God's Choice of Mate
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After almost three hours struggling with 3 professional salon employees, Shafa finally finished with his treatment ritual. Starting from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head, all have got a touch of his hand Brunette in creambath and in the blow so that it becomes more beautiful, fragrant and soft. Likewise with his entire body which now becomes more fresh and shining.

His already smooth face became increasingly slippery and glowing.

I'm not slim anymore, but I'm a lot sexier than Sonya's mom. I'm also pretty, tall, smooth. Let's see, son, what's your father's reaction to seeing Mommy? Bodo really wants to say cravings like mother or what. What is clear is that your father should know that Mommy is not inferior to the slim woman. He muttered while watching his reflection in the mirror. Shafa's pregnancy, makes her look sexier, especially the front of her body that looks more prominent and contained.

"Bi Lastriiiiii" Call her on her beloved ART.

"Yes, ma'am." Bi Lastri quickly approached him. He seems surprised by the appearance of Shafa who looks very beautiful with a white dress and a simple makeup polish.

"Sit bi!" Her request. Bi Lastri also directly according to.

"Auntie still remembers Ray's friend's face at the time?" Ask Shafa.

"Yes, remember me. That beautiful and slim one, huh?" Bi Lastri's reply made Shafa cut his lips.

"Yes that one. Um according to auntie, wait where's the same me?" Shafa puts on a super cute face in front of bi Lastri.

The lha? Ma'am Shafa how weird is this?

"Yes, it's obvious that Shafa is beautiful. Ma'am Shafa smooth kinclong like this he's through mbak." Bi Lastri.

"Auntie's not lying, is it?" Shafa asked with an intimidating look.

Waduh, Viennese mom should know this.

"I swear not to lie! Look forward to Ma'am Shafa. Sister Shafa is so beautiful. Just finished plastic surgery huh mbak?" Plain asked.

"Yes, it's not bi. Where there's my plastic surgery. Emhs.... Who can Yola and Nisa look forward to?" Ask again.

Duh, Sister Shafa why? How can I wait for who continues?

"Yes, I am definitely looking forward to Shafa. Jauuuh." Answer bi lastri.

"Why can?" Ask Shafa. He needs an answer that can satisfy his heart that is suddenly sensitive when he sees a woman who is in the category of beautiful being around him.

"Mbak Shafa is white, smooth, kinclong, sharp nose, straight hair, the tree top is second to none. Mas Rayyan until the klepek so." Reply bi Lastri enthusiastically.

Is correct. We need to get your dad to clamp up, kid, let him not be the macem out there!

Shafa smiled with satisfaction at bi Lastri's reply then walked into his room happily. He walked while humming.

Seeing that Shafa had entered his room, Lastri immediately picked up his cell phone and contacted his Viennese mother-in-law.

"Assalamualaikum buk."

"Waalaikum salam bi, what's wrong? Any news on the latest?" Answer the Viennese mother from behind the phone.

"Oh, today's Shafa's a freak buk." Adu bi Lastri to Rayyan's mother.

"Surprisingly how bi? Is he still on strike talking to Rayyan?" Ask the curious mother.

"It looks so buk. Today, Shafa called the salon for home care. Keep him belated to me, wait where mbak Shafa with friends Ray who ever came here. Ma'am Shafa is also looking forward to where he is with mbak Yola and mbak Nisa." Terang bi Lastri's. He explained everything in detail because he no longer wanted to be blamed if something happened to Shafa and Rayyan.

"Haha.ha.ha.." Mom's voice laughing from behind the phone made Bi Lastri confused.

"Hallo buk, why laugh buk? Is something wrong?" Ask the mother who is still laughing.

"No bi, nothing wrong. Like Shafa's cravings bi. Let it be bi."Mother said with her laugh.

"Yeah mom, I'm closing. Assalamualaikum" Report completed.

"How strange is that?" Gumam bi Lastri's.

