ALITA'S SECRET
Chapter 42
"Sadvanced..."
Arkan was in a meeting with a client until he smiled anxiously at his wife's voice on the phone.
"What's up, baby?" Soft question.
"Kangennn.." Alita whined to make Arkan his own stirring.
"I'm still meeting, baby.."
"Cepet home... I miss my husband..." The word spoiled Alita makes Arkan even more anxious.
"Dear, I'll be home soon after the meeting. What do you want to bring?"
"Later what WhatsApp will be brought. But you're taking home."
"Dear, I promise. Yeah, I closed it first, let's finish the meeting quickly and I can go home."
"His work spirit, baby.. I love you.."
"I love you too my wife..."
As soon as the phone was closed, all so a smile saw the behavior of his cute penguasaha this handsome.
"Sorry, can we continue?" Arkan nodded trying to focus again.
"Pak Arkan and his wife are very harmonious, yes" commented Pak Bagus.
"really. Husband and wife should be so, always friendly," added Mr. Wirya.
Arkan blushed. "Yes I'm newly married, my wife is pregnant young." He saw the message from Alita and smiled.
"Awhile sir. I'll call first."
Two of his business partners.
"Hello Stacy, here are some orders from my wife. Please prepare. Fine, thank you." Arkan sent a message immediately.
"Okay sir, we continue." Arkan wants to go home soon.
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Just as the door opened, Alita greeted him happily.
"My husband has come home." she hugged him tightly.
Arkan felt so happy that someone was waiting and welcoming him this sweet.
"Where are you today, baby?" Arkan stroked Alita's slightly distended stomach. Her age has entered ten weeks.
"It's not so nauseous, baby. I just want to eat sweet things now."
Arkan smiled because he knew Alita had just ordered a sweet meal.
Alita's eyes sparkled at the contents of the pouch her husband was carrying.
Brownies, almond cookies, strawberry cheesecake, sweet fruits, bananas.
Alita immediately opened the jar of cookies and tasted it. "Hmm. delicious."
"Dear boy?" Arkan opened the suit and tie. Then carrying a bag took his wife to sit in the middle room.
"I had an understanding that almonds are good for breastfeeding, baby.."
"You are not yet a child. Is there an ASI?"
Alita chuckles. "Yet? But I want to eat this."
"Cut off his brownies," spoiled Alita's pinta made Arkan smile with anxiety again.
"Ready dear."
While Arkan was busy chopping up the cake, Alita checked again the contents of the pouch and smiled.
"Here we go."
Arkan was somewhat astonished. "Well, do you wear that make up set?" He asked as soon as Alita took out a box of makeup she ordered.
Alita did not answer immediately busy dressing up.
Arkan noticed his wife polishing the pink lipstick.
Like my son will be a girl, my wife so like to beautify herself, her mind first happy.
Her brain had imagined having a beautiful daughter, waiting for her to come home from work. Be the first love of his daughter.
Just thinking about it made him love his wife even more.
"Darling, how good is it?" Alita finished dressing up.
Her makeup is thin and makes her more beautiful shine.
"That's great, baby. The more beautiful my wife." Arkan stroked his cheek, gently.
"Yesterday, I was still nauseous. My face is so big. But wear this lipstick I'm not budding anymore."
"Dear, how my wife is still beautiful." Arkan kissed Alita's lips.
"Dear, I just put on lipstick already kissed." Alita pouted glazed to make sure her lipsticks.
"Lipstick can still be used again, baby. Masa'you have your husband's gahan gini look at your lips."
Alita wanted to seduce her husband. He took a banana on the table and peeled it slowly.
"Slow motion really peeling a banana."
"Belgroff."
Furthermore, the action of Alita makes Arkan swallow a rough saliva until dropping a small knife ends the cut of cake.
Alita pokes the banana slowly and sensually.
"Darling... It's a big intention to seduce your husband..." Arkan shuffled himself his weapon immediately woke up.
"I ate a banana again." said Alita in a hoarse voice, then continued sticking out her tongue licking the banana's head.
Arkan felt his head breaking to see his wife teasing him in such a way.
In his shadow, his weapon that was in his wife's tiny mouth.
Just imagining it made him goosebumps half to death.
Arkan looked down at his wife's stomach.
"Honey, wait, Papa. Papa looks at you in your stomach. Mama you can torture Papa constantly."
Alita gave a small laugh and raised both her hands for a sling.
Arkan snorted loudly. "Some cake from earlier, use all my tempt.." he knew his wife was being alone.
Without wasting time he carried his wife to the room to visit her baby who was still in the stomach.
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