Tomboy Girl Vs Mr. Impoten

Eat again

Nightfall.

Zalea is now changing her clothes using a black oversize t-shirt combined with hotpants, finished changing clothes Zalea sitting in front of the dresser, she combed her long hair. Edgar went into the room and saw his wife combing his hair, Zalea who realized the door was open turned her face to see who was coming.

"Where's om?" ask Zalea.

"Main chess, same daddy." replied Edgar.

"Ohh, yaudah there take a shower. From noon not shower, it will smell again." said Zalea.

"Not even a shower will make my body stink, can Lea ask for help?" edgar said, asking for help.

"Solicit what please?" ask Zalea.

"Make it up, can't you? If you can't, instant noodles that have kuahnya aja gapapa." said Edgar suddenly.

"Well, didn't you just eat? The feeling was eating a lot, why suddenly want seblak?" wonder Zalea.

For some reason, since marrying Zalea Edgar more often eat. Zalea's food was always on her tongue, and often Edgar waited for lunch from Zalea, but when she was late he waited for her until the food came without ordering food from outside.

"You think playing chess doesn't require concentration? the brain if you think about it, long ago so drain energy until finally hungry, hihi." replied Edgar cengengesan.

"Yaudah, I made it as good as you can. Oh yes, even if there are materials." said Zalea.

"There should be, because Cindy likes to make" said Edgar.

"Yaudah, clean up first. I went downstairs first to make it clear, later if I had called" said Zalea.

"So call om, now mas. Very unstable non?" ledek Edgar's.

"Hehe, you will call me mas" said Zalea cengengesan.

"Must get used to it, even better if called dear. You're Edgar Giomani's wife, what would people say if they knew you still called me? yes, we do not have love, but should behave like a husband and wife in general in front of others, even though it's our own family." explained Edgar.

Zalea was speechless at Edgar's words, she didn't know how she felt about Edgar, either love had already started to grow in her heart. But, what he certainly felt was comfortable near Edgar, although sometimes pounding.

"Okay mas, I'll try even better" said Zalea.

"Good girl, yaudah I want to take a shower first" said Edgar gave a thumbs up.

"Yes." answered Zalea.

Edgar passed by leaving Zalea who was staring at your departure, when Edgar had entered the bathroom, Zalea changed her pants using trousers, after she finished coming out of her room, Zalea changed her pants, he walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Mansion looks lonely because it is night, some people mingkin have explored the dream realm.

"Shew the material first, it's done make the season." murmured Zalea.

Zalea opened the drawer and also the refrigerator to find the material needed, it turns out Edgar was right if the seblak material was there. Zalea washed a few pieces of chicken and green vegetables, she also peeled garlic, after collecting all the ingredients Zalea washed the seasoning she would use. All spices in uleg until smooth, Zalea deliberately did not add cayenne pepper because she knew that her husband was less suitable with spicy food. Zalea struggled in the kitchen to cook as much as her husband's request, the smell of the fragrance smelled fragrant made Cindy who was walking towards the kitchen was looking for the source of the aroma.

"Well, brother-in-law are you making seblak?" ask Cindy with a sparkling face.

"Yes, brother, Edgar's m-mas wanted to be made seblak he said." replied Zalea.

"Sister-in-law, I also want dong" Cindy said.

"Yaudah brother I made, gapapa wait first? You see, I make it not much, fear that sister Cindy will eat less" said Zalea.

"Aahhh, but I want it now." Cindy whined her big belly.

Cindy's saliva was almost dripping, she continued to gulp her saliva violently. Seblak which is now being cooked by Zalea looks very tempting, Zalea also became unable to see it.

"Yes, this is for Cindy. I'll make it again for Edgar's mas, Cindy's sister wait at the dinner table just pity her feet will be pegel." said Zalea.

Zalea turns off her stove first, she helps Cindy to sit at the dinner table, Cindy's gestational age has entered the ninth month but there are no signs yet of giving birth. Zalea grimaced to see Cindy's huge belly, let alone see the way the road felt heavy.

Satria comes out of his room, looking for the whereabouts of his wife who left without her permission. As he was circulating his gaze, Satria caught the figure of his wife sitting on the dining table rubbing her stomach.

"The one "called Satria.

"I'm at the dinner table ayang, here." said Cindy.

Satria also walked up to Cindy with an indecipherable look, he sat next to his wife who was stroking her distended stomach. Shortly thereafter Zalea came with a bowl of cloth and placed it on the table right in front of Cindy, with Cindy's sparkling face immediately pulled the table.

"Wahh, thank you sister-in-law" Cindy said happily.

"Together." replied Zalea smiling.

"Sister-in-law made it?" ask Satria.

"Yes." answered Zalea.

"I'm sorry, so take nicotine" said Satria.

"Ngerepotin really, should be aware that pregnant women like to cravings. Yasudah, I'm back in the kitchen." said Zalea.

Satria allowed Zalea to return to the kitchen, after making sure Zalea was gone, Satria looked at his wife with an annoyed and worried look.

"So, you're not going to tell me you want to be seblak? Why don't you tell me if you want to go out of the room, look now your stomach is getting bigger, I'm afraid you and our baby are okay." said Satria.

"Sorry, I can't get up. My waist was a little hot, so I was going to make a way out while looking for food, uh just go out smell the scent of my sister-in-law again cook seblak so I asked deh." explained Cindy.

"Whatever sleep I have, you still have to wake up or I won't forgive myself if something happens to you, next time don't repeat it again!" satria.

"Yes papah, I'm sorry we are" Cindy said mimicking the voice of a small child while rubbing her distended stomach.

Satria gave a small smile as Cindy imitated the voice of the little boy, if so there was no reason for him to be angry at his wife. Satria took over the bowl from Cindy's hand, painstakingly feeding Cindy while chatting and occasionally joking. Zalea looked at the interaction of the two from a distance, there was envy and also was happy to see the romance of Satria and Cindy complementing each other.

Zalea again prepared the ingredients needed to make seblak, she kneaded the seasoning until smooth until finally cooking all the ingredients into one. While waiting for it to mature, suddenly there was a thick hand coiled in his stomach. Zalea's body stiffened at once, she tried to turn her back to see who was holding her, but she had trouble moving because her arms were so tight.

"Here you go, just leave it like this." said Edgar.

"M-mas, don't think gini. Shame, many will see." said Zalea nervous accompanied by her reddened face.

"Bodo very." said Edgar relaxed.

Edgar instead deliberately rested his head on Zalea's shoulders, his breathing made Zalea break out in a cold sweat. How not, Edgar ignorantly sniffed the neck of Zalea.

"It seems like it's dead" said Zalea nervously.

"I want to try dong" said Edgar.

Zalea also took the spoon that she had prepared to taste her homemade seblak, with her hands slightly shaking Zalea scooped seblak and blew it so as not to get too hot when it would be tasted by her husband. Edgar momentarily let go of his embrace, he opened his mouth receiving a bribe from Zalea. After the food entered his mouth, Edgar pulled the Zalea burrow into his body. Beyond Zalea's prediction, Edgar kissed her forehead so gently.

"It's delicious." praise Edgar.

"Huh? I-iya, I'll pour it into the d-in the bowl, m-mas wait at the dinner table." said Zalea with her red face.

"Okay, my wife" said Edgar, smiling sweetly at Zalea.

Blush..

Zalea's face grew red, for some reason Edgar suddenly acted on her to make her melt.

'Om you have to take responsibility! My heart isn't safe wooyyy, meleeyyoott's inner Zalea.