
"Any busy thing .. Take time for Rendy. Poor him, he hasn't had much time with you in a long time I can't bear to see him!" he said Renita after being in the room.
Azam who was sitting while opening his shoes and opening his shirt, just fell silent.
"I know you're busy, but that doesn't mean you don't have time to pay attention to your child, invite him to play. Take a walk ... don't lose a moment with him, Mas must understand it!" his wife looked down and picked up the clothes Azam had been wearing.
But Renita smelled something from Azam's shirt. The smell of the perfume of the woman whose fragrance was so fragrant, Renita's nose snorted a few times! the result is still the same. Renita's mouth was already gaping, wanting to ask why her perfume smelled like a woman. But when he looked at Azam, the person had already disappeared and he seemed to have entered the bathroom.
Nyse ....
Renita's chest is made tight. His heart was added to the nicks of another wound. And this time he would keep his mouth locked so as not to ask about his suspicions, if Azam had another dream woman.
He was determined to speak a thousand languages first, before he gathered more evidence. Renita will pretend not to know everything Azam is doing out there.
Now Renita is on the bed, sitting leaning back and reading a book! seeing her husband come out of the bathroom with only a towel. Approaching to pick up the clothes Renita had prepared.
"Mas, how come it's colder now? I mean ... ach already, don't think about it!" Renita flicked her hands and lay down while pulling the blanket on her side with a slanted sleeping position.
"Hem, it's not clear!" Azam shook his head while thinking with the meaning of the wife.
Azam remembered that he had not touched his wife for a long time. "Well, he might be suspicious! if I hadn't touched him, he would have guessed that I was playing outside." His inner Azam while looking at his wife with a gaze that invites his desire.
Who had wanted to wear clothes, Azam urung and then approached the wife with bare chest to the bed.
Renita tries to close her eyes and throw away all the thoughts that haunt her. And Renita also discards her mind about touch touch touch, it does not matter if Azam does not touch it anymore. Not fulfilling his duties as a husband. Renita doesn't care.
But suddenly there was a hand that touched Renita's hand gently. And the old whisper that Renita did not hear.
"Reni baby, long time yes we're not playing around. How about now ... We play a little bit, hem?" azam whispered right by Renita's ear.
Making the woman lend both beads her eyes, feeling a great and strange hissing and the sensation that raises her libido.
Azam's hand moved to fumble something that will make him excited tonight, he should not miss this night with his old wife he did not touch.
Azam quickly pulled Renita's shoulder to his back and face toward him.
Renita was closed and imagined the face of the woman who was attached to memory, she would not forget the woman who looked friendly with her husband last afternoon at the Timezone place.
But to reject Azam is impossible, because it is a sin for a wife to refuse to serve her husband.
Azam's hand that had been since fumbling and playing around him somewhere beautiful and soft, now unbuttoned his pyjamas Renita with a little rush, as if it was not the same anymore to do it.
With the previous who was always patient and slow but this time he was so rushed that no matter if the woman was not ready in the end he felt tremendous pain.
"Och, Mum. It hurts!" the woman's hand pushed Azam's chest.
But Azam did not care about his wife's hiss, he did not heed Renita's request to release her! Azam continued to pedal, moving back and forth, even accelerating. Because he wants to finish it faster. And can't wait to get to the top, so don't care about the comfort of the wife.
Clear water inundated both corners of Renita's eyes, an overflow of pain in the core that was not ready to open the door. Eh. .. Astral beings belonging to Azam nyelonong first with cheap mambawa hot lava. And also the heartache of her suspicion that her husband had another woman besides her.
"Och .. uch .. huuh ..." Azam quickly pulls the astral creature from Renita's small cave and drops his body next to Renita, which he feels is too passive.
Renita immediately turned her back to Azam who was heard with the sound of hunting breath.
Renita also tried to control her breath and the tears that flowed hot through the corner of the eye.
The woman cries but does not speak, and Azam does not know his wife is happy or what? and no thanks as usual! if you have done the obligation. Always kiss the forehead and cheeks partly thanks for giving him what he wants.
But this time no, Azam was silent as a breathing statue did not move and did not speak. Only the roar of breath could be heard as well as the clanking sound of the clock ticking on the wall.
The atmosphere was so quiet, the night was getting late cold gripping, felt colder! azam's attitude had indeed changed not as warm as it used to be! that's how Renita feels right now.
Time kept turning, bringing the night by, alternating with a morning that looked so beautiful and bright. The sky was clean, the birds were chirping to welcome the arrival of the sun this morning, and the dew in the leaves was very bright in the sunlight. Beautiful sparkling jewel tub.
"Father, I didn't see Randy last night! what time is Papa coming home?" asked Rendy while looking up at the father who was getting ready to go to the office.
"Papa ... go home when Rendy is asleep!" the answer is so short Azam.
"The papa is busy anyway .. so there is no time to play with Rendy, Rendy is kangen as before. Papa who often accompanies Rendy plays and walks!" the boy continued, still staring at the father, with eyes that looked so clear.
"Papa is looking for money for our future, and Papa's hero must understand. Anyway ... There is a Mother who continues to accompany Rendy, Papa it .. his task is to make a lot of money! make a big Rendi later." Azam reasoned.
Rendy momentarily fell silent with a moving bead of eyes paying attention to the father ....
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