TIRED Season 1-3
Part 24 (S2)
Aiden stared limply at the shady bead of his wife who was looking at him gently.Just like yesterday, Aiden was still lying neatly in his bed. He only eats to feed Sheilla.
It's between happy and upset actually. Glad to be spoiled with Sheilla but it's hard if he's limp, can't fuck his wife.
"Mas, let's eat the porridge first." that morning he had breakfast with good porridge made by his beloved wife.
Aiden opened his mouth wide, Sheilla also fed her husband painstakingly until the porridge that had filled the small cup was gone.
Aiden memnmang a submissive husband, but not in the sense that he among husbands afraid of wives as in soap operas. More on him who does not want to trouble Syeilla who is pregnant. It is not appropriate that Sheilla is spoiled but the cravings choose her body to be watered.
"Darling, I'm full."
Sheilla placed a small, exhausted bowl on top of the drawer while thrusting a glass at Aiden.
"Drink first mas." Aiden drank slowly until it was over.
"Mas, do you still not want to go to the doctor? Body mas, not powered at all." said Syeilla softly.
"Darling, I'm fine. With you on the side of the mas alone has become a medicine, so mas does not need medicine from a doctor because you are the real medicine." Syeilla smiled at her husband's words.
"You know baby, if the star was one then he would cry because he lost to compete with you. Your light really illuminates this heart." - Tombal Aiden who made Syeilla's laughter break.
"Mas, since when have you been this chatter?" kekeh Sheilla while looking at Aiden who arranged it gently.
"You're so beautiful, baby." praised Aiden.
Laughter of Syeilla is becoming. This is really weird. Think Syeilla. When did her husband become what he is now. Come onl. Aiden just realized her beauty.
"I know you're very handsome, too." Aiden pulled Syeilla to lie down with him.
"Dear, you know? I am so grateful that God made you out of the thousands of women in the world as your ribs, you are like a rare gem to be kept at your best." Syeilla tightened her arms her eyes really sleepy, even though it was still morning.
Aiden chattered at length without realizing that Sheilla had flown into dreamland.
"You know, baby, all the bulls..." Aiden stopped his sentence when Sheilla's body did not move, which was heard only in a regular breath.
"This what does it mean?" asked Aiden while staring at the ceiling of his room, he told a long story but Syeilla was already in the dream realm.
In the afternoon, Sheilla awoke but did not find Aiden in their soft bed. Syeilla glanced at the wall clock that was showing at 12:30. This hour should have been cooking.
Syeilla got out of bed to the bathroom to clean her body before she got off and cooked.
When he finished he smelled the smell of cooking that came out of the kitchen, curious? Of course, Syeilla was very curious. There she saw her husband finished cooking.
"Mas, what are you cooking?" ask Syeilla as she approaches her husband who is struggling in the kitchen.
"Tetiba mas wants to eat fried noodles dear." said Aiden who is now moving his cooking to a wide plate in white.
"Tara.... Done it. Let's eat baby." she said and led Syeilla to the dining table.
"Please taste dear." Aiden scooped up a little of his homemade fried noodles.
Syeilla opened her mouth wide while carrying her mouth and hmmm.
"Mas, my stomach is wrapped around. I went to the bathroom for a while." said Syeilla and immediately left with slow steps.
Aiden scrunched his forehead in astonishment at his wife's suspicious behavior.
"What's wrong with her?" Aiden put in his noodles and succeeded, he fled to westafle.
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Btw sorry yes already two days absent from work up meng up wkwkkw...
Thank God the autor business is done... He's been making autor convulsions to the point of affecting up here...
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