Fell In Love With My Arogan
Curcol Husband Wife

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The Wijaya Muda Residence

Smack it. 23:00 Wkz.

It's been a week since the day Dirga and family made their first trip.

Right now in the room was Kiara, who was putting the sleeping Gav in the cot.

While Dirga, who some days tumben home at 7 pm, as usual immediately continued his work, in bed after playing with Gav.

Kiara walked towards Dirga, who in her lap was a Laptop, She then sat beside her Husband with her head leaning spoiled.

Dirga himself who felt a heavy burden on his shoulders, turned towards the hair scented shampoo that he immediately kissed dear.

" Snake?" dirga asked briefly, with eyes that could not be separated from the row of letters and numbers on his Laptop screen. One of his hands rubbed his wife's hair, while the other, as usual, pressed the Touchpad on his laptop keyboard.

" Not yank"

" ... "

The atmosphere was silent, when there was no longer any answer from her husband. Kiara lifted her face from the open arms of her Husband, He looked at the face of her Husband who looked tired. She knew her husband was deliberately putting off work, only to be able to play with their favorite Little One.

" You are tired yank." said Kiara, instead of asking more to the true statement.

Dirga sighed, then smiled ignorantly.

" Okay, I'm tired, so you know, how can I not be tired anymore?" dirga asked, looking at the face of his wife who nodded in spirit.

" Know!"

" What?"

" I made coffee, then I shaved his shoulder. Must be tired you lost instantly, how?" Kiara exclaimed innocently, looking at her Husband who was even snorting.

" Wrong" Dirga replied, without further ado.

" What's wrong, what dong?" ask Kiara curious, everywhere if tired yes in massage.

" Well, the massage does not lose its fatigue?" inner Kiara, with a frown.

Tuk

" Ouch ... Well baby, sick loh!" peek Kiara in pain, when her forehead was knocked by 2 long fingers belonging to her Husband.

Kiara glared resentfully at Dirga, who was even a head gnaw.

" The answer is wrong, so in the love of punishment." said Dirga without sin, instead chuckling when his arm was bitten by an anxious kiara.

" What is dong?" ask Kiara to give up.

" Do you think?" ask Dirga.

Her husband's question almost made Kiara squeal with annoyance, if she did not remember Gav who had just fallen asleep.

" What, I'm nanya. Why ask me, baby?" kiara asked worriedly, she bit Dirga's arm again and again as her Husband pranked her even more.

" God ... Fine, I'll give you later. Now tell me what you want to tell me." said Dirga, who actually knows how the owner of the heart feels. He put away his laptop, put it on the nightstand with his and his wife's cell phone.

Kiara grinned with a smile of her rabbit teeth, making Dirga could not bear to kiss her.

Cup

" Tell me now or do you want to tell a story while doing something fun?" threatening Dirga was ambiguous, but Kiara whose anti-masculine radar had been slightly honed, glared fiercely with a red color on her cheek.

Krauck

" aaa ... Agg"

Dirga grimaces restrained, as his adorable cat wife bites him into a bar-bar. This time it wasn't a spoiled bite, but it was actually bitten. Until it left a trail of 2 large teeth, on his arm which is currently deliberately not wearing anything. His habit of not wearing clothes, still can not be eliminated by him.

" Feel."

Dirga rubbed his arm, which contained 2 traces of rabbit teeth between his arm muscles, which lately has rarely been trained.

" Fatty cat" snorted Dirga. Both hands flank Kiara's cheeks, so that his wife's lips pursed like a duck.

" yeg ... Akhuw cevitha yhanwnk"

" Heum?" muttered Dirga with a smile growing wider, full of promise of pain.

" Ciwue"

" You got it" muttered Dirga, taking off Kiara's cheek after tucking it small.

" It hurts, ja' at ih." Seru Kiara spoiled.

Dirga chuckled, feeling like it had not spoiled like this for a long time. He always came home at 10 or 12 pm, when his beloved was already sleeping soundly.

" Mianhe .. (sorry )" he muttered, with his hands rubbing his wife's cheeks gently.

" Um .." Kiara muttered long, permeating the tenderness that her Husband gave her. For a long time He had not spoiled, He longed for all that was in his Husband.

