Hold On Or Let Go
31. This time, I'm Rejecting Papa!

Mahmudi complied with his wife's wishes, and immediately called Tari. But until many times calling, call Mahmudi not lifted also by Tari.

Of course, Tari did not pick up the phone from Mahmudi, because the young woman was still engrossed in with the men who were currently pushing her body.

Yes, in the hotel room, Dari and Edi were still struggling with the sweat that was pouring down, which was soaking their two innocent bodies. The soft bed was a witness, how wild the Dance game that indeed suffered from hyper**** that. and Edi, compensate him by taking powerful drugs.

For several hours they struggled on a large bed, from the end of lunch until the afternoon, the second energy seemed endless.

The two of them only stopped for a short while to drink and eat the bread that Edi had brought to fill up the ammunition and after that they immediately went back to wrestling inside that cozy and cold room.

Do it in a cheap and hot inn, with her hard mattress. Especially in the hotel room rented by Mahmudi whose price is quite high, of course, making the two people who are wrong on the road more comfortable.

The various styles they have done, not satisfied until there... Edi also helped Tari to perform oral se*ks, because the young woman seemed to be dissatisfied, until Dari several times reached the peak of pleasure.

While in the car, because the call is not also connected, Mahmudi invites his wife to go home, "we just go home, ma, later tonight papa will call him again if the children are asleep," Mahmudi promised as he clasped his wife's hand, and then kissed her gently.

Seruni simply nodded, and did not want to discuss it anymore. The woman who was pregnant felt tired, tired of her soul and also exhausted from her anger continued since earlier.

"I'm sorry papa ma," Mahmudi repeated, apologizing sincerely while still kissing the back of his wife's hand. "Thank you that you still want to accept papa," he continued with a glazed net, clearly visible regret in the heart of the man of three children.

"I'm tired, I want to go home" said Seruni, whose gaze was fixed out the glass window.

"Yes, we're going home," Mahmudi placed Seruni's hand on his wife's thigh, and then stroked Seruni's thigh lovingly. "Papa kangen same mama," said Mahmudi who was yesterday afternoon had resisted the turmoil of his desire*rat due to the act of Dance in the elevator.

"Don't ask for more, I can only give you an apology. Not for the others, because I'm still mad at you!" Ketus Seruni, looked back at her husband sharply.

"Except, if in the future some time, papa can prove to me, that papa really has changed and is not related to that ja*lang!" The next one, full of suppressors.

Mahmudi nodded, "iya ma," his reply was weak, and Seruni's husband then immediately drove his car home.

"Huffff, address, will be long fast if gini," Mahmudi regretted in his heart.

Along the way, only silence was created between the two of them. Seruni continued to stare out the window, as if the scenery out there was more interesting than the man sitting beside her.

While Mahmudi continued his gaze towards the highway in front, but his mind glared everywhere. "I have to tell you what the boss is, if you know how to resign from the project. If I am no longer involved in the project, where do I get the extra money? As for my dependents now more and more?" Mahmudi monologued in silence, occasionally the man took a deep breath and then blew his breath out loud as if about to throw away a large stone that squeezed his chest.

"I have to pay the housekeeper, every week mama took a walk, not to mention I also have to give the children and also mama surprise to take mama's heart back. Surely it takes a lot of money,, huffff,," Mahmudi again scatters rudely, to make Seruni who looked out the window of the car glass and could hear clearly the heavy breathing of the husband, smiling grinning grin.

"Your taste pa! That's a punishment for papa!"

Before long, Mahmudi's car drove into his yard right before the Maghrib adhan. And their arrival was greeted by the three children who were about to go to the mosque, "kok mama just came home?" Tsalis protest so Seruni got off the car, which was never left for long by Seruni.

"I'm sorry dik, mama had a little business with papa," replied Seruni while hugging her third son, and kissed the top of the head of the son lovingly.

While the other two sons, immediately kissed the back of the hand of the father with reverence like his ordinary days if the father came home from work.

"Let's go now, then go to hunt iqomah you know," invited the eldest brother, made Seruni break the arms of his youngest son.

Mahmudi who had taken things from the car, immediately embraced the wife and invited her into the house.

"Mbak Juju," called Seruni to his assistant, while stepping towards the back room.

"Ma, papa wait in the room?" Although the wife did not answer, Mahmudi headed straight to her room.

"Yes ma'am," replied Juju who had just come out of the bathroom after ablution, "bu Runi has come home?" Ask Juju.

Seruni nodded, "later finished praying, then Juju could go straight home. Thanks for taking care of the children," said Seruni sincerely, "this is for the house," continued Seruni while thrusting plastic crackle containing snacks, which had been bought by the roadside.

"Thank you mom, Miss Runi used to bother everything," Juju replied sincerely.

"Not bother, all buy for the kids." Reply Seruni while smiling, "yes already mbak, later please close the outside door. I want to clean up first, "Juju nodded, and Seruni passed immediately to head to her room.

Arriving in the room, Seruni found that her husband had prepared a change of clothes for her. Seruni only glanced at a glance, and then simply passed towards the bathroom.

"Ma, can I take a shower together?" Pinta Mahmudi trailing behind his wife.

Seruni stopped her steps right in front of the bathroom door, turned around and stared intently at her husband. "During this time, have you ever found me rejecting every one of your invitations?" Seruni asked with a softening of her voice.

Mahmudi.

Seruni approached her husband, stroking softly Mahmudi's cheeks which were overgrown with fine feathers. The soft hand then went down, felt the husband's chest and began to unbutton his husband's clothes one by one.

Mahmudi smiled, "Alhamdulillah, do not become fasting," his cheers inwardly

Seruni mischievously began to play a small circle of brown on the chest of the field of the husband, while docked his body. Until something belonging to Mahmudi down there that began to harden can be felt by her, Seruni smiled smirk and immediately turned her hand to the hardened object and then mere*mas belonging to Mahmudi.

Mahmudi mele*nguh, the more enjoy the touch of the wife who is always good at making her fly it. "Ohh.. ma, please, we continue on the mattress first yuk," said Mahmudi, who was unable to resist the urge*rat that had reached the crown.

Suddenly Seruni distanced her body, "but sorry pa,,, this time, I refused papa!" Seruni Tegas.

"Ma, don't you do this ma? The please? Papa will do anything to make amends for all the mistakes of papa, but help papa first ma,,," Rengek Mahmudi, with a gaze that is covered with gai*rah.

But Seruni did not press her husband's request, Seruni passed breezed into the bathroom and let Mahmudi resist the urge*rat.

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