Breaking the Promise
Pleasure bullies

Adrian and Farah stopped by the nearest Mall. Farah wants to bring a hand for Angel and Adrian's two children later, while they enjoy having lunch together while walking together to vent their longing.

While in a different place, Malik just parked his car in the yard. Today, Angel has cooked a special menu, because there will be Adrian and Farah who will come to dinner together later.

Malik came home at three in the afternoon. He intentionally wanted to go home early. Since Angel became pregnant, Malik took his job home more often.

“Mother, this choco chip is put like this?” Ask Faris who is helping Angel make cookies, while Alika helps print the cake batter.

“Truely, Ssyang.”

Malik smiled, seeing the togetherness of the wife with her two nephews. He stood up while watching the three people who were struggling in the kitchen.

“Ih, Alika smart. Cepet can.” Angel stroking hair of Adrian's eldest son.

For five days, Adrian's two children stayed at Malik's house and for five days Angel was dominated by the two children, until when Malik wanted his wife, he said, there's always been interference from both krucils.

Angel lifted her head up. She smiled when she saw her husband standing up while resuscitating his body on the big sideboard.

“Hey, have you come home? How to get rascal.” Angel said happily.

Malik approached Alika and Faris who were sitting at the mini bar table. While angel stood in front of the kitchen set while baking a cake that has been processed by Alika and Faris.

Alika and Faris greet his uncle and Malik immediately approaches his wife.

“I have said hello from earlier, but because you guys are busy so ga denger.”

“Sorry, Dear.” Angel smiled and cupped the face of Malik who was hugging him from behind.

“Mother, it's done.” Alika handed me a wobble containing some dough that will be dried by Angel.

“Ih pinter.” Angel received a thin pan made of aluminum.

Angel took out the cooked cake from the oven. Then, put back the baking sheet that was handed over by Alika.

“Hmm.. fragrant.” Malik approaches the cake that Angel just took out of the oven.

“This is the work of Alika and Faris loh, Om.” Angel said to her husband.

“Then directly Om try.” Malik took a cake in the hot baking pan that Angel had just placed after it was removed from the oven.

“Aww.. hot. Hufft.. huft.. huft.”

Alika and Faris laughed at the behavior of the uncle, with his mouth gaping while wagging towards that mouth.

“Kak, take it do not new from the oven dong. It was there already cold.” Angel pointed at the cake she had arranged in its place.

“You didn't say, Bee.”

“Sorry, anyways you play comot aja anyway.” Angel laughing. Malik also laughed and hugged Angel's body from behind.

“Nak right, Om?” Ask Faris to Malik.

"But it's good to have you, Bee." Malik whispered in Angel's ear while touching his wife's, before he took off a hug.

Angel's eyes rounded towards Malik, looking at Alika and Faris, worried that the two children saw the act of lecherous uncle.

"They don't see, Bee."

"Ish, you really are."

Malik grimaced, but kept laughing as Angel pinched his stomach slowly.

Then Malik approached Faris. “Enak, this is so delicious. Wow you guys are great here.” Malik stroked Alika and Faris' hair.

“Bee.” Malik glanced at his wife.

“What?” Angel turned to her husband.

Malik gave the code to ask Angel to go upstairs. For a long time, he had not spoiled with his wife.

Angel frowned, gesturing how to leave these two crucibles?

“Om, why the hell, Om Malik calls Mother Bee?” Ask Alika.

“Iya, right Mother's name is Angel not Bibi.” Faris made Malik and Angel laugh.

“Bee the call dear Om Maik for Mother. Usually Europeans also call by that designation for his wife or girlfriend.”

“Then Faris wants to call Nafisya Bee.”

“Eh, who is Nafisya?” Angel approached Malik and Adrian's two children.

“That, Bun. Name of woman Faris at school. Said Faris likes the girl.”

“Eh, still small. New second grade SD already playing likes. Can't be.” Malik warned Faris.

