding a spoonful of food to his wife's mouth.

"Well, I'm not in the mood". Finally, Yasmin started to smile. Thanks, you understand everything.

After eating together, Hanafi had to prepare to leave for work. Although it was hard to leave his wife, who was already pregnant. Fear the wife why-why, hopefully nothing happens.

"Don't be too tired well, remember your condition dear. If anything happens, call me". Hanafi, kissed his wife's lips.

"Mas already, it's late". Yasmin, stop her husband from swaying her body.

"Hehehe..... Almost aja,". Kekehnya Hanafi, it has been 2 days not given rations because the wife was angry.

Yasmin, smile shyly cat. She took her husband forward, and his husband left for work.

From a distance, Aina was already preparing to leave for work. Makes Yasmin's mood, turn sour.

"I will keep my heart and keep my distance, dear. Thou... Assalamualaikum, sweety". At first glance Hanafi, kissed his wife's lips again.

"Bas..!". His frown, he must have seen the neighbors. While Hanafi, chuckles amusedly. Not caring about the gaze of the people around, which is important with his wife only.

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"Well, why did Aina move here? Isn't he a teacher, teaching in the city". Ask Aminah, confused.

"He's not as good as I thought, I have to be careful". Yasmin said, already told me about Aina.

"What a surprise your friend, the rich man approached Hanafi". Sahut lestari, the furious. "I once hit a woman, who was always chasing your brother. We almost broke up, until we misunderstood".

"Why don't you tell me about mom? Let me, teach your husband". Said Aminah, surprised to hear it.

"eeee.... Lestari, it's the wrong mom. Rizky, don't know anything. They're just doang's coworkers,". Lestari, patted her forehead for the sophistication.

"Related, misunderstood the kiss? Or Rizky, asking you to dodge a word to mom. Or maybe, Rizky's been threatened". Ms. Aminah, she's suspicious.

"So ma'am, I just misunderstood. His name is also jealous, but Rizky explains everything and our relationship is fine". Saying lestari, explaining it.

"Oh, if there's Rizky playing another woman. Say the same mother, let's face it all out with his father". Assertive Aminah ma'am, definitely defending his daughter-in-law.

"Yes,bu. Must've said, kok". His coolness was sustainable, making Yasmin giggle with laughter.

"Cathisshhh...Laughing, I'm a sophistication".

"Well, no, Dad, why?". Yasmin asked, picking up a piece of cake her mother made.

"Fear of your brother, in the anger later. fitting home from work, so kasian right. Home from work even get scolding from mother, not to mention from father". Said Lestari, feeling uncomfortable with her husband.

"That's it, papa ma'am". Yasmin's nagging, enjoying the cake and plucking again. "Hmmm... It's delicious, the cake". Mumbled.

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Ceklek....

Hanafi, get out of the study room and want to have lunch. Make Aina, smile and follow from behind.

"Hanafi, I want to talk to you about something". Aina said, sitting next to Hanafi. When I finished ordering the food, I waited.

"Not polite, should have called mr. kades". Said one of the people there, is work in the village head office.

Aina, smiled slightly and glanced towards that person. "Sorry, sir, can I borrow money". He said again, looking at Hanafi's face.

"i have no money, my wife holds it all". Hanafi replied, without looking at Aina.

"Guman mr. kades, who was able to help me. Money to pay my mother's debts, sir. Only 10 million more, every paycheck I pay. No, nagging little by little. Masa pak kades tega, see his friend on someone else's bill. Pliss... Yasmin, how would you lend me money". Aina, squeezing the edge of her shirt. It was Yasmin, until she held all her husband's money.

"You need to pay me money, tell my wife that I have no rights,". Firmly Hanafi, the tip of his eyes glanced sharply at Aina.

"Can mr. kades, help to talk about this to Yasmin?". Pinta Aina, of course Yasmin insisted on not allowing it.

"I don't promise,". Hanafi answered, eat the food that has come.

Aina, let out a heavy breath. Hanafi nature, completely different and cold. "Well, I'm going somewhere else,". Sung it up and left Hanafi who did not care.

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"Uughh....". Yasmin, slashing felt her bottom in someone's booth. Because Yasmin, fell asleep in the living room. "Bas..!". She was surprised to see her husband, smiling.

"Loh, why wake up baby? Go to sleep, enjoy the good sensations". Bisik Hanafi, he likes to disturb his wife who is asleep.

"Sorry, I overslept. Didn't know he was home, apparently,". Yasmin's naughtiness, justifying her clothes.

"Don't be in benarin, baby, really want to. It's been two days without rations,". Hanafi whispers, with his hoarse voice. Smells the whole neck and goes down.

"Aaaahhh.... Sshhhtt...Mass...!". Fucking Yasmin, enjoying her husband's game.

After being content to play with his wife's body, Hanafi took off all his clothes and sat down on the sofa. "Come on, sit here". Asking his wife to sit on his lap, the blunt, veined object was already tense.

Glekk....

Yasmin, slowly approached her innocent husband. Hanafi, lead hers to go inside. It's easy because Yasmin, wet and out.

"Vaaahh....". Des-ah Yasmin, after her husband's possession entered perfectly. His head looked up. In order for her husband, to kiss the neck and others.

"Baaahh...Ahhh... Ughhh...". Han-Village Yasmin, when Hanafi began to rise down his wife's hip.

Sweat soaked their bodies both, in broad daylight even exercise. The sound of the village-han was mutual, the game was getting hotter.

"Oohhhh.....". Des-ah Hanafi, ejecting hot lava behind Yasmin's body. Because his wife was in a waiting position, there was a small smile on the corner of Hanafi's lips.

Yasmin, already exhausted and tired to regulate her breathing. His body was lifted up by Hanafi, bringing him into the room.

After completion, Hanafi cleaned the living room and cleaned up the remnants of their liquid earlier. Letting his wife rest, out of exhaustion.

Intention to take a towel into the room, see Yasmin's body open looks smooth thighs. Instantly standing by Hanafi, there was a smrik smile. Definitely want some more, to fuck Joni.