" What do you want Curcol for? " ask Dirga again. He faced his wife, so Kiara faced him completely.

" On our housekeeper" Kiara muttered softly, making Dirga's eyebrows raised next to fail to understand.

" What a rumor about helpers, not the elite." His mind is not finished thinking.

" then?"

" Not Bi Titin or Bi Ana you know, baby." Further.

" Yes so?" dirga asked, still not understanding.

Hey ... Not the capacity to discuss the performance of the maid, he took care of the file all day. He had no time, judging the work he very rarely saw in the field.

" Anita! " kiara said quickly, learning from her Husband, somehow her subconscious alarm went off.

So since a week ago there was something strange, especially when he found his closet there was a shirt that fell. While He feels always neat, if put his personal items, whatever it is.

Then when he asked who was cleaning, it turned out to be Anita, because all this time Bi Ana who entered his room and never existed, the incident of clothes hanging apart from the hanger.

Not to mention He got a report from Bi Titin or Bi Ana, about Anita's strange behavior. Like kissing Gav excessively or even kissing the suit that since Anita worked, it was always Anita who took him to the wash.

He suspected that if there was anything strange. This is the 6th month they work, he admitted that his work is always neat. Even Gav was comfortable, if he was playing with Anita. But recalling the words of Bi Titin, whom He believed to be the chairman, to take care of the house made him a doubt himself.

Dirga who heard Kiara's words, frowned Curious. Actually what's wrong, apart from the nervous behavior that he thought was afraid because of his flat look.

" then?" dirga asked briefly, the question from him made the Wife pursed her lips upset, because it was always Then and Then that came out of the lips of Her Husband.

" Fine ... So, what's wrong with Si Anita?" dirga asked seriously.

" He kissed Baby outrageously"

" Huh?"

" ac ... She kissed Gav, like she kissed someone she liked. Then your suit, which is brought to the wash, is always on the same end as him. Why try that? Does he like you?" kiara asked in succession, after explaining the intent of her suspicions. She looked at her Husband who was displaying a look of disbelief, making her snort annoyed.

" Where do you know?" ask Dirga.

" That time, Bi Ana saw herself. Continue to tell the same story Bi Titin, continue to Bi Titin dehatiin because curious about the story of Bi Ana. Well ... The right time in the observation turned out to be true, continued a few days in the monitor turned out to be emang yes" said Kiara. Make Dirga count how many words continue, which are listed in each word of his wife.

Dirga chuckled amusedly, He just heard confiding about the maid. He used to live in his own apartment with a maid, who was only in charge of cleaning and then went home afterwards. So he just felt, the hassle of having a helper is not strong faith.

" The fate of being a handsome guy, well gini. From high-class women, until the helpers like to look the same I, shit." Dirga's inner between annoyance and disbelief.

" Why yank, I really feel weird." Kiara, when she heard her husband chuckle with his head shaking.

" Yes, how?" ask Dirga gaunty. It is not that He does not care, but He has no experience. Then what should He do?, if only curcol about Si Anu Company disturbs well ... Just now he was gercep bombarding to the point of being destroyed.

" Anita seems to like you!" exclaimed Kiara, repeating her statement earlier.

" Huh?"

" Yes ... It seems like Anita likes you dear, when you don't feel?" kiara said, explaining her point.

" Like me?" dirga parrots. Repeating his wife's statement in a strange tone, between displeasure and amusement.

" Eum .." muttered Kiara, with a nodding head confirming.

" Elah yank, this is not a world of novels or films where there are maids like the employer, continue to help deketin employers, keep the employer also like, continue to finally get married" said Dirga, reply, follow Kiara put out a word continue whose number is immeasurable.

" Transmision is I, where the word continues a lot. What are the fathers out there, often julid together bini well if again curcol." Inner Dirga Curious.

" But what if it's true, Si Anita likes you yank?" kiara asked, looking at her husband confidently for his hypothesis.

" ... "

" Are you quiet? " Next to ask, when her husband only looked at her in silence.

" Seriously yank, I don't have time to think about such trivial feelings. Thought you had made my brain memory lube, so there is no room left for another thought. " said Dirga, answering a question not important to his wife. If you like it, it is up to you to like it. But don't expect more, if you don't want to get sick.

