Hara Hara Love The Ruler
Part 49's
Breyhan laughed as he shook his head. Though he said nothing, but ara always offered himself to him.
As per breyhan's intention, he took the laptop in the workspace and then returned to his wife. Sitting leaning there continue the work, while occasionally rubbing the shoulders or hair of the wife who sleeps soundly beside her.
Ara is comfortable, and he is really calm on the side of the brey who can always give attention in the midst of all the busyness. He who used to be afraid of brey, even regretted having asked to separate the bed before just because of ego alone.
Until finally the night changed in the morning, but at that time ara did not find the breyhan in bed the two of them. She grabbed the belezer from her nightgown and tied her hair as she walked to the kitchen to prepare her second breakfast.
Walking a little difficult, apparently as painful as it was for the fig that was the first new. Brey, too, but surely he doesn't feel the pain he's been in right now.
"Hey, honey... Already awake?" greet brey as ara approaches her..
"Kok brother cook?" tanya Ara who saw brey had been wearing an apron on her body.
"So don't think masoh's sick, so brother dressing for cooking. How's it?" Brey asked his wife.
At that time brey was cooking omelette with potluck ingredients. He knows, if it's time they both shop for their monthly needs. What remains is only my mother's luggage a few days ago.
Suddenly ara hugged the body of a grey from behind. Brey, who was shocked, tried to grab the fig head and kissed it affectionately, "Why?" ask her brey.
"Thank you for being an understanding husband. Though fig kayak bocil,"
"Babies? Bocilli gemesin. Make a noise," fashioned breyhan, who instantly made the fig hit his shoulder. Ara was still embarrassed to remember last night, let alone breyhan saying that as if he did not want to stop doing that to her.
Who wants to stop. Moreover, the brey may be more intense to produce tadpoles in the womb figs that have been opened for him.
Grey's stove turned off, he grabbed ara and he sat on their stove table. The two are now aligned, so that the brey does not need to duck again to reach for the lips that are free he enjoys at any time.
But brey did not care, and he opened the fig hand that closed the lips slowly and then kissed it back.
Ting... Tuuuungg! The bell sounds again. Who else if not the beloved youngest. Looks like the newlyweds are so hard to find intimacy in the morning. Though according to ara it is friendly, but what can be done because it has not become his fate.
"Definitely Ila," said angrily mention his sister's name.
"Husssti... Can't do that. Take a shower, it's almost noon. Today ara ready for the needs for tomorrow, so the holiday mengcampus and want to shop."
"Hmmmm," replied breyhan as she was. He immediately walked into the room with a lethargic face, and Ara opened the door for his beloved sister-in-law.
Not only ila, but sherena also came to shop with their internship preparation.
"Old kok? Ara, haven't you had a shower?"
"Ilaaa," sherena told him. He pulled his hand to go inside and sit on the sofa.
"Ara why? Sick? How's pucket?" ask Ila again with all the apparitions in front of her eyes.
Apparently, who does not know about the condition of the newlyweds is just crazy. Either plain, or do not understand them at all.
"Yes, iiih... Let me know, that's ara. Let's get a spit ponakan kita,".
"If you want to get stuck, you have to get sick first?"
"Yelaaah! Abaghfirullah!" sherena's growling withholds all emotions.