Humiliated Husband Family
Chapters. 14. Lock the Door First!

POV AZAM

"What did that woman give you, Mom? Why did you throw it away?" cecar Lika is impatient. My wife's face looked suspicious and upset. I know, if she's gonna be jealous. Especially if I tell you everything from the beginning. How, that woman who came to offer some beneficial things for me.

"The food was too spicy, so Mas threw it away" I explained briefly. Indeed my stomach can not when eating spicy cuisine. Therefore, Lika more often makes sambal than mixing a lot of chili into cooking.

Lika did not continue the question, because I chose to continue my meal. Actually, I'm not really hungry. Unexpectedly, Jelita returned to deliver the cheese martabak last night. But, I certainly wouldn't tell that to Lika. Maybe later he calmed down so that he stayed longer at my in-laws' house, you name it Mr. Sugeng.

I watched from behind, my wife who was putting laundry in the machine. It was my gift for Lulu's presence in the world. I promised him that if I had another child I would give him a washing machine. Kasian too, if my wife has to wash her hands every day. I just told him, for office clothes he should still wash it by hand.

Actually, I've been holding this desire for a long time. Coincidentally again this at home atmosphere is quiet. Heru, my first son fell asleep in front of the television. So is my daughter, Lulu. I put my old dinner plate on the table. Then I approached Lika who was still seriously choosing dirty clothes. In fact, my wife hasn't changed her clothes. He was still wearing that big robe. It's just, his veil has been removed. Until his long, curly hair I could see fell on his back.

All the clothes of the inhabitants of this house, it seems he washes all over. It seems like that every day. Because if not, then I will forbid Lika to use the washing machine. I'm all up to Lika. After all, he did it. My wife was cool, without complaining. Not tired either, because the machine that washes not his hands.

I turned the wheels on my chair using both hands. Slowly approaching Lika into the kitchen. I see his body bending down every now and then tidying up some dishes into the shelf. His big, full ass tempts my faith. My long-buried desire suddenly stirred. I'm getting closer to her, and ...

GREPS!

"Astagfirullah, Mum!" bemused. I hugged him from behind. I inhale the scent of his fragrant body. During my marriage to me, never once did Lika smell sour or wry. He is good at keeping himself clean. Even if at home his clothes are always dirty and dull. Therefore, sometimes I never looked at him just need to smell the scent, Lika while groping her body. Besides, which part do I need to enjoy? Everything has changed bigger and even more unclear shape. But, when it comes to taste, Lika is still as delicious as I first touched her on the first night.

"Mas ...," Lika started to get carried away. Evident from his voice that began to soften with a sigh of restraint. I continued to kiss her waist area, gently rubbing her back. Turning forward, to rub his slightly distended stomach. Then turn up, give a slow squeeze on a large chunk, where only I know how beautiful it looks. Moreover, if his body is a bit singset.

Then he moved to work, because Lika was getting better at closing her aura. The self-service did not accept its employees wearing long headscarves covering their chests. Indeed, Lika's chest that is large if not covered will make the men traveling. I know at that time he had been working in a field dining room.

Before long, I asked my mom and dad to propose to her. I think she's a polite, non-neko-neko girl. After my parents demanded that I get married. Then I dropped the choice on Lika. Wish I had a wife who was obedient and easy to manage.

I only realized it on our first night. When I saw the whole shape of Lika's body that turned out to be so beautiful behind her dress. I felt like I was the happiest man at the time, until change after change occurred since he became pregnant with our first child.

I don't know, if because of pregnancy and childbirth then the woman's body will change drastically. If I had known that, I would have held it for a few years. At least until I'm satisfied enjoying Lika's Spanish guitar body. Before it turns into a bedug.

But today I can't take it anymore. I don't care about his body shape. I was just thinking about how it felt. After all, Lika like that also merits me. I had a couple of kids at a young age. Ever since the accident, Mom's been preventing me from touching Lika. Afraid that my wife would become pregnant in my limited circumstances like this. That's why I had to be cold to my wife.

But, today there is no mother at home. Yesterday, Lika was busy taking care of her mother in the hospital. It was my chance to enjoy some time with him. Not that I'm happy mom in the care, it's just that moments like this are so rare. But I was upset, Lika instead spent a long time in the hospital. Even though it was for my mother's sake, I somehow remained annoyed. I decided I'd spill it today.

"Dek, yuk .. mumpung in a lonely house, no one else," asked Lika who had turned to face me. I raised the robe up, creating a red tinge on both of his chubby cheeks. Same chubby with the lower lip that I like.

"Mas ... Lika lock the main door first yes ...," her sigh while holding my face that wants to start playing in that part.

Traveling oi .. traveling!

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