Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
CHAPTER 72b

Wife Arjuna Chapter 72b

"Mas, would you like to wear a batik shirt?" ask Anggi. Bringing both types of clothes closer to Juna who just came out of the bathroom. One plain shirt in dark blue and the other is a batik shirt.

"As far as you. The important thing is not to make the good looks of this papa candidate decrease. Isn't that right, baby boy?" Juna chuckled softly.

Bending then stroking the stomach Anggi greet the baby in there, which based on the results of the doctor's examination turned out to be male. Anggi content entering the age of seven months now, has bloomed which according to Juna even adds to the sexiness of the mother of the child.

"Ey, you narcissist," Anggi's taunting made Juna grow loud.

"The more beautiful, if you're craving this?" rayu Juna while pinching his wife's nose.

"Not lie. I know, my apparition is now like a stranded whale! Fat everywhere!" the fierce ambush that followed mengelik annoyed.

Instead of stopping flirting, Juna instead stole a kiss on Anggi's pouting lips. "If this frown is even more beautiful," her god again greeted Anggi with an upset fist landed on her shoulder.

"H, cheesy dong! So which one do you want to wear? I want to leave soon so I can attend Freya's wedding ceremony."

"Which one do you prefer to wear?" tanya Juna persuades, then embraces Anggi's waist docked at him.

Anggi who pursed his lips was even as comfortable as a smile now. Rotating his eyeballs with a meaningful highlight. Anggi threw the clothes he held onto the sofa in the changing room.

"So which one should I wear?" Juna frowned not understanding because his wife even put the clothes he wanted to wear.

Anggi clenched herself to Juna, her delicate palms groping the chest of her husband's field that was not yet dressed. The roar is getting down now, touching the navel swirling there and then creeping down until it reaches the knot of a towel wrapped around Juna's waist.

Anggi tiptoed, close the mouth to Juna's ears. "In fact, I'd rather Mas don't wear anything," he whispered sensually as he tugged at the towel knot slowly making Juna growl ignited desire as he felt his boiling center wriggle.

"Already, already, my goodness," Anggi added on the sidelines of his laughter. He was drowned not only because amused, but also because he was satisfied with flirting.

Juna stopped replying to his wife's temptation and instead bowed languidly. "Akh, I hate that we have to leave now" he lamented.

He was so frustrated as to feel a part of him bulging unbearably. Anggi's temptation, even in the level of a joke, always managed to make him a cheap man thirsty caress in an instant.

"But we have to keep going now. I'm wearing a blue shirt, let's match my dress."

Anggi picked up the shirt in question, while Juna still bowed lethargicly in response. His head was throbbing pain now as well as the center of him.

"Come, I'll help you get dressed, don't frown, I'll give you a special gift tonight." Anggi's turn now persuades Juna. Peeping the cheeks of her husband who was sulking.

"alright. But promise yes, tonight must be really special," Pinta Juna demanded. His smile is up now.

"Yes I promise" said Anggi while focusing on helping Juna wear clothes, although occasionally her husband's hand even felt naughty in any place as long as he helped Juna dress.

The car drove by Mr. Oman, leaving for the wedding building where Freya, Anggi's best friend, will hold a contract and reception. On holidays like this, usually Juna prefers to use the services of a driver to travel, so that he can sit relaxed in the passenger seat while hugging his beloved woman.

The notification sound of the message message incoming to the mobile device Juna. A message from the Empress who had not exchanged news with him for long enough.

Juna, I'll come to your house later this afternoon. I have something to talk about.

Seriate.