Wife Taste Savings

Chapter 94 IRS

"What cooking, Yang?" Ask Reza while wailing.

"How about chicken rica-rica?"

"Yes, one menu time. Two side dishes, vegetables too."

"A lot of it, it's just for eating four, yang." 

"Ordinary, if anyone eats this. So it won't mubadzir." 

"Chicken balado aja, mix telor. Vegetable capcai." Renata's proposal and was immediately embraced by Reza. 

Reza helped Renata prepare the seasoning, although several times the man complained of aches when told to buy the seasoning. 

"Peals, Which.."

"Yaudah, continue peeling her eggs. Let me make the condiment." This is the second time they exchanged jobs, because Reza saw it as easy, but quite difficult too, let alone smooth the seasoning.

"Who, what on the gini glue? The eggs become gini holes, not neat." Whine Eza, make Renata shake.

"Jude, you sit there. Not his help even ngerecok doang, what the heck? Eat something."

"Hehe, make you sigh." Reza's reply made Renata reflexively pat her husband's arm, while the man was already chuckling at his wife's reaction.

"Just keep going." Ketus Renata, but his face even blushed, especially if you imagine how mighty Reza on the bed. He was rendered helpless by the man's touches.

"But you like it, right? Later again yuk, do not forget to wear lingerie." Reza's whisper, making Renata's face redder like a boiled crab.

"Don't talk about it first, I'm cooking again."

"Ihhh my wife's gemesin." Reza pinched his wife's cheek and kissed her.

"Do you want coffee? Let's not wait for me to cook."

"I made it myself, baby." Reza replied, he does not want to trouble his wife. Although actually from earlier he had indeed troublesome Renata, because he wanted to help but when given the job instead complained.

Throughout the cooking show, Reza continued to stick to his wife's back. Although several times Renata requested that the man let go of her, but not Reza his name if he complied.

"Geez Za, your wife is cooking it. In the fluffy gelendotin, he's a nuisance."

"Hugging your own wife does not sin Mom, except in the embrace of the wife of someone, new sin. Could be fitting home battered in his men's beat." Reza replied without letting go of her hug in Renata's stomach.

While the woman looks ordinary, maybe because she is tired of forbidding. He just stirred up his cooking wok, if there's anything to take he'll walk and Reza keep going by walking like a penguin.

"Jeez Eza, bucin the hell bucin but also know the place dong, not in the kitchen too." Mariska could only shake her head when she saw her son's behavior, which she thought was excessive.

"Father Mom, Eza is a stone head. Mana nurut, so justin. Later if Pegel also go alone." Renata answered with a smile.

"Cobain, it's not the seasoning yet." Renata scoops her balado spice and brings it closer to her husband's mouth.

"Enak, the seasoning is fitting." He answered while giving his thumb. 

"Yaudah, just cook the capcai." 

Renata resumed cooking with Reza, who remained on her back, wrapping her hands around her waist.

"Well, is that right, Mom?" Ask Argan who just came out of the room.

"Yes, he doesn't want to be away from his wife." Mariska replied while peeling the fruit, she wanted to make a salad as dessert later.

"Teach the newlyweds, Mom."

"We're getting married not so much, Pih."

"Yes gapapa, as long as Renata doesn't mind." Answer Argan.

"It seems to be an objection, but Bosen said the same Eza so he's quiet, our son will be stubborn."

"Yes, it's like a papih."

"Tumben ngaku, should his nature is not down to our children." Ketus Mariska makes Argan chuckle.

"Good dong, means Reza the son of Papih." 

"It's up to you, the same father's son together ngeselin." Cynic while continuing to peel the fruit.

"What do you want to do, Mom?" Renata asked, she was done with her cooking menu.

"Fruit salad, baby." Mariska replied with a smile.

"Rere help me Mom." Renata volunteered to help her mother-in-law's activities.

"Yaudah, please cut the fruit into this container. Did you finish cooking?" Mariska asked, Renata nodded, she put on plastic gloves and started cutting the peeled fruit.

