Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapter 403

Sifa can feel the difference, when she does not feel she is Abash's real wife, but this time she becomes a full-fledged wife. It feels complete, the task of Sifa as a wife for the husband.

Sifa walked slowly, as she felt the core part hurt as she walked. It's certain that there are blisters down there, and it feels like something is stuck.

"Why, baby?" abash asked the wife, who looked like trouble walking. More like a penguin that's funny the way it goes.

"Hmm? No papa really, Mas," Sifa showed her sweetest smile. Down there she endured the pain.

Today is their second day in Bali. They do not stop to love each other. Keep moving until your knees are shaking. Abash was so outrageous, working on it again and again as if the man was not tired at all.

"It hurts, huh?" ask Abash again.

Sifa was afraid, if she said 'yes', then Abash would not touch her again. And he still wants that. Yes, Sifa wants to be touched by Abash, so that she can contain the fruit of their love. Even though he had to endure the pain again, but it was fine. She just wanted to give something beautiful and memorable to her husband.

"Hmm? No," Sifa lied with a smile.

"If it doesn't hurt, why is that the way, baby? You must be lying to me, right?" guess Abash doesn't like it.

"No, Mas. Not sick. It's just, my legs are a little sore," again Sifa chose to lie.

"What really?" search the man.

"Yes, Mas. I'm not lying, I'm." Sifa smiled, the woman landed her butt in the same chair as her husband. Sifa sat next to Abash. Sit down slowly and very carefully.

"Did I play it too long? That's why you're making your legs ache?" abash asked as he slowly massaged Sifa's thigh. There it hurt, the material when Abash scolded her, Sifa wanted to scream because it was achy.

"Em, it could be, Mas. But, it could be because I'm not used to it either" Sifa replied smiling shyly.

"That's it?" Abash seemed to think.

If you remember, his wife was fairly rare to exercise, Maybe it affects the strength of his legs while making love to him. According to the love experts, that is.

"Emm, how about from now on you take part in the same sport as me, baby? Every morning?" abash.

"Huh? what do you mean, Mas?" Sifa was confused by what her husband said. What does Abash mean they have to have sex every morning? Swapping sweat means?

"I mean, every morning I always run in the morning. Or the treadmill in my room. So, you can also exercise, baby," explained Abash.

"Ah, so is it." Sifa also chuckled softly. Shame to have thought of something outside the nurul. Why is his mind so perverted? Should he do that?

"Yes, honey. Every morning you can use a treadmill to work your leg muscles" Abash advises.

"Emm, I am as good as you are, Mas," replied Sifa resigned finally.

"Well, after we get out of here, we start, okay?" abash's proposal was directly influenced by Sifa. Sifa does not like to exercise, but if with Abash maybe for a long time he will like it too. What else if later during sports ....

"Then come on, let's get some breakfast," Abash, who was ready to stand up, woke up Sifa's daydream, which again roared on the bad. Uh, dogged.

"Emm, Mom, how about we have breakfast in the room this morning? I was still tired of walking," whined Sifa who was immediately nodded by her husband.

"Your breakfast?" seductive husband.

"gold!" Sifa glared, Abash chuckled.

"Yes, yeah. All right then, I'll order some food first, yeah." Abash stood up as he got the nod from his wife. The man walked to the phone in the hotel room, where it was connected to the receptionist.

Abash asked for a food order this morning to be delivered to the room. Where the menu for this morning is certainly different from the lunch and dinner menu they ate yesterday. Abash wanted Sifa to keep getting good nutrition and vitamins from fruits and vegetables, so Abash ordered a special fruit and vegetable salad for his wife. As for her, Abash chose a lighter breakfast, such as a sandwich. Yes, depending on which one the hotel provides this morning.

"At a moment his servant arrived to deliver our breakfast" Abash told his wife and sat down next to Sifa.

"Yes, Mum."

Sifa also immediately wrestled spoiled in the chest of the field of the husband.

"Emm, what good are we doing now, Mom?" ask Sifa who felt a little bored if she did nothing.

"Emm, what's wrong?" ask Abash back. "Well, how about we watch a movie?" abash.

"What movie, Mas?" ask Sifa to make sure if what movie Abash wants to show him.

