"Love Story" BELLE FILLE
CHAPTER - LXIX Household

  Seeing Rudi enter her room Hellen followed her into the bedroom.

"Will you cook first, will you?" hellen said to Zuridah before entering the room.

"Yes nyona" replied Zuridah who was tidying up the groceries he just bought earlier.

Kreeekk..., the door of the room was opened and Hellen immediately entered, seen Rudi who was lying down without using his clothes and only wearing long jeans.

Hellen put Arzetta by Rudi's side and she lay down beside him.

Muuuaacchh., Rudi kissed Arzetta who was beside him.

Hellen smiled and lay on his side facing Arzetta and Rudi, then he opened the t-shirt he was using to milk Arzetta.

Perverted Arzetta suckled to his mother, Hellen patted the little girl's body.

Rudi smiled at Arzetta who was breastfeeding to her mother, Rudi's hand stroked Hellen's fine hair while occasionally tucking Hellen's forehead and lips.

Muuacch.

Gradually Arzetta began to shut down, the baby was as beautiful and full after breastfeeding to his mother.

Hellen released her milk from her daughter's mouth when Arzzeta was asleep, Hellen immediately raised her daughter's body to be placed on Arzetta's bed beside their bed.

Then Hellen approached Rudi and kissed her husband.

"When you return to Kabul" Hellen asked with a smile to Rudi who was sleeping on his back.

"Tomorrow at noon I will return to Kabul" answered Rudi, "but I will always come home once a few days, to see you, for I cannot take you there, there are many of my friends" said Rudi.

"Later in time I will bring you to Indonesia, if it is timely" said Rudi again.

Hellen nodded his head, indeed he knew his current position.

Muuuaacchh., a kiss landed on Rudi's lips, and Rudi immediately returned a kiss from Hellen.

Now they are fencing each other and combining love, one by one their clothes have been released, whether who started first clear each breath they have hunted.

Rudi was so excited to ride Hellen that after he was in Indonesia and returned to Afghanistan, he had never touched the bule woman, only today he enjoyed the opportunity.

He robs the two enlarged twin hills and plays the end of the hill, which has begun to brown due to breastfeeding his daughter, and has a rounded tip even though it is not large but already like peanuts.

He played the tip with the tip of his hand and tongue after he occasionally suckled there.

Until in the end they both drooped limp on the mattress.

Rudi who was very tired and her body was soaked with sweat, at that moment her eyes were closed, as well as Hellen she looked at my husband, satisfied.

They eventually fell asleep with each other.

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    While it was Ismiati who was going back from his office that afternoon, he had been getting ready to tidy up his things.

"Rin, tomorrow prepare an order to go to Palembang yes" Ismiati told his Skretaris.

"Mom, I have prepared, but not all may be a few more packs" replied the Secretary.

"Ok, which must be tomorrow has to go for delivery, I have been called from there" continued Ismiati.

Ismiati and his secretary were seen walking out and heading to his car to return to their respective homes.

in the afternoon the atmosphere on the street feels very tired and creeping, the new Ismiati house is now quite far from where his business was yesterday his home.

Almost an hour later he reached home by putting his car directly into the yard.

By that time the day had begun to twilight and was really almost dark.

"Assalam'ualaikum" Ismiati said as he opened his door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" welcome bi Asih who currently has become his household assistant as well as the caretaker of his children who are still small.

"Mama.." his little son ran and hugged him like a child and a mother separated for a long time.

Indeed, as long as Ismiati has a new business he can rarely gather with his son, sometimes the feeling of longing all day outside to his son is unstoppable.

He hugged the small body of Ilham Jayadi, his youngest son who was three years old, sometimes Ismiati often also brought Ilham to his office to accompany him to work with the Baby Sister.

While his first daughter Salsabila never he took her to work because Salsa is an adult and has sat in the second grade of Junior High at this time.

"Duhh.., mama is very upset son" said Ismiati while hugging Ilham and then he held his son.

"Mama.mama." said Ilham while hugging his mother.

"Ilham is mamma son?" asked Ismiati, a kiss landed on Ilham's face.

The boy only nodded his head when asked by his mother.

Ilham's funny behavior made Ismiati laugh, he continued to walk into his house.

"Are you fed Ilham this afternoon bi?" ask Ismiati to his assistant.

"So mom, but not this afternoon" replied the maid.

"Why? Oh, my God, this is starting at night?" pinta Ismiati to the maid.

"Yes ma'am, soon I'll cook the rice" replied the maid again.

"Where is bi?" asked Ismiati again who asked his daughter.

"So he went with his friend, he said he wanted Maghrib prayer to the mosque" replied the maid.

"Yes, I want to take a shower first, please keep the Inspiration?" while giving Ilh to the maid.

"Ilham same aunt first huh? Mama wants to take a shower, let's play again" Ismiati said.

After giving Inspiration to her maid, she immediately went up to the second floor to her bedroom.

Slowly the door of the room was opened, his hand was looking for a light switch on the wall, while the lights were on, he said, Ismiati immediately put down the bag he was carrying while shaking his head and his hands were massaging his neck which was so sore.

He collapsed his body for a moment on the bed to relieve his fatigue.

A moment later he immediately went to the bathroom to clean his body.

Time continues to run perfectly, Ismiati trus doing daily activities at home while still playing and paying attention to his two children.

As a mother and at the same time she has become a business woman who can be pinned in her mind because her business is currently running smoothly and has increased income.

But she still managed to split the time for her two children.