The Beloved of the Heir

197. Haven't you?

A month has passed, now the birth age of Israel is growing even though it is still with a flat stomach. However, Erlangga continues to take good care of him. Every night the fetus in the stomach of the wife was spoken to by him, not a single night he forgot a kiss before going to bed.

"Don't be naughty yeah, in Mommy's belly. So the cool kid, unfortunately, Daddy! Emmuuacchhh!" Erlangga stroked his wife's flat stomach while they were in the room.

"Okay, Daddy!" sahut Grael imitated the voice of a child.

Erlangga smiled to see Israel who kept stroking her head as she interacted with the child in the smooth white stomach, their eyes continued to throw the same glare at each other as their faces slowly drew closer to Israel when they wanted to kiss the blushing lips. Until a knock on the door was heard in their ears.

They laughed together when the action was interrupted, Erlangga also opened the door to the room to see if Evelynn brought a milk drink pregnant women for the wife of the heir.

"Thank you, Bik!" Erlangga took the tray from Evelyn's hand, then closed the door.

"Honey, drink the milk first!" erlangga said to his wife. The sturdy hand helped Israel to sit down and give her a glass of milk.

Erlangga saw from the front of Israel who was crouching when his wife drank milk, how sweet it was when every sip drunk by a mother-to-be who was pregnant with her child.

Israel, who realized that, immediately offered the husband milk, because he knew that Erlangga also wanted the milk. It is clear that Erlangga swallowed his saliva with jakun up and down when he drank milk.

"Then does it feel different?" ask Israel who showed me the milk with half a glass left.

"How different?" Erlangga frowned.

"Please! Try rasain!" said Israel when giving a glass to Erlangga so that her husband would try it. "Where? Different right?"

"Nothing is different!" Erlangga frowned and tasted it once again. "Don't kid!"

"Nake?" tanya Grael who was nod by Erlangga. "Yes, if it's for a sister! It seems like my tongue is not good!"

"Do you want me to make it taste different?" ask Erlangga.

"No need! I just want to be hugged by you!" Grael took out his hand to get a hug from the husband.

Of course Erlangga immediately returned the embrace of the wife, after downing the milk drink Israel.

"Gerah, Yank! You're not hot? I'll open it, let's not get mad!" erlangga said when they had hugged on the bed.

"Ih, Brother .. I'm cold!" grael subtly refused.

"There's no blanket, Yank! Open, yes .. please!" persuade Erlangga to his wife.His nose continues to play the ears of Israel in order to provide a tremendous stimulating effect.

"You're mode ih ... Sis!" yelled Grael as Erlangga kissed him first. "Agod, Brother! Amenities ...."

"Sorry, Yank .. kangen want to take a bite!" said Erlangga who had put on his ignorant smile.

"What the hell, Brother Erlangga, it was this morning already!" Grael pushed Erlangga's face away from continuing to kiss her lips.

"Still missing, Ayank!" Erlangga immediately held his wife's hands and then kissed her forehead.

Slowly but surely Israel was lulled by what was given by Erlangga, kiss after kiss he continued to feel so sweet and soft, every touch was warm and comfortable.

Erlangga continues to provide stimulation to the stomach of the wife to make Israel also carried away by the current, the hand never stops giving a sense of warmth that flows in every touch. Until his wife always let out a voice that actually made him continue to do more.

"Sister!" Grael squeezed Erlangga's fingers firmly without him knowing.

"I'm not going to, El!" Erlangga kissed the wife's neck when what was her main purpose was channeled, after twenty minutes had lasted.

The roar of breath that indicates that the sport at night with the wife is very tiring, Erlangga looked at his wife's eyes full of clinging he looked carefully and then kissed the red lips.

"Thank you, honey!" said Erlangga who swiped his nose towards the nose of Israel. "I love you!"

Erlangga immediately shifted his position beside Israel after saying a word of affection to his wife, his hand pulled a small body that was still innocent to enter his arms.

The sturdy hand did not forget to give a soft greeting to the wife's head, saying, "Have you come out yet?"

"Or akh! Wear tanya!" grael replied with annoyance. He turned his back on Erlangga's body as fast as lightning.

Erlangga was immediately stunned to hear and see his wife's behavior, his eyes perfectly round while blinking his eyes many times.

"Oh, haven't?" Erlangga immediately shifted his position to see the face of the wife who turned her back. "Yank seriously, not out yet?"

"Auu aakkh!" Grael fended off Erlangga's hand holding his shoulder by moving quickly.

"Yes yoo again!" take Erlangga who held back her laughter.

"You are not in the mood!" Israel pulled the blanket as she sulked. "Awas, uh ... Brother Erlangga I'm sleepy!"

"Ayank don't be angry!" persuade Erlangga who kissed the wife's neck. "One more time, Yank!"

"Iiihh, if you want to continue it is also different taste!" Grael pressed his lips forward as he sulked like a child.

"Sorry, Yank .. tomorrow - wait for you first!" Erlangga pulled Israel's hand into his arms.

"No tomorrow" said Israel, who played her fingers over the chest of the husband's field.

"Continue?" asked Erlangga who glanced towards Israel.

"You now!" Grael looked up while putting on his face.

Erlangga just laughed, because the attitude of his wife is easily changed. He also realized the hormonal changes experienced by Israel, he patiently complied with the request of the wife.

Erlangga pulled out his blanket to cover their bodies and then continued the second round, filled with arrows and dusty air when the wife who had the full name of Grael Arabella was really aggressive to achieve his wishes.

***

"The number you are going to is not active, please try bebe—"

The voice of the operator was immediately turned off by Emira when she called the number of the husband who turned out to be inactive, she was so upset when she saw the clock was late at night but Rangga had not yet returned home.

Emira has tripled her husband's work since her marriage, becoming upset with her father-in-law for not allowing Rangga time for her.

Many times Emira, contact Rangga but still no authorization at all from the owner of the phone number. He had also contacted Rangga's assistant but there was no reply at all from across the phone.

"God! Kesel ihhh .. beware when you get home!" Emira squeezed the grilled corn she made herself, then bit it tightly.

To be continued...