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Kama, Sutra, and the two Silk parents arrived at the Silk family home with an unpleasant atmosphere.
Ajeng and Mr. Will rush into the room, they do not want their chat to be heard further by the children.
"Mas.., your mother why?" ask Kama while sitting at the dining table, the Zanyar family's favorite space facing the pool.
"I'm also confused" Sutra shrugged both of her shoulders a sign of not understanding.
"Ret bass, make hot chocolate donk.." Retno, the Silk housekeeper, had just descended from the top floor towards the kitchen.
"What did he drink?" Retno then asked Kama.
"Just like, thank you." replied Kama politely.
"So we cancel the photo of his studio donk.." continued Kama again on Sutra.
"Hm.., baby if I don't take pictures, the toga is still on campus. But it's not possible to also go mom same dad again so" Sutra thought of another way.
"Do I call the photographer, ask them to come here." continued Sutra again.
"It must be expensive, Mas.." said Kama while thanking Retno who delivered hot chocolate for him.
"It's a little expensive, rather than nothing, Babe.." Sutra immediately took a look at his cell phone, looking for the phone number of his friend who was a photographer.
Meanwhile, in the room, Ajeng threw his body on the bed. The tears that he had been enduring had finally spilled out as well.
"Darling, please.. Don't be sad.. (Honey, tolooong.. Don't be sad.)" persuaded Mr. Will. The middle-aged man gently rubbed Ajeng's collapsed back against him.
"I don't even care, why you think about it..? (I don't care, why are you still thinking about it?)" keep Mr. Will on the line and ask.
"I'm ashamed honey, maluu.. I can't forget about it yet." in a sobbing voice Ajeng replied.
"Why should we meet that person again at the Sutra graduation ceremony..?? His face reminds me of all the events of Iuuu.." continued Ajeng.
"The past stays the past and already goes to long. For what you remember? Don't tell me you still have feelings for him..! (The past remains the past and has passed for so long. What do you remember for? Don't tell me you still have feelings for her.!)" ajeng's attitude even makes Mr.Will so suspicious.
"Are you crazy?? I hate him! He hurt me so deep! (Are you crazy? I hate her! He hurt me so deeply!) And you know exactly how the story is!" snapped Ajeng, he pushed Mr.Will's body irritated with tears that kept dripping.
"Just because of that, please forget it..! I accept you for who you are, and I always love you till now.. I don't care about anything, I just know that I love you so much, Ajeng. (please, forget it..! I accept you for who you are, and I have always loved you until now.. I don't care about anything, all I know is that I love you so much, Ajeng.)" Mr.Will pulled Ajeng's body in his arms, although Ajeng had refused but he held his wife tightly to silence without a fight.
"Please darling.., forget it..! Don't think about that, just think about us.. I love you because you're a strong woman." persuaded Mr. Will in his arms.
"Remember how I chased you but you don't care about me..? Remember what stupid things I did to make you want to see me..?"
Ajeng chuckled, he hit Mr. Will's chest gently.
"Huh, stupid bule man..!" saut Ajeng quietly while wiping his tears.
"You know that, I'm not just stupid but crazy.." Mr.Will loosened the hugging. He pulled Ajeng's face slowly to the same level.
"I'm crazy in love with you.." Mr.Will landed his cheeks slowly, spilling his love in a pile of chewy red lipstick meat belonging to Ajeng. His fingers shrewdly unbutton his own long-sleeved shirt one by one until it opened perfectly and he threw it in the spot. Now he is bare-chested.
Mr.Will's slightly filled body and his hairy chest held the body of Ajeng warm. The middle-aged man propped his wife's head up with one hand and slowly put her back in bed without letting go of their kiss. Soft and smooth, such is the Swedish style bule in general, the beginning of their romanticism that no woman can ever forget to feel the touch.
"We do it know? But don't be angry if I make your makeup fall apart.(.We do now? But don't be mad if I make your makeup fall apart.)" she asked as she pleaded and showed a puffy face.
Who could resist such a handsome face and gentle demeanor. It's too hard to miss even if there's only half an hour between them. The love, understanding and romantic attitude of Mr. William deserves a thumbs up. It was not wrong Ajeng accepted it after two years that the man chased Ajeng like a madman.
But Ajeng's self-confidence has not been completely lost. His occasional bad past still haunts the middle-aged woman. Being raped by her own boyfriend is a deep trauma for her. Luckily Mr. William's presence could turn a hundred percent of his dark life into light. Mr.Will even knows every part of Ajeng's past story, as Ajeng's ex-girlfriend is also a friend of the middle-aged man.
"Let we started.." Ajeng turned his back with a fluffy smile, asking Mr.Will to unzip the shirt he was wearing. One by one what was attached to their bodies was removed. Body Ajeng which contains because it has given birth to two children, further add passion to the eyes of Mr. Will.
Sorry, it's not like a refill gallon that doesn't have an indentation except the neck. Haha. Body Ajeng looks like Sarah Azhari. Who can try? Spotlights and rear bumper perfectly round, compete heavily with the high year Land Cruiser body. Ah, my hayanlan is not strong.
Mr. Will enjoys his game. Although they are no longer young, Ajeng 47 years and Mr.Will 54 years, but their love desire does not decrease in the least. Touch, kisses, even collisions of love couples husband and wife routinely do. Especially when tense like this, their desires so doubled tempestuous. Tree and thumbooolllllll.
If the Sutra is allowed to taste the same as his father's mother, surely the commodity immediately separated from the cage, glaring, rebellious want to find prey. Ahahaha, KOMODO??? Oh my God, it turns out that the Komodo dragon silk is down there, uaurrrrggghhhhhh....
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*Uhmm.the halal the most pooolllll..
The lawful belom please be patient, this is ujiaaannn...
Next, we refer to the behavior of Kama and Sutra on the lower floor yuk*...