Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
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Having a husband who has many little sisters turns out to be good too, especially in new situations of having children like this. For Rara's child who can be said to be a father, just want to be carried by Mama or his Papa, Abhimanyu's existence is very helpful. Just this time Rara felt a deep sleep because all things were taken care of by Abhimanyu. He does not need to be taught to change diapers, does not need to be taught to calm the child, also has to directly take milk without waking Rara.

He is so used to doing everything.

"You look weird about it" Rose commented as Abhimanyu went to sun her son near Rose's private pool.

Of course the thing Rose meant was Nabila.

"I heard she was sick, so why are you hanging her here shirtless?"

"His fever has come down."

"Baby is not clear."

Abhimanyu. "You make no difference."

What prevents Rose from being called a baby? It seemed that he had forgotten how many hundred times Abhimanyu had carried him because he could not walk.

"While your words," Rose replied as she turned around. "If you're done quickly change clothes and do your job. I didn't tell your family to come on sightseeing."

Abhimanyu was too busy looking at his son's face to reply to Rose. The man kissed Nabila's cheek, chuckling as the boy's hand seemed to hold her nose.

"Healthy well, Papa's son."

Rara came pushing the pram after she seemed to have finished her bath.

"Bi, it's fifteen minutes. Put on a shirt first."

The boy was eventually transferred into Rara's arms, after a long time.

"Uhmmm, Papa's smell is yours. My mom's son." Rara gave a small smile feeling the movement of Nabila's hand, unlike yesterday she was limp and filled with cries.

"We wear clothes and keep meenin Mama's breakfast, huh? Papa breakfast too? Take Papa too, son."

Abhimanyu's lunch did not come. Rara waits for him but unfortunately the palace maid says Abhimanyu is still in the meeting room, accompanying Rose's meeting with guests from outside.

Rara decided not to wait anymore, because later tonight Abhimanyu also must come. At about half-hour and ten in the night, Nabila woke up drinking milk and went back to sleep again. Rara tidied up Abhimanyu's wardrobe when the door of her room was opened without knocking, Abhimanyu entered as she took off her suit.

"When are you asleep, honey?"

Rara rushed over, received the suit and continued to disarm the buttons of her shirt.

"Just wake up drinking milk, and then go to sleep again."

Abhimanyu smiled slightly. "Why not sleep?"

A smile that Rara answered meaningfully. "Want me to sleep?"

I think all new couples have children will feel the impact of the child's existence to reduce their intimate activities both. Rara really felt. Usually Abhimanyu came home and asked for rations, now he came home to see his son, then had to go again because the time was up.

"The understanding of my wife." Abhimanyu was like a child.

"Doang's understanding? Not pretty?"

"Beautiful. Not Abhimanyu's wife if she's not pretty." Abhimanyu rubbed Rara's waist. "You want to go straight for gas but take a shower, yeah?"

"You got a bathrobe?" Rara glanced mischievously as her hands began to actively rub the chest of Abhimanyu.

"Can." Abhimanyu caught his wife's hand, looking down at her ear. "But get ready to lemes well, come out later."

Without waiting for Rara's reply, Abhimanyu carried the woman to the bathroom. Rara almost screamed, if not rush to realize her son had just slept, because Abhimanyu was not carrying a full romantic. The man put Rara's body on his shoulder, lifted up as if he was again lifting a sack of rice.

When Rara protested, Abhimanyu just laughed.

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