Sometimes Renata plucks the fruit that he is cutting because of drooling. Mariska also let, after all, eat now or later the same.

"Darling, sorry Mommy's son. How sweet of him as you."

"Father Mom, Eza is Rere's husband." Renata replied while chuckling. Although she was actually quite upset with her husband, but yes. She would also be angry if her husband was spoiled for another woman.

"Thank God, Eza is. If it's a pity, he's definitely flipping on."

"Father Mom, Rere's been having fun anyway. Just a little annoying, but than Eza later spoiled the other, mending the same Rere aja." Her chirps made Mariska chuckle.

They continued their respective activities, and after finishing Renata put it in a container and store it in the refrigerator to cool. Fruit salads will taste better when eaten in a cold state.

While waiting for dinner time, Reza invites his wife to tour his mansion, of course with the ingredients of intimacy they always show, making the maid who passed by feel jealous of the intimacy of both.

"Dear, want that." Point Renata, behind the mansion there is indeed a vegetable and fruit garden. One of them is strawberries and oranges, there is also watermelon and melon, just not yet fruitful. 

"By my dear, take it." 

Renata wildly looking for strawberries that have been ripe, and once found her he immediately picked and ate it greedily. The woman cheered in excitement, as soon as the fruit she ate was successfully swallowed.

"Enak, that's so sweet." 

"You likey?" Renata nodded quickly he did like the red fruit, but when he bought it at the market it was always sour, not this sweet.

"Like it, the great fruit keeps sweet."

"Take as much as possible, if it runs out later also bears fruit again." 

"Thank you." 

"Together, baby." Reza stroked his wife's long hair gently, then played her tip with her index finger, rolling her up.

"Darling, is it over? It's dinner time, we go in yuk." Take Reza.

"But still want to eat strawberries." Whine Renata with her cute expression.

"Tomorrow to be here again, baby. Now we go in first, it's cold."

"Judah come on." Reza reached out her hand and was quickly greeted by Renata, both of whom entered to begin the dinner.

"Where's my dear?"

"From the back garden, Mom. Rere ate a lot of strawberries,"

"You likey?"

"Yaudah, tomorrow Mommy pesen again her strawberry seedlings so that more, later you can eat strawberries every day."

"A lot behind, Mom."

"No rejection baby, tomorrow Mommy buy again. Now help Mommy get this to the table." Renata nodded and helped her mother-in-law bring food to the dining table and arrange her.

All the members of the family gathered together and started the dinner quietly, only the sound of the clanking of spoons and forks could be heard. 

When it was over, Argan started a conversation. 

"Tomorrow you start working again, Za."

"Ready Pi, after all if Eza later leave later Eza's salary is cut." Reza replied wisely, making Argan smile.

"You're cut, what will Eza's wife eat? Eat anyway can ask for the same Papi, well if Eza's wife wants to shop how? Can't ask either, hehe." Her chirps, made Mariska chuckle. 

"Renata wants Mommy to take her to the boutique, so she doesn't stay home." 

"Eza anyway it's up to Rere aja, if Rere want ya be-can. But don't soy, remember your health. We're promil." Reza's words made the faces of the two old men instantly sparkle brightly upon hearing the word 'promile'.

"Dear, I won't be so cute. Just help out at Mommy's boutique, if I'm tired of taking a break." 

"Good, don't forget yourself." Said Reza, rubbing his wife's head slowly. Grabbing her into an embrace, leaning her head against her chest. 

"We slept yuk?" Take Reza, his wife immediately nodded in agreement, he was already sleepy as well. 

"We went to the room first, Mom, Pi." Pamit Renata was courteous, both of them nodded in permission.

They smiled knots as they saw both the child's back and his son-in-law away and lost at the end of the stairs.

"May they always be happy huh, pih."

"Of course Reza will be happy, because she's already with the right woman." Answer Argan. 