“Astagfirullohal’adzim. Adrian child lu.” Malik patted his eel, while Angel just laughed.

****

After you finish making the cake. Angel walked slowly up the stairs to her room. She left her husband there until she forgot to prepare clothes and water for her husband to take a bath. Sometimes Angel glanced down and saw Faris watching a cartoon, while Alika had not left the room because she was cleaning herself.

“Kak.” Angel opened the door of her room while calling out to Malik.

Angel stood limp, as she looked at the messy contents of her room. Malik put down the origin of all his former work clothes earlier. Foot shirts scattered on the floor. The suit was draped on the sofa and the laptop was still on, the television was lit and the shirt and trousers he was wearing were scattered on the bed.

“Aw.” Angel stepped on Malik's tie that was splattered on the floor.

“Yes for God, Brother.” Shouted Angel.

Malik came out of the bathroom without any guilt. “What's up, Bee?” he said while rubbing his wet hair.

Angel said no more and picked up only the clothes that were strewn about. He bowed with some distress, for his stomach was beginning to grow large. Malik understood his mistake and approached Angel.

“Hehehe. Bee.” Malik took all his scattered clothes and took them to the dirty laundry.

“Sorry, Bee.” Malik grinned, looking at the pouting Angel while leaving his waist.

“Live in place dong, Kak.”

“Iya, yes. Earlier hurry.”

“Hurry, really every day.” Angel was still pouting, because after work, Malik was always like this.

“Iya. Bee. My darling. Mmuaach.” Malik peeked at Angel's cheek at a glance and ran again into the bathroom to put the dirty clothes scattered earlier.

However, as Malik stepped wide into the bathroom, his towel sagged and fell to the floor.

“Kak.” Shouted Angel who saw the innocent body of her husband.

“Ih, use the towel first.” Angel Protest.

“Ngga can, my hands full of dirty laundry, Bee. If you want to use!”

Angel turned her body because the husband instead displayed her innocent body. “Modus.”

Malik laughed and kept walking to the bathroom with that condition.then, he came out of the bathroom and wrapped another towel that was stooped on the floor. He walked over to Angel, who was tidying up the papers and laptop on the desk by the sofa.

Malik hugged his wife who was slightly riding, tidying the table. It fingered b*k*ng a crazy Angel.

“Bee. I've been a long time.”

“What time? Just yesterday.”

“Brom what? Three days ago, Bee.”

Angel laughs. “you count?”

“Since there are two krucils, we can not diganu every night.”

Angel menoel cheeks Malik. “Basic.” She took off her husband's arms and walked towards the door.

“Bee. Don't be stingy, dong. You have no pity on me.” Rengek Malik, while holding his own that is ready to fight.

“Iya, briefly. I lock the door first.” Answer Angel gently while commenting on a smile. He understood very well with Malik's impatient attitude when it comes to this.

Malik smiled happily and approached his wife, hugging her from behind as Angel closed the door. With impatience, Malik immediately turned Angel's body.

“You are the best, Bee.” Whisper malik and start peppering the wife by kissing the ruum lips first.

Angel immediately received the kiss and put his hand on Malik's neck. Finally, before Adrian and Farah came, they had a little fun first.

Malik liked his wife's body more and more. His big stomach, adding to Malik's passion to touch his wife, and the sighs that Angel released further culminated in that passion.

“Eumm..” Angel nodded while biting her lips. Malik's touch really made him float.

“I've always wanted you, Bee.” Malik continued to seek pleasure in the body he was holding in front of him.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

“Om Malik, Mother. Papa sama aunty Farah has arrived.” Alika and Faris shouted from outside the room door.

Malik. “Ah, interrupt aja.”

Angel laughed at the expression of her husband. “Propay, Brother.” He stroked Malik's chest.

“Udah, later in continue again.” Angel asks Malik to take it off.

“Stages, Bee.” Malik ignored Angel's words and continued his activities, although outside Alika and Faris continued to call them.