
"Hoam ..." Aya closed her lips, while writhing for a moment. After opening her eyes, the woman began to circulate her gaze in the husband's room. Not finding the presence of the idol, making the woman rooftop towards the wall clock.
"Oh my God, it's late afternoon. Where's Bang Anta, huh?" muttered the woman by rising from her sleeping position. Somehow, he felt a little nauseous, but after he massaged his neck slowly, the nausea gradually disappeared.
The spaceman who was still standing in the doorway carrying the glass of milk, was a little worried to see his wife. Woman i...
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