"What if it's a cartoon, Mas?" sifa.

"Cartoon? What cartoon do you want to watch, baby?" ask Abash. Abash hopes that if the cartoon that Sifa chose will not make him bored. AH, it feels better if it's a manta-eat movie, right?

Abash felt strange about himself. He's been thinking a lot of perverts now.

"What yes? Ah yes, how about a Korean cartoon film that the main cast of girls who sit in the third grade. The film is funny, Mas, the cast is also gesin," kekeh Sifa.

"Oh yeah, where have you seen it?" asked Abash curiously.

"At Mami Vina's house," chuckled Sifa.

If so, then Abash knows who turned on the cartoon broadcast.

"Well, what's the title?" abash asked and gave his cell phone to his wife.

Sifa also typed the title of the cartoon he wanted to watch on the search page, until the film appeared. Sifa chose one of the episodes of the cartoon, then gave the husband take over the phone in his hand. Abash held onto her mobile phone, so that Sifa could watch the movie comfortably in her arms.

Fifteen minutes later, the door to their hotel room was knocked.

"Hold me baby, the phone. Let me open the door" Abash said, giving Sifa her cell phone.

Abash got up from his seat and walked towards the door. He opened the door and saw there was a passenger who delivered their breakfast, not to forget with him giving tips to the waiter. Abash takes the food troly of hers and brings it in. The man will not allow anyone into the room, while he and Sifa are in the room. What else did he see if Sifa was only wearing thin clothes.

"Come on, baby, we're eating" Abash invited him to push the food trolley to nearby Sifa.

"What did you order, Mom?" ask Sifa curiously.

"Oh, this .." Abash put a fruit and vegetable salad to Sifa.

"Wow, it looks delicious, Mas," exclaimed Sifa and gulped her saliva violently. It is suitable for this morning he ate a vegetable salad that looks still very fresh.

Sifa also stirred the vegetable salad to blend with mayonnaise and others. After making sure everything was flat, Sifa also put a spoonful of vegetables in her mouth.

"Emm, this is so good, Mas," exclaimed Sifa with a mouthful.

"Yes, honey. Eat it slowly, yeah." Abash cleaned the corner of Sifa's lips that were slightly smudged by the sausage.

Cling …

A message suddenly entered into Sifa's phone, thus making the woman glance towards her phone located on the table.

"From who?" abash asked, when he saw Sifa immediately took his phone.

"Amel, Mommy." Sifa read the message sent by her best friend, until the corner of her lips lifted to form a smile.

"What's up, baby?" abash asked the happy looking wife. Abash is of course curious about the message from Sifa's tean so he stops her chewing.

"Oh, this is Mas, Amel was proposed by Mas Bimo," said Sifa told and showed a photo of the ring that was coiled on his best friend's ring finger.

"Thank God, thank goodness then, they will finally give up their single years as well" said Abash, who was adopted by Sifa.

"Yes, Mas. I was happy to see Amel finally finding his happiness too."

"Sure dong, dear. Because Amel is basically a good person. So, she also deserves a good companion and happiness in her life."

"You're right, Mas. Amel is a good man. He was my only friend all along, Mom. He never looked down on who I was and always paid more brotherly attention to me, Mas," said Sifa where her eyes were already glazed over, in remembering how Amel always existed for him.

Yes, indeed between Amel and Sifa there was a misunderstanding because of a man. But, the misunderstanding was finally explained already. Not that because they like the same man, then they have to be hostile until now. No, it doesn't need to be done. Because for Sifa, the rope of friendship that they have been building all along is more important than her ego to hate Amel. Forgiveness is better, right? Even if not to forget it. But, especially for Amel, Sifa will forget about the matter. All for their friendship.

"Mas, what if we love their engagement later?" sifa.

"Good idea, baby. Now, you eat first. Then think again about what kind of gift to Bimo and Amel," Abash breaks up and takes his wife's phone and puts it on the table.

"Yes, Mum."

Sifa complied and resumed eating. Her body needs a lot of nutrition, in order to serve the husband later, if Abash requests the right of the man. Yes, if the man is not tired. She'll definitely be dessert after this.