The Angel of Gus

The Angel of Gus
Burn calories



The harmony of the Bul² household as well as its two children is a joy in itself for those who see it.


The romanticization of the husband is always Bul² wants when his heart is tired and tired of all the business he does.


Complete is the happiness of Kyai Zaki's descendants and Herman's father.


The same thing will be felt by Aqila who is pregnant with it.


"Sir, I can't wait to see our son" said Iqbal, stroking his wife's distended stomach.


"Yes, I think he'll look like you, will I ?"


"Combination dong babe. It's not fair if you only look like you or Mas, it's also for him together."


"What the hell are you Mas, do not have to use the explanation as well !"


"Mas want to take a look, can you ?" Iqbal said expectantly with his question.


Qila immediately distanced her body from the husband. Not wanting to refuse, but the fatigue he felt in his pregnancy that began to enlarge was quite often he felt.


"Wouldn't you ?" Say Iqbal again gloomily.


"Adek easily tired Mas, your cooperation is not enough half an hour," Grumpy Kila as he cut his lips.


"The sauce is good to make a deck, how to try ?"


"Try, his lust is reduced ! Your bird also has to be caged so it doesn't come off." Oceh Kila stood up from his seat.


Iqbal only chuckled by rubbing the nape of his neck.


"Did you refuse a husband ?"


"Mas also has the heart to torture his wife," replied Kila did not want to lose.


Iqbal frowned, then stood up to his wife who was standing near the window.


He hugged her from behind with his hands taped to her deformed stomach.


"Not torture dear, but bathin needs. And the wife must not refuse the need of the husband's bathin," he explained with a chin that he attached to his wife's shoulder.


"But Adek___"


"Stttt......" Iqbal stopped his wife's sentence and twisted Qila's body to face each other.


He held the chin and....


Cup.....


"Let's burn calories by wrestling in bed !" Iqbal kept kekeh invites his wife to play the horses hahahhaha.


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Iqbal was forced to open all the threads covering Kila's body without caring about his wife's words.


"Shut up, the henchman, and feel !" Said Iqbal which turned out to make Kila limp helpless.


After playing the horse, Iqbal came out of the room with neat clothes and wet hair.


"Where's Bal ?" Farhan asked who suddenly emerged from his semen.


"Eh, that's Well.emmm Kila's sleeping. Yes he is sleeping" Iqbal said nervously.


"What are you doing ?" Farhan asked like a journalist who wanted to know a case.


' Well how this is, the story period will then run out bravely' Gumam Iqbal in heart.


Farhan was actually very understanding of what his son and daughter-in-law had done. Because he had also experienced how to hold something tight in a sheath when the wife did not want to put it to sleep.


"No need to be so stiff ! Yahbi has experienced it" said Farhan while occupying himself in the chair by sipping his coffee.


"Hehhe, yes Well."


"Have a shower at this hour ? Kok tumben," Turn Iqbal this time who asked with his father-in-law.


"Related to not know ?" Farhan asked back.


Iqbal who did not understand immediately shook his head quickly.


"Just like you !" The answer is short meaningfully.


Iqbal gawked in disbelief at what his father-in-law said.


'Hebatttttttt, my father-in-law often burns calories in bed. How long does Mibu last ? I have to study with Yahbi !' Iqbal muttered with a slightly gaping mouth staring in disbelief.


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