" Dh, how come it's a dreadlocks?"

" Who's the tombal? This is serious from my heart, Dear , okay, not important session at the close. Well ... Now is the time to tell you, how do I not get tired again. You still want to know?" reply Dirga, ending his wife's unfaithful vent. He looked at his wife's face, who finally nodded curiously, although there was still a slight sense of annoyance on his face.

" I'd better check again, if it's true. " Inwardly, He actually just does not want the Wife riwet herself.

" Um what?"

" Push your eyes" Dirga ordered, reaping the twitching on his wife's forehead.

" just be sure, don't ask too many questions." He continued when he saw Kiara, who was about to ask.

" Okay, really bad." replied kiara, closing her eyes.

Looking at his wife who had closed her eyes, made a demonic smile perch on her lips. So with a single push of his face, that night he spent with quality hot activities, because Gavnya fell asleep without any whining at their sporting events this time.

Skips

About 1 hour later, their work was completed. Leaving a sigh of satisfaction, Dirga kissed the darling of the Wife's forehead adorned with sweat.

" If it's gini, even more tired dear." muttered Kiara, when her husband kissed the neck that he believed was decorated with red marks.

Dirga chuckled, continuing to kiss the arm decorated with longitudinal traces of stitches, which had begun to fade.

" Say who? So soon after, even if you want we can lan ...

" No need, thank you Mr. Wijaya." interrupted Kiara quickly, before his Perverted Husband continued the sentence, which he actually already knew what the continuation was.

The words of horror from his wife, made Dirga chuckle with seductive rascals. Makes Kiara who heard it, feel something difficult to explain.

" Every often hear him chuckle, but still be deg degan." inward Kiara, with the heart pounding.

Cup

" Fine, you rest. I took a shower, I still have unfinished work. Okay well? Nite Dear ... Thank you for this night." whispered Dirga, after peeping a glimpse of her favorite lips, who now smiled with a faint red on the cheek.

" Um, Nite too Honey." Kiara replied, then closed her eyes, tired after the war.

30 Minutes later

Dirga has taken a shower, wearing a boxer as his body cover. He walked towards the nightstand, where He put his Laptop. Before taking the laptop, He took the time to kiss the forehead of the Wife, who was lulled in the dream.

Then he stepped up, approaching the cot where there was Gav who was also fast asleep.

" Tumben, you don't bother Daddy with Mommy. It's okay, sleep well, baby. Mommy's tired tonight, Daddy's wrong. Tomorrow we exercise well, so Gav will wake up early." muttered Dirga, after peeping his son's forehead. Gav smiled in between his sleep activities, making him chuckle. Seeing how cute the behavior of his baby, even in a state of sleep though.

" Bec ... You know, baby, Daddy said what! " Next, then gently rub the black hair of his Son.

" Nice Dream, my world" whispered Dirga quietly, peeping the last time her son's cheek. Then waltzed away, towards his study.

Dirga closed the room door with a small bang, then walked to the right. He was not worried even though he was not currently wearing a top outfit, the location of his study next to the main room made him sure, if no one would see him. The clock has shown at 2 am, the servants in his house must have gone to dreamland.

But it had not yet reached his room, the thirst in his throat made him turn. Go to the kitchen, grab a drink or make a cup of coffee as a coworker later.

Pt ... Pt ... Pt ...

The quiet room, making its footsteps echo throughout the room to the kitchen. The ambient illumination was dim, making his steps slowly carefully. But when he reached the kitchen he could see clearly, because the kitchen lights were always alive.

Dirga immediately took a glass, filled the water and drank it to the toilet. Then take his cup, fill it with coffee powder and pour enough hot water.

Tap

He felt as if someone was standing behind him, turning his face back without turning his body. Wanting to see someone who turned out to be Anita, standing with a red face looking at her with a misbehavioral gesture.

" Is there anything you can help?" anita asked, with a clear nervous tone. Making him raise his eyebrows even more suspiciously, let alone his wife recounting the behavior of her maid, who was currently bowing her face by squeezing an empty glass in her hand.

" No "The reply is flat, short and shows that he cannot be touched. He quickly lifted his coffee cup, then sauntered away leaving Anita standing in the kitchen.

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