CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Natasha The Sensitive

Natasha smeared the night cream on her smooth cheeks, before finally taking off her satin nightgown, and instantly laying her body on the bed. While her husband was still chatting about the wedding reception plans with his Mamihnya downstairs. Lately he felt his body felt tired quickly, so he chose to go up first to his room on the top floor.

Natasha turned her head towards the door when she heard the sound of the door being opened.

" Have you finished the discussion, Mom?" natasha asked as she saw Yoga entering the room.

" No, continue tomorrow again. If you serve Mamih will not run until morning." Yoga then helped to relax his body and immediately grabbed his wife's body.

" Iiihhh .. Your smell is strange, Mas?" Natasha covered her nose while keeping her body out of the reach of Yoga's hands.

" What's weird, anyway?" Yoga sniffs his body especially in the armpits. " There's nothing unusual, really."

" Don't get too close iihhh, it doesn't smell good. You take a shower, Mom." Natasha put Yoga's hand away.

" Geez, Yank. It's almost ten o'clock, when I'm told to take a shower? I'm gonna take a shower anyway, Yank." Yoga protested Natasha's request.

" Well, if you don't want to take a shower, don't touch me." Natasha then arranges the bolster in the middle of the bed as a barrier.

" Be careful if you dare to cross the barrier!" threaten Natasha is still with one hand closing her nose.

Yoga who saw what Natasha was doing instantly got rid of the bolster that was blocking them, with her legs to make the bolster scattered on the floor. " What the hell, use all the barriers! In the past time has not been used duren duren course restrictions like this, now already know the delights of the contents of the period is limited like this, where hold Brother, Dek." Yoga chuckles.

" That's why you took a shower there."

" No way, the guy I've been taking a shower, and I don't smell anything weird. Nih, kiss ..." Yoga thrusts his armpits towards Natasha.

" iiihh .. smell, hueekkk ... " Natasha was suddenly nauseous and wanted to vomit.

" What's wrong with you, Yank? You sick?" Yoga who saw his wife smothering her mouth as if holding something so as not to come out was worried, he wanted to get closer towards Natasha, but his wife held back with a movement of her hand.

" Hurry and take a shower, I'm sleepy" whined Natasha.

" Why are you getting sleepy, why ask me to take a shower?"

" Be hugged .." Natasha's words sounded spoiled.

Yoga immediately grinned. " If you ask to be hugged here, dong. Why even push back?"

" No way, your strange smell makes my stomach nauseous."

" The weird one is you, Yank. People smell I'm normal, really."

" No! You smell bad, if you don't believe it, ask Mamih or Miss Ratna."

Yoga snorted in annoyance before finally exiting the room to ask Mamihnya whether or not the charges were being charged to him.

" May ..."

Mama Yoga who was watching a talk show on one of the private television stations immediately turned to Yoga.

" Mih, Mamih does not smell a strange smell in the body Yoga?" tanya Yoga after approaching her Mamihnya.

" Super weird smell?" Mama Yoga also brought her nose closer to her child's body. " No, smell your perfume as usual. Why why?" Yoga asked in wonder.

" That Tata, she said I smell strange, not good to make nausea want to vomit. He told me to take a shower, but I'd have taken a shower from the afternoon." Yoga telling.

" Well-nausea wants to vomit smell you?" Mama Yoga immediately rounded her eyes. " Don't ...."

" Don't-don't what, Mih?" Yoga cut off the sentence that Mamihnya said because suddenly the anxiety just shook his heart.

" Don't get pregnant, Ga!" pekik Mama Yoga.

" Ha-pregnant?" Yoga gasped for the sake of hearing the possibility suspected by Mamihnya.

" Yes, it could be like that." Mama Yoga's eyes glanced towards the wall clock in the middle room. " To make sure, try to go to the pharmacy, buy a test pack, there are still open at this hour?"

" yeah, Mih. Yoga to the pharmacy now." With a hurry Yoga ran up the stairs to take the money and took the keys of his motorbike.

" Yank, I went to the pharmacy for a while, yes" said Yoga to Natasha, but Yoga immediately squinted his eyes when he saw that his wife had fallen asleep while hugging the bolster.

Yoga walked over to Natasha in her bed. He gently stroked his wife's head while giving a kiss on Natasha's forehead.

" Mamih's guess is right, honey. May you really have grown Yoga or Tata junior in your stomach." Yoga again showered the kiss on Natasha's face, she could not cover the happiness that currently enveloped her heart, even though she herself had not ascertained what her Mamih guess was true or not.

" Uuuggghh ..." Natasha looked up at her sleep, her eyes twitching for a few seconds before her full gaze got the face of her husband so close to her.

" So you told me to ask Mamih, she said I smell weird you said earlier."

" Weird?" Natasha instantly sniffed the body of her husband, the masculine scent that as usual spoiled her kiss, the scent that she had always longed for, the Indra her kiss felt at this moment. " Nothing strange, the smell of your body scent is so typical that I like."

Yoga immediately scrunched his forehead feeling astonished by his wife's rapid change of smell. Didn't his wife refuse him? Why change again now? Yoga forgot the reason he went back to the room.

" Dear, I'm going to the pharmacy for a second." Yoga finally remembered his plan to the pharmacy.

" To the pharmacy? Who is sick?"

" It's not about to buy medicine, but I was told to buy a test pack."

Natasha nodded her head towards her husband. " Test pack? Make what?" silly questions came out of Natasha's mouth. Not that she didn't know the function of the tool, but she thought what her husband was buying now? Because she herself did not experience any pregnancy symptoms.

" Yes for pregnancy test dong, Yank. What else does this tool do?"

" Who is pregnant? Mamma?"

Yoga chuckled as Natasha said the last word. " Gosh, Yank. Do you think the age of Mamih is still productive can get pregnant?"

" Who do you keep doing it, dong?"

" To you, Yank."

" me? Am I pregnant? I'm not vomiting."

" But you were nauseous because you smelled me that you said wasn't good."

" Was I nauseous?"

" Yes, you were nauseous, you forgot, anyway? You senile!" Yoga pulled his wife's nose.

Natasha hit her husband's waist back. " It's good to say I'm senile!" Natasha threesome.

Yoga chuckled at his wife's spoiled manner. " Yes, I've been going to the pharmacy for a while, yeah." Yoga rises from its sleeping position.

" Ikuuuuttt ..."

" It's just for a second, Yank. Besides, I'm on the bike, it's not good that you're out for the night, "prevent Yoga.

" I want to come, all for toast, I want to take toast."

" Yes, I'll buy you some toast, you don't have to go home."

" No, I'm coming." Natasha sulking.

" Yank, it's late, not good for your health, especially if the assumption is that you're pregnant." Yoga is forbidden.

Natasha grunted annoyedly. " Let's just say you want to seduce bad girls on the street who show off thighs with breasts."

" Geez, Yank. I don't have any thoughts about it, you know." Yoga is quick.

" excuse! You're gone and you don't have to go in this room anymore." Natasha got up and pulled Yoga's body out of the room and locked it from the inside. She ignored the screams of her husband who gave her reasons for self-defense.

" Yank, open the door for a second! Lock the same wallet I'm still in, open the door, Yank!" Yoga banged on the door, but it didn't open. " Okay, you can come, let's just get in the car then, but open the door first!" Ten minutes of Yoga trying to persuade his wife but not ignored Natasha.

" Why is he so sensitive to gini, huh? change her mood quickly?" gumam Yoga before finally going down to meet her Mamihnya.

According to mom² n girls, suitable ga so visual Azahra?

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