The Cost of Trust

The Part 128

At two o'clock, Diaz woke up. She didn't ask for my ass last night. I grabbed Diaz who was in the box. Lying it between me and Aziz.

Mas Aziz realized that there was a child in the middle of our bed. He kind of rewinded his body back to make Diaz a little freer.

With his typical sound of waking up, Aziz greeted us.

"Unfortunately I woke up?", asked Aziz, opening his eyes slightly.

Diaz let go of his suction, then turned to face his father. He grabbed the face of his father who was collecting his life, and his strength. I've noticed them both.

Diaz's adorable voice makes Aziz's mas widen his eyes even more.

"Diaz.this is not yet dawn. Want to play???", asked Aziz again. I leaned back on the head of the bed.

"Darling ...!", Diaz further overwhelmed Aziz. This almost six-month-old boy managed to wake his father up. The two of them were joking as if I wasn't here.

I am grateful that Aziz can change as he is now. If I had said back then that I had completely parted with her, Diaz would not have gotten this happiness. Diaz will be just as lucky as I am. Lack of affection.

Tired of playing with her father, Diaz rolled her body at me. Tugging at my shirt, she asked for more.

"Diaz tired? Want to***** again huh?", asked Aziz.

I breastfed Diaz again. Diaz seems to want to sleep in her box. After he felt full, he finished his puff. I put Diaz back in her box. I was ready to lay my body down again. But my bed feels narrow. Apparently, Aziz was wearing the pillow I was wearing.

"Slide atuh mas!"

"Here, you put your hands on pads!" he said, patting his own arm. Rather than a storm, I was also fainted with his word.

"Udah, sleep first. It's still three o'clock."

"Yes, but I want to hug my wife."

I was just about to close my eyes again, Aziz's hand grabbed my cheek. Makes me face her ketek.

"Mas..ih...when I was in ketekin anyway!". Aziz laughed a little.

"Let his wife obey her husband, so I'll get stuck."

"Where is it!"

"Dad!"

"Human? I'm going to bed. Sleepy!"

"Yes, but I want us to sleep like this."

"Yes. I just resigned. Sleepy heavy!"

"Definitely tired last night huh???", whispered naughty.

"Buck...!"

"One more time, while waiting for dawn!"

"Mas! No ah....!"

Instead of retreating, Aziz was getting louder. Not like when I did it this afternoon.

Intentions want to sleep again, but even my drowsiness is lost because of sweating again.

Aziz is the second time puberty, right? no tired at all.

Our activities were completed until before dawn.

Huh!

The satisfied voice of Aziz, lying next to me.

"Thank you, my dear.!" said Aziz.

"Yes!", I tried to get out of bed. But it feels ugh....

"Why?", Aziz approached me.

"Yeri!", I said ketus.

"Now pain, was it the sticky?", ledek Aziz.

"Tau ah!", I stood walking slowly towards the bathroom.

From last night Aziz really managed to make me mend*sah many times. He's not like himself. After mandatory bathing, I also do my own morning prayers. If you want worshipers, surely can over time wait for Aziz mas who took a shower first.

I finished the prayer, Aziz finished the bath.

"Where are you going?", asked Aziz as I opened the door.

"Be sure, holy too!"

"Relatedly? Not sick?", he asked.

Actually it hurts, usually it is normal. But now....???

"It's okay. The laundry's also on the machine."

"Well, if you can. Mas mah actually wants you in a room just deck."

"Why?"

"And last night I said, I want to keep you in your room all day. But you're tough, yeah."

I shook my head in disbelief with the words just now.

Leaving Aziz's prayer mas, I headed for the kitchen where it turned out that Imah was already there.

"Well, is morning here?"

"Night I can't sleep!"

"Why?"

Lets glance at me.

"It's okay mbak!", said Imah nyengir.

"Udah mbak, just make a side dish. It was five and a half hours. Ntar cook the side dish. We're just yuk!"

"Yes, but I made coffee for you!"

"Imah has made it, it's on the table to eat!"

"Owh.thank you my most beautiful sister."

"Together....!"

I also took a spoon with a kitchen table. Looking at me intensely.

Has it been shampooing?? Inner Child.

"Where's Mas Aziz? not out?"

"The most sadarus was mah!"

"Owh..!", said Imah while holding her glass .

"Why can't you sleep?"

"Yes, I can't sleep!", replied I'm nervous.

"Thinking of your marriage remaining three days away?"

"Maybe...!", replied Imah.

"It is Mah, but relax is Mah. Bismillah, may it all be done."

"Aamiin....!"

"Yes, what dong is it that makes you unable to sleep?"

Imah even grimace, while scratching his head.

Soon, Aziz came out of the room.

"Tumben at this hour has been hanging out in the kitchen mah?", asked Aziz who was directly sitting next to me.

"Ga iso imitate mas all night!"

"Why?", asked Aziz while drinking his coffee.

"You guys are!"

Aziz and I looked at each other. Yes..perhaps if you use the sound..the sound.jreng....

"For us?", asked us both compactly.

"Heummm!", said Imah.

"What do we do?", I asked who did not understand the meaning of Ema.

"Well! So.. Last night I was thirsty, the gallon forgot the balloons filled. Waking up is not possible dong lift the gallon. His life has not been gathered. Uh, just take the gallon water there.", I pointed to the gallon that was between our room door and my mother's room.

"Why?", asked aziz.

"Imah denger.your voices are ah.!!", said Imah covering her own face. I am also embarrassed if Imah to continue his talk.

"What sound?", Aziz gold fishing rod. I pinched his thigh which was still covered in a sheath.

"Awww!", cry Aziz.

"Your voices are ah...I'm so afraid that A Dadan...ah.!", once again Imah covered her face.

"Astagfirullah Imah.!", I said.

Unlike Aziz mas, he had an idea that made Imah guaranteed even more embarrassed.

"Imah..do not want to shadow deh....Dadan makes you unable to walk after the first night tomorrow. Rich are you the deck?", asked Aziz.

"What a mas!"

"Huh? can't walk?", asked. She's so innocent what the hell????

"Yes. It hurts a lot right dek?", Aziz asked me instead.

"Udah mas, do not let Imah be contaminated with your perverted speech. Yes, you don't have to worry."

"The proof is..Tembak just the way so, whereas..mbak has often been so?" said Imah innocently.

"Mending you back to your cage there. Fajr-body is talking about unfaithful talk!"

"The cage..i think Imah Iki chicken....!"

"Reverse no? return no??" threatened me.

"But I want to help you cook."

"No need, you eat only if it's ripe."

"But..a very good night ya mbak.. his voice...!", ledek Imah again while standing.

"Imah..!", I cried.

The woman ran away from the kitchen.

Mas Aziz was even crybaby.

"Why are you laughing? Not ashamed of your sister?"

"Who should be ashamed, the reality was last night we were exciting. So exciting, our voices are heard outside the room. Good thing Diaz didn't wake up???"

"Mas....!!!!!"

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Still light-light first yes driver 😁

after this, it will be a lot serious