Badboy My husband
~Badboy Husband 87′s Husband•
Aisha was cleaning up the room, which she had left earlier.
"Sir Altar, this slovenly time is stored carelessly," grumbled Aisha, taking her husband's bokser located on the mattress.
The altar that had just come out of the bathroom, immediately approached his wife.
The altar drew the tiny hand, so that his wife's body fell on his lap.
The altar grimaced slightly then smiled as if nothing had happened to him.
"Awas brother Altar, Ais wants to settle the room first, keep washing clothes, " said Aisha.
The altar cleared its throat, then hid its face at the nape of the wife's neck, her hands holding the slender waist.
"If brother moves, you fall dong!" cerca Altar's. "You don't have to wash the clothes, let the brother, you sit pretty," continued the man.
Aisha looked to the side, and kissed her husband on the cheek. "Will not, clean" he said.
"Cih, the sister is a former boarding boy so often wash her own clothes until clean tau!" Altar Protest.
Aisha blinked her eyes, then changed her sitting style on the lap of the husband.
"Masa, anyway? Terua it's sister bokser why in taroh carelessly?" tanyanya Aisha does not believe her husband's words.
"That brother did not keep haphazardly, the brother had picked a bokser but unfortunately, the brother did not find boboboy bokser brother," said Altar.
"Aisha is hiding, Ais doesn't like that big sister make bokser!" chirps Aisha.
"But, why?" ask the Altar, while relaxing his body.
"Soally, sister does not want her stomach Ais scrawl using a marker," replied Aisha without burden.
The altar can only pass. "Jaudah doodles, but brother bokser must be behind!" her door.
Aisha just nodded. "But unfortunately, now Ais doesn't want to anymore" she replied, squeezing her husband's stomach.
"Alhamdulillah" said the Altar in his heart.
But unfortunately, the desire of his wife is more beyond reason this time.
"Ha, yakali brother use the color in the hands of brother, you are duplicating!" lamented Altar.
Aisha shook her head, making the Altar shout inwardly.
"No..."
Aisha came down from her husband's lap and took the halal Inglot-branded cuttings for her to wear.
"Here, brother's hand!" pinta Aisha pulls the hand of the Altar, the Altar pulls his hand too so that it gets the polotan from the wife, as soon as the man's guts shrivel.
Altar also resignedly gave his hand to the doodles of women.
"Honey, just a stomach that is scrawled," he reprimanded.
Aisha shakes. "No way!"
"It could be, it's gone, it's gone" he replied.
"Tomorrow missing?" ask the Altar again but this time Aisha raises her shoulder.
The altar instantly relaxed, he would look for an excuse not to attend the meeting tomorrow.
"Beautiful, sister's nails" said Aisha, as she finished putting on her husband's hand.
The altar just nodded its head while staring at his hand.
Aisha hugged her husband, I found that she put it on the husband's nose.
Aisha laughed a little. "Sister is right, looks like a cute little cat," the clamour of Aisha kissing her husband's cheek.
Altar smiled and returned his wife's kiss so that I had not dried, stuck on the wife's cheek.
Altar and Aisha chuckled.
"Honey," whine Altar.
"Why, dear," replied Aisha, making the Altar wobble instantly.
Aisha closed her mouth when she realized what she had just said.
"Me, pass out!" Altar Permit.
Aisha kisses all her husband's nuclei unbalanced the Altar and falls off, falling asleep on the bed with Aisha on it.
The altar smiled mischievously, changing positions, its self on top.
Aisha closed her eyes, so afraid that the towel on the altar would open.
Altar chuckles.
"It's so pretty" he said looking at his wife's face.
Aisha held her breath and threw it away, even the Altar felt the breath of his wife.
The man scratched his nose with the wife's nose.
The gemass altar bit the nose.
Aisha snorted, then stroked her sore nose.
"Not red?" tanyakanya.
Altar nodded, Aisha pursed her lips so that the Altar kissed her immediately.
"Darling," the Altar code raised his eyebrows.
Aisha who understood the code of the Altar, only nodded resignedly.