At the residence of Mr. Luthfi and the mother of Vienna, Mother was laughing amusedly at the reports from bi Lastri.

"Mother why the hell? How come I hear laughter from now on." Ask my father to approach his wife.

"Here well, I want to tell you a story" Mom pulled up my arm to sit next to her.

"What the hell is ma'am?" Ask dad curious.

"Do you know mom? What's your mother fucked?" Ask daddy astonished. Born alone, mother has not guessed that her granddaughter is as good as Rayyan.

"Bi Lastri finished the report, he said Shafa called the salon to the house for treatment, so he asked for an assessment to Bi Lastri, more beautiful where he was with Rayyan's female friends." Mom brightly with a smile.

"What does this have to do with a Rayyan bu?" Dad was confused himself.

"Dad! It's a lot like my mother was pregnant with Rayyan." Said I was upset at the father who did not understand.

"Oh... So you used to always call the salon guy home?" Ask dad full of questions.

"Ish, I'm glad you can't ah. Dad's too cool with mom's looks." Said the mesam-mesem mother.

"Pantesan more and more mother's day more beautiful, make the father not strong. Haduuuh, Kasian Rayyan if his wife still craves." The father said he imagined his son would have to hold back because of the Shafa strike.

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Rayyan's car has entered the yard. Shafa yaang has since peeked from the balcony of the room immediately entered the room and pretended to be busy with his cellphone.

Come on, kid, let's get your dad a clamp.

"Assalamualaikum" Rayyan said shortly after opening the door.

"Waalaikum salam" answered Shafa flatly. He looked at Rayyan. He wanted to laugh seeing Rayyan's expression as if surprised.

Shafa deliberately crossed his legs so that he showed some smooth thigh skin. He remained indifferent and focused more on the chat-chat that entered on his phone.

"Honey" Call Rayyan as she approaches her. He landed his body on the sofa in the smping Shafa. But when Rayyan was just sitting down she just moved, out of the room while humming. Like someone who is happy.

Rayyan ruffled her hair in frustration to see her beautiful wife behave like that.

You want to torture me like this Shafa!

Rayyan immediately went inside the bathroom to cleanse her body and refresh her mind.

After finishing performing the Isya Prayer, Rayyan immediately rubbed Shafa's stomach and began talking to the fetus inside her "What would you like to eat?" Rayyan asked as she gently stroked the stomach that was still hidden behind the face. Rayyan asked that because Shafa did not want to come down for dinner.

"Bakso!" Answer Shafa briefly.

"No dear, meatballs have preservatives. The others are yeah." The reply, still in a down position in front of his wife's stomach.

" Sate!" Answer again.

"Yes, I told Mr. Madi to buy?" Said Rayyan who immediately got the gel from Shafa.

"You're eating on the spot!" Answer without further ado.

Rayyan snorted, while privileged in heart.

"Yes, come on. Change clothes first, huh?" His word. But Shafa shook his head and went straight out of the room still using mukena.

Be the two of them in the satay stall with Shafa still wearing his mukena. Carefully Rayyan fed his wife so as not to dirty her face. Despite getting the gazes of the other visitors Rayyan no longer cared. The important thing is that his wife is happy and can be back as before.

"Want anything else?" He asked after Shafa gave the code to end his meal.

Shafa just shook his head. Rayyan then rubbed back his wife's stomach "Father's son, don't be Naughty ya" he said. It was one of those panacea words that kept Shafa from spewing her food back.

Arriving at Shafa's house immediately entered his room. Before that he first went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. He made sure that his face was still beautiful. He then went into the dressing room, looking for the sexiest sleeping dress he often wore first.

For the first time he put the clothes back on after his almost one week return. He smiled evilly when he saw the reflection of his body in front of the mirror that was so tempting.

He with his confident pace came out of the dressing room towards his bed. Rayyan who saw the scene accidentally dropped the book she was holding.

O Allah, the weight of your trials. Bathing screams!

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