TIRED Season 1-3
Part 50 (S2)
Ariel and Zia have just returned from their honeymoon in the UK, as couples in general, they are very flowering at every turn. The face and behavior are not much different from a partner who is kasmaran.
"Honey, where's the suit you bought the other day?" ariel yelled at Zia who was in the bathroom.
"The drawer where you used to put the tie."
Ariel grunting. He had built up a romantic aura and his wife had always broken it.
"Honey, can you call me baby, or husband, husband, hubby, bebeb?" shouted Ariel.
"What a difference, you're still my husband." decak Zia from the bathroom.
"Of course it's different. You're this?" annoyed Ariel.
"That, you just called me 'you' I'm not angry." Zia's kekeh successfully made Ariel want to sink her face into the Amazon river filled with piranha fish.
"I'm leaving." cried Ariel, without waiting for Zia to finish with her activities.
"Be careful." cried Zia.
Ariel went back inside.
"Is there no kiss safe working?" Zia chuckled inside. He put his head behind the bathroom door.
"Come here." call him. Ariel immediately approached Zia.
Cup.
Blams
Two kisses landed on her lips and forehead before Zia closed the door. Ariel simply resigned and set out to work with a half-flowered heart.
Zia sniggers in the bathroom. Since marriage, Ariel's attitude exceeds that of teenagers in general who are in love.
After Zia finished coming out of the bathroom, she immediately put on her clothes. This morning he's going to see Syeilla.
"Honey." whispered a voice from behind her body making Zia's roman fur creep.
Hasn't her husband left? Then who called him?
The heavy hand was now wrapped around his stomach. He can see the wedding ring teesematan beautiful there.
"Why not go yet?" tanya Zia still finished wearing her clothes even though her husband's hands were still coiled like leeches.
He finished wearing clothes, turned his body around and looked at Ariel sharply.
"Why is it still here?" Zia repeated her question.
"So stick like a leech, what do you mean?" investigate Zia with a suspicious squinting face. Ariel snickered in place.
"Repeating that last night honey."
"My husband... Today your beautiful wife is going to Sheilla's house, you don't want to go there?" asked Zia while putting on her 1000 watt face.
"Ah okay honey, mas follow. I haven't seen them in a long time either. Where is Elka?" ask her.
"Where do I know, it's the same with Dion." Ariel is made anxious by the behavior of Zia who does not want to call him husband. What else must it be, for Zia to want.
"Why silence?"
"Being enjoying your pretty honey face." cheered Ariel while stealing a kiss. Cannot lip nostrils so. His wife's nose was clean and fragrant.
"When do you want to go?" zia asked as Ariel's hand was still coiled spoiled in her stomach.
"Go now dear." she replied with a plain face.
"With hands around my stomach?" Ariel looked shocked, he only realized that his hands were still coiled spoiled in the slender stomach of his wife.
"Hehehe sorry dear, husband khilaf." he grinned with nothing.
"Yes, already. Let's go peegi now. They'll go somewhere else."
"That's better, right." murmured Ariel softly.
"What?"
"There is no honey. Come." they immediately went to the palace of Sheilla and Aiden while carrying their special parcels. As for Dion and Elka, Zia had also provided it.
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