Tyranny Mother-in-Law

Togetherness

"Thank you, I've bothered to come. It's raining again." Seruni sat on the terrace with Satria.

"Not what. Amanda insisted on coming to wish you a happy birthday. But, now even cool to play with Laras and baby sister inside."

Seruni smiled slightly.

"How are you?" tanya Seruni made small talk while venturing to look at Satria who was looking at her.

"I'm always good. You're the one who's doing?"

Satria asked back.

"You can see! Pretty tragic, but now I can breathe with relief. Marrying my mother's choice, then living a household that can be said to be fine. However, it turns out that my ex-husband was a student predator."

Seruni smiled wryly, laughing at herself.

"Yes. I read in the news papers about your husband."

"Former husband!" seruni Tegat.

"Yes, your ex-husband." Satria repeated Seruni's words while nodding slowly.

"It was quite horrendous, and I immediately filed for divorce, and finally a week ago had officially divorced with child custody on me. My God helped me to keep hiring me in the factory. Ma'am Niken, help take care of Regas."

"How's Mom?"

"My mom is silent. No words of apology or concern, or words of comfort to me. That is, why I chose to stay temporarily in Mas Bima's house. I'm tired of facing Mom."

The two chatted with each other accompanied by the sound of rain on the front porch of the Bima residence familiarly.

Niken and Dewa accidentally let Seruni and Satria chat together, because they know, they used to be in a relationship, even though they never acknowledged each other.

"Mas Bima hasn't come home yet, Ma'am?"

Ask the God while devouring a piece of brownies.

"Tomorrow."

"Yes. Is Bima rarely home?"

"Aren't the factories busy with project tender orders from the famous fashion house?" Niken asked the god in full search.

The god fell silent, momentarily thinking of choosing the right words to answer Niken's question.

"Yes. But, it can be resolved. Mas Bima more often deliver orders directly, rather than entrusting employees."

"Maybe, your Mas all married to the owner of the fashion house. As you have often done."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Eh, how's your beautiful life? Your sister has stepped over, continues to be separated too."

The gods laughed.

"Already, Ma'am. Simple woman, she's an artist. Friends in college first. But we still know each other. He also failed, and I was the same. Pray this time I will, yes, Ma'am."

"I always wish you all the best, God. You've been my own sister."

"Amen. Thank you, Ma'am."

"Mother how? After Seruni divorced Bram."

"There was no response. Mother was more silent and still behaving normally. At home also still like to attend events or gather other gatherings for entertainment."

"You don't forget about Mom's health, yeah. Checked once, eaten or not, or what do you need."

Deity smitten.

"Mbak, why is Ma'am Niken able to be this good as Mom? The mother always vilified Ma'am Niken to us and to everyone. But instead, Ma'am Niken pays more attention to the mother than we are her son."

"She's Mas Bima's mother, I've considered like my mother. She is also the grandmother of Laras. I'm just trying to be filial to the parents. You and Seruni have also been considered like my own sister. I haven't had a sister all this time. Oya, when was it, I met your ex who had a rame place to eat."

"Mala?"

Niken nodded.

"Keep."

"He asked you to Ma'am. I told you you were still busy taking care of the factory as usual."

"Why is he asking me again?" The god smiled cynically.

"Bak Niken to know?" The god looked at Niken as if in disbelief.

"There's a catering subscription, Ma'am who told this story. He's your ex's bedmate."

The gods round their eyes to look at Niken.

"Mr Niken, it turns out you know more than me."

"Yes, like two people chatting in front of it. It could be that in the next few days they're getting sticky and made up." Guess Niken while smiling confidently.

"Wow, it's become this psychic, my mother. When should I introduce my candidate to you, Ma'am. Please in the open."

Niken cried out to hear the words of God.

"I'm not a shaman, Wa!" Niken is still laughing.

*

Meanwhile at the Ayu residence, Bima was enjoying the closing menu after dinner with Ayu.

"Mas, I miss you!" Ayu began to seduce Bima after washing the dishes.

Ayu sat on Bima's lap while directing the remaining pieces of brownies in Bima's hands and mouth.

Ayu accidentally smeared Bima's finger to tease her lover.

Suddenly, Bima's body rattled due to Ayu's reaction to insert his finger in Ayu's mouth.

"Father..."

"Hmmm..." Ayu turned towards Bima spoiled.

Ayu flipped her body on Bima's lap, facing off while moving her hips slowly.

"Well, you're not wearing..."

Ayu nodded while smiling seductionly.

Bima's tired body, given that touch of seduction, finally resurrected hers.

His possession now began to harden, and Ayu could feel for sure.

"We'll just go into the room." Bring Bima.

However, Ayu wrapped her hands around Bima's neck, and kissed the man's lips, then headed towards her neck.

"Well, time in the kitchen?"

"Mas, I want us to play here first." Whine Ayu while twisting her flirtatious eyes.

Bima grinned widely understanding Ayu's request.

The young girl was often asked for a game of lovemaking in a strange position. In addition, often try to do in various places inside Ayu's house. Not infrequently they do in the car in a quiet place.

As at that time, they made love passionately in Bima's car when visiting on the beach.

Tonight, Bima is working on Ayu in her kitchen.

Both of their clothes are on the floor.

Bima attached Ayu's body to the wall, and held one leg, while moving her hips back and forth slowly to quickly.

"Well, why is it getting narrower?"

Ayu smiled happily at Bima's question.

"Non't you, Mum?"

"That's really tight, Yu. Kayak kneaded incandescent."

"Come, Mas! Satisfy me!" Ayu's whisper was right in Bima's ear. Making Bima's adrenaline rush to satisfy her woman.

After the wall, then on the dining table, then on the kitchen table.

Finally Bima raised Ayu's body into the room.

The sound of the two menyantutan voice roared at each other to combine the desire to the peak.

Bima no longer remember his wife and child, even had forgotten that it was the birthday of Seruni, which he usually never forgot. Now, all he remembered was embracing worldly favors with Ayu.