The Beloved of the Heir

86. Painting

“Steven?” asked Rangga coldly and got a nod and answer from Emira who was so happy.

Rangga laughed out loud when he heard the words from Emira, and made the blond girl stunned because she was confused by the attitude of Rangga who suddenly laughed.

“Why?” asked Emira who was astonished by Rangga's attitude.

“Why? Listen yes, the saying goes, while the yellow janur has not curved there is still a chance for someone else to corner! Let alone fiancee. Even people who already have married status can disband because of the third party!” rangga said firmly looking at the look in Emira's eyes.

Emira was silent for a moment to catch the meaning of Rangga's words, as if giving a signal that Rangga would snatch himself from Steven's hands.

It was very difficult for Emira to swallow her saliva, because the distance of Rangga's face was very close, she caught that the man who became her upperclassman was not messing with her words.

“Aakh, aww!” moaning Emira lied to break her awkwardness. He held a wound to his knee and managed to avert Rangga's gaze.

“Wait a minute, we stop by the pharmacy!” Rangga immediately returned to drive his car.

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The atmosphere in the afternoon was so bright, when Israel was in the garden pavilion owned by Erlangga. This day the husband accompanied, pampered and comforted him, either because Erlangga wanted a child from him or because it was a form of guilt.

“Come in, I'll show you something!” Erlangga took his wife's hand and invited her to look at the contents of his pavilion.

The place was so spacious, the building was different from the pavilion Rangga had entered. So modern and very in accordance with the character of Erlangga.

Erlangga continued to pay attention to the look of the wife's face when entering the pavilion, her slow steps and eyes that traced each building design and layout of goods, making Erlangga smile.

There are not many display items like Rangga's, only most award trophies are always brought home by handsome and famous actors who are now her husband.

“Can I ask?” Erlangga hugged his wife from behind as Israel saw a large cupboard with a glass door showing so many trophies.

“What?” sahut Grael, his hand tried to open the door of the closet.

“Since when did you idolize your husband?” Erlangga helped open the door with his fingerprints.

“Since ... I saw you, won the category of loving artist!” Grael took the prize of the husband who was Erlangga's first trophy in the form of love for the poor, fellow, orphaned children and the environment.

“Oh, yes? If so ... this cup is for you!” Erlangga hugged the wife's slender waist and then kissed her cheek when Israel managed to hold the trophy.

Grael laughed and then put the cup back, he turned his body and saw various paintings.

“Do you like to paint?” ask Grael who looks at Erlangga.

“Very, very like to paint, let alone paint here!” Erlangga landed his face on the chest of the wife.

“Ah ... pervert!” Grael was surprised by the small bite given by Erlangga.

“You who always make me continue to pervert when near you,” said Erlangga who kissed the cheek of the wife with affection and then said, “BIRU!”

Erlangga pulled the wife's hand after telling her to close her eyes, then led her upstairs to surprise Israel.

“Open your eyes!” pinta Erlangga when they reached the upper room.

In words, Israel took out a clear circle from the corner of his eye, amazed to see what was before him, a painting as big as a wall that was so beautiful and very classy.

“Surpise!” Erlangga stretched out his hands showing the almighty results of his own work.

“Yes God, Brother? This?” Grael shut his mouth in shock at the husband's surprise.

“For you! Do you like it?” asked Erlangga who was smiling.

Grael ran to embrace Erlangga and kissed her husband's lips, he did not expect that if Erlangga made it himself, his heart was touched so happy that he did not say a single word.

“This is not free,” whispered Erlangga gently in the ears of Israel.

“So, I'm still a hitch!” subtly reject Israel when Erlangga wants to kiss her lips.

“Do not try to trick me!” Erlangga immediately undressed Israel, because he knew the wife had finished her obstacle period.

“Son, I'm still sick! You will catch it!” Grael smiled as he closed his two breasts in shame.

“Don't try to reject me, I can't stand it!” Erlangga.

“Hah? Ahhh ... Brother Erlangga!” Grael laughed in his laughter as Erlangga directly lifted his body and carried him into the pavilion room.

Grael laughed so happy, his eyes returned the gaze of the husband who also looked back at himself while unbuttoning the clothes he was wearing one by one, the sixpack stomach of Erlangga was so tempting in the eyes of Israel.

Slowly Erlangga approached the wife with a movement that crawled over the body of Israel and then kissed the sweet lips while pulling a blanket to cover their bodies are now both plain.

Heat struggle ensued when the voices of the two lovebirds to earth filled the void in the room, the cold cooling machine in the room was also unable to cool the romance that was knitting in the warmth behind the blanket.

Until at its peak, they release each other a flow that is so syahdu makes them soar to enjoy the pleasure of heaven that they create.

“Kak,” call Israel while they are still wrapped in blankets after completing their respective desires.

“Hmm?” sahut Erlangga when his hand plays the hair of the wife.

“Sorry, if until now, I have not given anything to Brother Erlangga!” Grael changed his position to see the husband's face drooping.

“Stupid! You have given me something I am so grateful for!” Erlangga looked at the wife while pinched Israel's cheek with anxiety.

“Hah, what?” Grael put on his innocent face because he still did not understand the words of the husband.

“Already, enough I know ... small children should not know!” Erlangga closed his eyes after saying a word that made the wife even more confused.

“If it's a small child, why in anu mulu?” ask Grael who is pushing the tip of his lips.

“Anu what?” Erlangga directly stuck his head with his palm.

“Yes, Pokonya Anu, yes Anu!” Grael repeated his words in annoyance.

Erlangga laughed at the babble from the wife who was again piety, he also tickled the stomach of Israel to issue a swear word for himself.

“Ihh ... Brother, uh! Pedooopil!” Grael laughed as he continued to give a swear word to the husband who continued to tickle him.

“Pedoopil?” Erlangga frowned.

“Dah, only small children know, Om, Om, it is forbidden to know!” reply Israel who laughed so happily.

"Oh, so I'm Om, Om? Da? Huh!" Erlangga continued to tickle his wife until she was satisfied, so happy she saw Israel smiling and laughing because of her actions.

To be continued ...

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