Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
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Today, Reza and I agreed to go to Bogor. There are many places we want to visit. While Erik was asked to take care of the renovation of the house.

First of all, we made a pilgrimage to my mother-in-law's grave. It was the first time I came there as the daughter-in-law of the Dinata family, and the first time I saw Reza coming with a smile, not with the sadness that hung on her face like a few months ago. I think it's because he has fulfilled the wishes of his mother who had wanted him to get married and marry.

After that, we went straight to the hospital where Alfi and Dinda were pregnant. Reza didn't want to bother looking for information elsewhere. He wants to see the same doctor who helped his best friend. And I'm relieved, the results of the medical examination stated that we were both in good health, we had no fertility problems. Even so, I am willing to do a pregnancy program. Ikhtiar - went the extra mile to get momongan - the blood successor of a Reza Dinata and the consummation of our little family. As well as the health of Reza after his stabbing first, the results of the examination stated that his condition was fine. All of this is to be grateful for.

The third place we went to was an orphanage. It has been four months since we last went there, although while in the village we only monitor the state of the orphanage via phone, we are grateful that everything is fine. The kids are healthy and look happy.

After the orphanage, we went to the gantole hill to fulfill Reza's wish. He wants to fly, he said.

Of course I can. "Please. Do whatever makes you happy."

"Trims. You wait here," he said.

Without wasting any time, he immediately rushed over and prepared to flap his wings. After all these months, Reza seems happy to be back to try his hobby.

Our last destination before going home was to visit Alfi and Mayra's house. After asking the resto employees to deliver some menus for dinner, we immediately slid there. Of course, Reza had already called Alfi first, and it just so happened that day that Alfi's schedule went back there, his first wife's house. Otherwise, we won't stop by. I don't want to see the wound in Mayra's eyes if she sees our togetherness without Alfi being by her side.

"By the way," said Mayra as we walked into her house, "thank you for all the menus. Everything is in order and we can execute it immediately. We're so hungry." He and Alfi exchanged glances with a super wide grin.

A pleasant welcome. Reza and I followed them and sat down to enjoy dinner.

"So, what about your home renovation plans?" ask Alfi.

"It started this morning. That's why we moved to Bogor."

"Lebay! Is your house just a patch, using all the evacuating events?" janda Alfi, make Reza laugh. "As your idea was yesterday?"

Reza nodded. "Yeah," he said. "Plus there is a little detail addition. Nara wants the back door removed, and we'll put the scallop curtains in there. Then the back door, Nara wanted a glass door - a sliding door with a minimalist terrace. Just like the door to the pool."

Mayra. "That sounds cool," he said.

Nodding head. "Yeah" I said. "So if you stay later, you can taste our dining table, two sets of long tables with twelve chairs on each table. You're our family, and it's mandatory to come if we have a family event. Okay?"

"Surely." Mayra's eyes are glazed. "I can't wait for that."

Tub teletubbies -- Mayra and I who were sitting next to each other immediately embraced, until Tirta who was sitting between us was squeezed.

"I'm clamped, you know!" protested the boy, who was nearly six years old.

"Sorry, dear." I ruffled her criwil hair and she was getting pissed.

"Ih, Auntie. Don't be. I'm jealous, you know!"

Whats? Well, this is a kid. "Hey, who taught you those words?" my question, while Mayra and Alfi were shocked and turned to each other.

"I've often heard Mama say that to Papa before Papa goes to Mama Dinda's house."

Silent. The child created a less conducive atmosphere among everyone.

"Tirta knows what jealousy is?" ask the father.

Tirta nodded. "Know, I'm smart. Jealousy is envious. For example, Papa bought a necklace for Mama. Mama says no, afraid Mama Dinda jealous, or Mama asked Papa to buy a necklace for Mama Dinda too. Mama doesn't want Mama Dinda to be jealous, does she?"

Gawking. That was the reaction of the four of us. "really. You're really smart. Then continue eating. Okay, handsome boy?"

"OK, Aunt. Come on, everybody, keep eating."

Teng! Teng! Teng!

Tirta tapped the spoon three times onto the plate. "Chat's closed!"

We were all laughing and the atmosphere was melting again. The food on our plates was ludes in a short time, and the stomach was full. But the effect of the food with extra chili made me gasp for spiciness and forced my stomach to give me more room for a few sips of water.

"Drink again" Reza said as he thrust out his glass which he had just sipped half a glass.

I'm starting to feel something strange. "May, is there a fan?" my many. "Or anything that could serve as a fan."

"Yes" said Reza. "Tumben, Bogor is this bright." He opened the top two buttons on his shirt.

The couple were grimacing while shaking their heads. I started to feel something even stranger.

While we were confused, Mayra even flashed a ignorant smile. "Need room?" tanyakanya. "Please. We've prepared a guest room for you both."

"Damn it! Don't tell me you're-"

Alfie raised his hand. "Sori, you yourself, yes, who gave the drink to Nara. Not us." Their laughter exploded with pleasure. It's like they're watching the funniest comedy in the entire universe.

Oh, my God, I can't stand it. "Mas..," whined.

"Tell you two!" Reza got up and immediately pulled me into the room.

While we were in the room, I was fully conscious, I knew what we were doing. It's just, I can't fight the desire within myself. To the extent that, I'm the same*anas and the same * it's the same with Reza. I vindicate my vices like loyalty and I season every inch of his burly body. As for Reza, my madness made him so passionate, he was more crazy than his previous madness.

"Darling?"

"Mmm-mm?"

"The doctor said my wound was healed."

"Then?"

"Can, yeah, we do it really extra?"

I'm gawking. "Very extra? Meanin?"

Ow! He jolted me strongly. I almost glared when I first felt his extra power.

"Nextra that, is it possible?"

It's capable, I know I'm capable, and it feels really good. But.no. "Mas..your wounds will recur."

"Tonight only. Want, huh?"

Hmm, stop. I'm nodding. "But if your scar hurts later-don't force it. Can you hear me?"

"Ready, Honey."

And...

Ow!

"Likes?"

I nodded in shame. "mm-mmm. Continue," I whispered.

The wide grin instantly expands --that - the personification of his spirit in tonight's lovemaking session. And...

"Mmmm...!"

Baku hit also happened. Kick for the sake of a beat it shakes me perfectly. The more I asked for her name, the more I crazily and the more I*m free, wild, savage, and extra *anas. Really, that extra energy made me feel the greatest satisfaction until I was finally exhausted and helpless. I'm really exhausted.

"Oh my goodness, honey. Look at this, you're making my whole body all red."

Eh?

"Don't protest me, yeah, my dear. Just blame your two crazy best friends."