CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Prayoga Junior

Natasha blinked her eyes, her kiss felt a very pungent masculine scent on her nose. Slowly Natasha began to open her eyes, as her eyes opened wide, she found a field chest clearly plastered before her. Natasha raised her head, clearly visible face of her husband who was asleep.

Natasha felt a sense of warmth as their current skin directly touched and hugged each other without any cloth blocking. Natasha felt pain in her core. He tries to remember the events of last night, the heat struggle that ended with him having to hand over the crown he had been guarding all along.

Natasha exhaled her breath until it felt to the skin of the chest Yoga. She does not regret that she has to lose her chastity, she thinks Yoga is the right person and the most entitled to get it, because other than the position Yoga is her husband, she said, of course also because the man in front of him has a lot to maintain his safety. But there is still one doubt that he feels, because Yoga itself has not told what happened in the Papa Yoga workspace.

" Why?" Natasha flinched when she heard the typical raucous sound of people waking up heard in her ears. She raised her head again, looking at her husband who was looking at her with a smile on her lips.

" Are you sorry for what we did last night, hemm?" Yoga stroking Natasha's head tidied the hair that covered his wife's pretty face.

" I'm just still worried, Ga.." said Natasha Lirih.

" What worries you?"

" Your parents, can they accept me?"

Yoga took a breath, "We just need to struggle a little to melt the heart mamih ..."

" Papih?"

" There is no problem, papih can be wiser in dealing with every problem. Papih even told me to immediately legalize our marriage to the state." Yoga paused his sentence and looked at his wife's face. " If I think about it, you and the mamih are both fond of sulking, fortunately can her husband like me and papih, who can be patient with you." Yoga chuckles who instantly gets a punch in the chest of his field by Natasha.

" Why are you covering your true self, Ga? Why must be willing to heat up on the road to become an online motorcycle driver? Why should I be tired of teaching bimbel?" natasha asked with her fingers, playing with the fine hairs on her husband's chest.

" Because I want people to see what I am, not because of my family background. With my ordinary life so far, I can judge anyone who is sincere friends with me. And thank God, so far everyone around campus and rented house, they're good with me."

" That's because you're good to others ..."

" You just praised me?" Yoga raised Natasha's chin until her face was directed at him. " You just realized your handsome husband is not this kindhearted and not arrogant?!" Yoga chuckles.

" Isshhh .. narcissistic." Natasha hit her husband's chest.

" Darling if they-they know I'm actually like this, hmmm surely more and more girls are approaching, who can't stand the charm of a Prayoga Atmajaya?" the words Yoga made Natasha roll her eyes.

"Maybe there will also be many girls who are willing to spend forty million to be my girlfriend." Yoga chuckles satirize Natasha's behavior first.

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" Don't keep going, huh!" Natasha thunts the upset always being reminded constantly about that ridiculous thing. " After this stop ngojek, yes!" doors later.

" why? You shy??"

" If I'm ashamed, from yesterday I told you to stop." Natasha threesome. " I just don't want more girls going to you."

" Cieee, how possessive is the story??" ledek Yoga's.

" No, I just want to minimize the possibilities that can happen if you bring beautiful passengers" argued Natasha.

" Say you're jealous, right?! Afraid of another claw fight, right?!" Yoga chuckling. " Darling if you know what happened yesterday?"

" I can be hanged right away .." chuckled Natasha. " If you can bargain, can you not be exchanged for Aunt Melly, Andra's mother?"

" What did you say?!" Yoga glared at the origin of his wife's words.

" Once you are very fierce with me, not rich Aunt Melly who loves me, call me always use the word 'Darling' ..."

" Oh... Would you like to exchange mother-in-law?! You want to change your husband to Andra, so?!" sindir Yoga's.

" Iihhh, no ...!" Natasha put her shoulder down.

" why? Isn't he your dream husband? Forgot to ever offer me forty million?! Not a month ago, you know, it happened." Yoga feels happy constantly mocking the wife.

Natasha's hand hit her husband's chest again, which was endlessly teasing him. " Can't you, anyway, not always talk about it?!" natasha protest.

" It's funny if you remember your haughty look at the time, dare to offer that much money for the sake of being able to be a fiancee is a guy."

" But you're so mean to me, so weird to speak, too" natasha grumbled back to playing Yoga's chest hair.

" You're a good person ..."

" Do you like it?"

Natasha raised her head, she did not reply with a strand of words. He just stared at the face of Yoga enjoying the beautiful creation of the Almighty. Natasha's outstretched hand touched her husband's face, obscuring everything from her forehead, temples, eyes, nose, cheeks, jaw, chin and ending at the lips. Natasha smiled, these lips are always giving full touches of pleasure.

" why? Want me to kiss?"

" You're a bitch ...!

" You're adorable. If you look at your face, this is how he wants to plow it." Yoga chuckles.

" What???"

" Hijacking the fields of Neng Tata, uh .. plowing the rice in the rice fields." Yoga chuckling.

" Basic mesuuuuummm ...!!"

" What a mess, anyway? My people say plowing rice in the fields, really. Wrong where did he try? You may be the pervert." Yoga shuffles Natasha's hair.

" Thank you ah ..." Natasha chose to end her debate with Yoga, because she realized she would not win if she had to argue with her husband.

" Is it still sick?" tanya Yoga while touching the core of his wife. After Natasha's night of exhaustion and falling asleep, Yoga cleanses Natasha's core of her fluid mixed with blood from Natasha's core. Then he re-embraced and enveloped the innocent bodies of the two of them with a soft blanket.

" What else do you want?" Natasha started to watch her husband touch the core.

" Want to carry out the mission given Mpok Ida." A mischievous grin formed on his lips.

" What mission?"

" Sir Ida asked you to accompany her."

" Accompanying?? Where is Ida going?" ask Natasha confused.

" Not going anywhere, Mpok Ida asked to be accompanied by you both pregnant."

Natasha rounded her eyes. " Mr Ida pregnant??"

" Yes ..."

Natasha was about to move on but the pain in her core made her grimace.

" Where are you going, anyway?" tanya Yoga who saw his wife was about to rise.

" Want to say congratulations to Ida's mpok, please get me my phone!" Natasha pointed at the nightstand

" Congratulations are a recent affair, you see it's just two o'clock past. Now there's more important business."

" What business??"

" The business of producing this junior Prayoga in your womb" Yoga immediately pulled the blanket that covered the innocent body of him and his wife and threw it down, making Natasha squeal, a moment later he had wrapped his wife's innocent body and restarted the action, making the cold atmosphere early in the morning plus the cold AC was unable to dampen the heat of passion husband and wife who were drunk in love.

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Author POV: Please help your mother² prayer so that Prayoga Junior is soon formed, Semangaaaat Kang Ojol💪😘

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