Humiliated Husband Family
Chapters. 15. Fill Azam's Heart

STILL POV AZAM

I kept turning the wheels on my chair to follow Lika. This desire I can no longer endure. Since the afternoon a few days ago, when Lika came home to deliver the order. Where at that time he came out of the bathroom just put on a small towel. I don't know, the towel is wrong or the shape of his body is over size. One thing was certain at that time, my heart was stirred. It's just that I was angry because he was gone too long. So, I have to go back to swallowing the talk of a mother who does not.

It's not that I like it when mom and dad meddle in my household. This feeling almost made me sick. I want to be free to manage my own finances in my household. Be free together, enjoy my own wife. I don't care if Lika gets pregnant again or not.

I'm going to enroll Lika in an aerobics class so that her body doesn't get too wide to the side. But, again, it's all just wishful thinking. As long as it is not free to manage my own finances, all of those intentions are just an illusion.

I've been venting the dizziness that's been whackin' my head these days. By interfering with Lika several times. Some places we have made the stage of action. Single sofa is the most suitable place. Because Lika will act. With this kind of situation, I can't penetrate to the fullest.

But, somehow this surge is so hot when you see the body without a strand of Lika yarn. Plain raga is like an oasis that makes my thirst find a well. Plus the atmosphere of a lonely house, what a very rare moment in my life. Ah .. It turns out that if done calmly it feels good too.

"Mas, this can't be. Shame to see the genie. In fact, the angels will look down, Mas," said Lika repeatedly commemorating me. In fact, he often looked at the room afraid Heru woke up.

"Oh, just focus. Rarely, I ask you for your rights!" I rebuked Lika to keep working on shaking her body on my lap. What's wrong, plain for the sake of the husband? He said it was a big reward? Still good I want to enjoy the shape .. ah already.

"Mas, Lika grab a blanket first huh, emh!" my wife said while moaning. Of course, my weapon is almost at the core of our game. I also held back her hips that were about to move up.

"Seek Lika! Don't expect me to touch it again if you wake up now!" threaten me and it works. Lika swayed back, even I ordered her to get faster. I almost exploded for the third time. Ah ... Mumpung deserted house is not. Especially outside of the drizzle. What a great atmosphere.

That was when I rented a villa at the top. If you go home, where can you. Mixing Lika, in a month can be counted with fingers. All of that, because our house is connected to the mother's house. My room has no door. It's not like I don't want to make a door. But, mother forbids. He said why waste money. While mom's room was the same, there was no door.

My sometimes unstable emotions are one of those double effects. Where I was demanded to endure the irritated desires that I endured. If this carelessness did not come from my own parents. Perhaps, I can vent this frustration by cursing or beating. But, once again I can just shut up and hold everything back. Free. For just one of the voices spoken from my lips will provoke a few paragraphs that will come out of my father's mouth.

It's amazing not. If you were raised by parents who always feel they are right, and look for justification if they make a mistake. At least, there will always be a scapegoat.

"Mas, is it?" asked Lika who had now been sitting limply leaning against the sofa. He covered his body with his own clothes. While I just put down the holster I had recollected earlier. I can actually stand up, but only for a few minutes. Lika and the others don't know yet. Maybe, that's right Lika. If I get good treatment then my recovery will be faster.

"Why is that so anyway? You're not willing to serve me?" spray me with a high tone. Upset as well, it seems like my wife doesn't like what we did just now. Does he miss my touch? Or, right said mother, if out there Lika has an affair? Just watch!

"It's not so, Mas ... Lika is just nanya. If, Mas Azam is still lacking. Lika wants to clean the body first. That's the Sun, Mas. Must ablution first just repeat again," he explained that makes me lazy to listen. Ribet, even though he has only allowed me to attend school in the mosque several times. But it was like Ustadjah. It is always associated with religion.

"It's not in the mood!" After saying this, I turned the wheel back on my chair to go to the bathroom. This body is sticky, even Lika's sweat is mixed with mine. Indeed, I admit that despite being diagnosed with paralysis, I can still satisfy my wife. Or ... Lika pretend? As mother said.

Immediately my memory returned to the offer delivered by Jelita last night.

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