Dawn for Laila
Causey

Dawn smiled broadly at the expression on the wife's face. Then the man invited his wife to go into the room.

"Entar I show you what. I know it again. We're sleeping, yuk!" said Fajar as he hurriedly pulled Laila's hand to come with him.

"Eh wait a minute. Answer my question!" Laila held her hand for her husband to stop. Dawn also immediately carried the wife like a newlywed. Laila was also seen beating her husband's chest. He was worried when he was seen by his two daughters.

"What the hell are you, Mom. Get off! The kids will look at it. Shame on!" laila exclaimed as she continued to beat her husband's shoulder.

"Here they are, they must be asleep. I won't see!"

Just a few steps Dawn was about to climb the stairs. Suddenly he felt an incredible pain. Spontaneously the man slightly shrieked in pain while lowering his wife's body slowly.

"It's my waist!" his groan with one hand holding his waist and one hand twitching on the pillar of the house. Spontan Laila tries to help her husband.

"That's right, I said what, too. You are so stubborn, Mom. Gouge it, right!" laila said as she tried to get her husband to sit on the sofa again.

"Ouch ouch. Grack this makes a grimace." said Fajar while calming himself. While Laila seemed to give medicine to her husband. Apparently the noise of both of them was heard by their two daughters who were already in their respective rooms.

The adjoining rooms of Qia and Fira made them stare at each other.

"What's wrong? Like Abi and Ummi?" exclaim Qia to her sister.

"Perhaps, Brother. Abi and Ummi are at war. Look yuk! Fear they are craving." said Fira who always mengeleneh his answer. Hearing the words from the sister, Qia laughed a little at the thought that her sister's words were true. Abi and his Ummi are enslaving.

"Fira! You have the answer! The time of Abi and Ummi is jambak-jambukan anyway, which is really dong!" qia said while shaking her head. The two girls got out of the room and saw what was really going on.

While on the other side. After Dawn took her gout medication. He asked his wife to massage his head. Laila complied with her husband's request. He then moved to hold the head of Dawn and kneeled it slowly.

"Strong, not hard!" sahut Fajar when feeling if his wife's massage is not strong. Laila pressed her husband's head slightly. However, Fajar also still did not feel strong incandescent of his wife.

"Right be snapped? You will be in pain, Mom!" laila protested that she was worried that her husband was in pain.

"No, not going. It's okay jam!"

"Yes really!"

Laila began to pull her husband's hair. Dawn also seemed to close his eyes when the wife grabbed his hair. It was as if he felt his head slightly reduced in dizziness.

Sure enough, when his two daughters came down. They both saw the Ummi who was grabbing their hair.

"Astaghfirullah aladzim, Ummi!" exclaimed a very surprised Qia.

"That's what I said. Abi and Ummi must have been the jambak-jambai. Why KDRT is that, Ummi. Surely Abi has hurt the heart of Ummi. Hence Ummi until the same sprain Abi. I will also do it ah, if I am hurt by my husband I will return. Great Ummi we are, brother!" the sister's words made Qia pinch Fira's cheek.

"This is what a bawel is! Not married yet bales husband's mind." said Qia.

Apparently the debate between their two daughters was accidentally heard in the ears of the Abi.

"What are you guys whispering in there?"

Spontaneously the two girls gawked as Abi found out that they were both whispering behind the door.

"Hehe Abi's. How do you know we're here? Abi is okay, right? Is Abi hurt. Ummi kok really do jambak hair Abi. Does Ummi not love Abi anymore?" fira hugged Abi.

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