In the room, Renata changed into lingerie, at her husband's request. Tonight she wore maroon-red lingerie, making Reza gaping to see the beauty presented before her eyes. 

"Beautiful, perfect." Her praise made Renata blush. She walked closer to the bed and stood in front of her husband who was waiting by the side of the bed.

Reza pulled his wife's waist closer to her, pinning her face on her flat stomach. 

"I can't wait when there's another life here, I'll be so grateful, I'll be so happy later." His murmuring while kissing Renata's stomach. As if there was life in his womb, when they had only done it once, where it could be directly so. 

"We're working first, make efforts. Tomorrow home from work you buy vitamins to the pharmacy, buy milk also let my uterus fertile."

"Dear, I'll buy it tomorrow." Answer Reza. 

"So, playing again tonight?"

"Main dong, it should be frequent effort. Let the possibility of him coming sooner as well." Reza smiled smirk. 

"Ohh well, come on." 

Without further ado, Reza immediately pounced on his wife, carried her into bed and fondled her, stripped all the clothes she was wearing until it was round. 

Reza touches the sensitive part of the wife gently, making Renata comfortable and drifting because of her sensation.

"Become Eza.."

"Yeaahh, keep calling my name, Babe!" Reza said while focusing on breastfeeding on the wife's chest greedily, menuluum small circles as large as coffee beans are at the top of the chewy bouquet.

Finally, the two human children re-suggested the sweetness of love and evaporated it through touches that made the woman not stop screaming, screaming and sighing. Erotic voices echoed in the room, fortunately Reza Gercep installed a silencer, otherwise Renata's voice could have been heard coming out.

"Eemmhh, keep going faster." Renata asked, she regained her third climax. But Eza is still nothing. 

"I'm limp, my knees are shaking baby." Renata Whine. 

"Hold on in a minute, I'm gonna explode." Reza replied, he re-moved his junior back and forth quickly, and within minutes he got a climactic explosion as well.

"Aaarrgghh.." erang Reza, he fell on Renata's body, regulating his wheezing breath after the wave of release he felt.

"We take a shower?" 

Both of them also cleaned themselves, then fell asleep in a position to hug each other tightly. Their relationship is getting better.

In the morning, Renata wakes up first to help her in-laws cook. Although at home there is a maid that works, but to cook always Mariska who does it. Especially now that there's Renata helping her. 

"That's a really good thing yesterday, baby." 

"Couldn't Mom really?" Mariska nodded, she even wanted to know her recipe directly from Renata. 

"Later to teach Mommy how to cook, yeah,"

"Each Mom, Rere also other times want to be taught to cook Eza's favorite rib soup."

"Yes dear." Mariska said, until the eyes caught an unusual object, right in the upper neck of her daughter-in-law. Signs of redness that appear very clear.

"Honey, tell Reza to buy a stain disguise. Cover the mark on your neck, see Mommy's employee at the boutique." 

Renata looked surprised and immediately felt her neck, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Not to be ashamed, dear. It's common for women who have the status of a wife, but Mommy also has, but covered with hair." Mariska showed the same reddish mark on her neck, leaving Renata stunned.

"Aahh yes, Mom. Why do men like to make red marks?" Renata asked while chuckling. 

"Mommy also does not know, until it is lined up especially in the chest." Cetus Mariska also chuckled softly. 

"Don't mommy, yeah. Eza is also a lot for him there."

"Come, but justin aja as long as our husband is happy, it will also be a reward for us because it has been pleasing the husband." Mariska.

"Yes Mom," 

The two returned to continue the cooking event that was delayed due to berghibah ria.

And now it's time to release the husbands to work for the company, Renata escorts Reza to the terrace, she barks the husband's hand with reverence.

"I work first, so you can shop."

"Dear, be careful."

"Well baby, let me go first. Assalamualaikum."

"Waallaikumsalam dear." Renata and Mariska waved their hands as the car began to move away from the mansion.

"Let's get ready, too," 

The two women of different generations re-entered to get ready for the boutique.

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