Wife For Papa

Season 3 - Two is enough

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My life doesn't seem to be fully gathered yet. Princess' tiny body really feels so tired right now. Eyes alone feel sticky like smeared with wood glue, very difficult to open the eyes. Princess and her husband finally arrived in Ibiza last night. The first thing the princess did after arriving at the hotel was to pile up pillows and pull up blankets, hiding in the ketek of her husband.

How not to cramp the viewers, on the ship to this island, Raffa has made me unable to dwell and do anything but let out a horror sound that frightens singles. My husband was successful for me to be speechless and resigned for several hours on the boat. It can be a shadow. Something that was quite draining of energy for sure. Princess can only put up a white flag to give up to rest first when she gets to Ibiza.

But fortunately this tiredness paid off to see the innocent face of the husband who was very sleepy. How not happy, see the face of my children in the future must look like Raffa because the genes of the father are usually the most dominant.

I didn't expect my relationship with Raffa to get this far so quickly. We who marry because of arranged marriage, plus the beginning of marriage full of estrangement, essentially our marriage is full of drama. Indeed, the fate of the princess, singles aja a lot of drama let alone marriage.

But problems slowly begin to fade, allegiances slowly present, the more fertile love blossoms. Cherry blossom after the winter. I want to be like this with Raffa. We look after each other and trust each other.

I hold Raffa's jaw which is amused funny because it began to grow fine fur.

"I love you Raf." I kissed Raffa's lips a little propped up.

"For My beautiful Princess," Raffa's hoarse voice surprised me who was fond of daydreaming of perverted things.

"You're awake." Shame dong I got caught stealing kiss Mas Husband.

"Why? Still want to," the god tickled my stomach.

Here's Raffa! His brain from yesterday went on! Princess suspects he overdosed on herbal medicine given Papi, we've had an execution until a few innings still think leads to the arena again!

"Mas, I'm going for a walk. From yesterday we've been sleeping all day."

It's a fact of dear friends, we've been like a cat's life cycle, on a plane eating, breathing, sleeping. On the sleeping ship, Nguyah, ahem-ehem, sleeps. Until the hotel was after the cultural performance, our morning prayers also sleep.

"But the innate Mas wants to be hugged you keep loving."

Starting right, the princess kissed the air - air Raffa was indeed over the dose of BPOM unturned herbs given by Papi. Tasty really delicious, but the slim waist of the princess quite gout if all day told to move continuously. Uh ... Skips!

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Finally the princess managed to persuade Raffa to get out of the room. We had lunch at a beachside restaurant, albeit with a less-wearing view of the coast, seeing many blonde women showing off their sunbathe under the blazing sun.

We both haven't picked up a rental car that's gonna take us to a more private beach. Besides being famous for its exotic beaches and historic cities, this place is also famous for the sparkling world of night. To be safe Princess deliberately invite Raffa road during the day to explore the destination here.

"Lin, it's kosher, yes" asked Raffa when a plate of burgers was placed by the waiter.

"Halal, that's chicken!" in Ibiza, it is quite difficult to find halal food. But Princess already got guarantees from our food restaurant halal.

"Open your mouth" Raffa arahin chunks of meat into my mouth. I was so hungry because I was hungry too.

Try from the beginning of marriage like this is sweet, I just keep on sodori Raffa meat until I forget to eat too.

I took my own initiative to bribe Raffa too, it's common to also be at Raffa ladenin's house which is sometimes like a boy if it's near his wife.

"Whatever it is from your hands is always nice Lin," she replied.

"Be smart now."

"Seriously dear," he replied.

Duh, if again dear gini it feels very happy, long time we are in Ibiza.

We also continue the journey to one of the beaches with cliffs that rise on this island.

As I now do with Raffa, our bare feet run along the beach with small stones. Here is unique, there is a beach lip lined with a stretch of gravel and white sand. Raffa's hand never let go of his. If like this Princess feels this world we rent first for both.

Finally we are at the height of the rock cliffs that we pass with full struggle. A strategic place to mojok same Mas husband. Because rarely any visitors come here.

I felt a gust of wind that hit the surface of this face gently. Raffa raises his sunglasses, holds the princess chin with his eyes looking into my eyes full of admiration.

"Love you My Princess," he said softly that made my legs almost slip because of the olleng, the princess' heart is still a Jedug if you hear the sweet word from the husband. It is not funny if you fall from the cliff in front of your husband.

"Kok, no reply" protested Raffa.

"I love you too Mas," said I hug Mas husband tightly so as not to be carried away by the wind that is getting tighter.

No long heart sports because the wind is getting tight up here, I hurriedly point Raffa find a good position for Instagram feed photos. I have a very intention of the audience to rent the services of photographers for the memories of this honeymoon will not be forgotten.

The event on the beach today was closed with a fall on a soft stretch of white sand.

"Lin, how many kids do you want?" raffa asked, his hand on his chin turned towards me.

This is the first time Raffa discussed the issue of seeds the same as me, deg-degan want to answer what? If I really want to follow the family planning program from the government just 'Two children are better'. But Raffa ....

"Darling, are you quiet?"

"I offend if you ask so Mas, one is still in the process, thankfully later our efforts go all the way to Ibiza, so."

Raffa instead chuckled, "Yes dear effort and pray. I think you have the same thoughts as me."

"Don't tell me you want to have a lot of kids!"

Raffa nodded while smiling flirtatiously up his eyebrows.

Tuh Kan, actually alleged princess, if people of alim descent such as Kakanda husband beradoman understand 'Many children a lot of sustenance!' then the title is good in Raffa stay co-lok, a whiny turn at the princess.

"Two is enough!" my yelling.

"Less up, baby! Minimum five!" Raffa ran to the beach away from the princess. My husband was shaking before the flip-flops floated.

"MAS!" Follow the run to the water followed Raffa until it can be.

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