I LOVE YOU, ENCUS
For Pahala

"Don't be afraid Mathew, we'll always be there if you need to." Papa Jo pats Mathew on the shoulder.

Switch to Ajeng who is standing next to Mathew.

" You're lucky Ajeng, got a man who's hard on life principles. May you two always be happy."

" Thank you for that."

" Thank you opa."

Mathew and Ajeng answered simultaneously.

" Opa pamit. Khansa, tos used to be the same opa."

At once Khansa's small hands clashed with opa's big hands, then one kiss bye was thrown by the 1.5-year-old.

Oddity instantly sounded, especially when the child started to say a word that was rather difficult to decipher.

" It's hard to interpret, but it means yes Met."

" Agrees opa." Mathew rubs his only child's affection.

" Opa's coming home, I'm waiting."

" Be careful opa."

Opa nodded, then got into the car. Opening the car glass to wave before the car finally drove splitting the road.

" Let's go in."

Mathew closed the gate, then guided his little family into the house.

" Eventually." Mathew threw his tired body onto the bed.

" Change clothes first." Ajeng walks into the bathroom with Khansa.

Mathew immediately followed to the bathroom.

" Wash his feet."

" Yingiinn mammaa." Rengek Khansa tried to hug Ajeng, avoiding the water that touched his feet.

" Wear the warm mama, this one." Mathew turned the faucet that was next door.

" Wash your feet with papa, here." Khansa immediately moved to Mathew who was next to her mother.

" Don't forget to brush his teeth, I'll put on a shirt first." Ajeng.

Begin exciting activities of children and fathers in the bathroom. What was just a foot wash, now Khansa's tiny body is soaking wet, even the child is now playing in the bath, while Mathew is gritting his teeth.

Ajeng shook his head when he entered the bathroom again, a scene that made him hold back the feeling of anger and happiness, finally only a breath came out.

" Don't be long, it's night."

" Yes mama, it's done." Mathew lifted Khansa's tiny body, wrapped it in a towel and then carried her out of the bathroom.

He deftly replaced Khansa clothes that had been prepared by Ajeng.

" It's pretty, papa's son."

" Ayoo, we'll be bobo soon. Mama is staying."

Mathew took Khansa to the top of the bed, hugged her while patting her gently bok*ng Khansa. That's how Mathew usually put his son to sleep if left overtime by Ajeng.

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Azzura and Azzam that night were fussy, because Rayyan had not yet returned home.

Rayyan's departure from a good day to meet clients from Japan, until late at night has not returned.

" Well, where are you?" Mira tries to contact Rayyan.

The contact turns out to be doing a test drive on the streets for the test of the motorbike that will be produced by a Japanese company that will work with the Johan group, it means the company will also market it. So Mr. Yokomoto asked Rayyan directly to try and give a direct assessment on new products that have been designed, but have not dared to produce because it has not been tested.

" Mas Mathew, is it the same as Rayyan?" Mira's panicked voice rang out, until Mathew got out of bed.

" Hadn't she come home yet?"

" Not yet."

Mathew was confused, the meeting with Mr. Yokomoto should have finished this afternoon when he finished also meeting with Nathan and Alex.

Then where is he?

Mathew panicked, but he tried to calm down.

" Let me check in the office."

" Thank you."

Mathew immediately grabbed his jacket, approaching Ajeng who was in the room with Khansa who was asleep.

" Papa's in the office for a minute." His passion for Ajeng.

" What's up?" Ajeng blinked to sharpen his vision.

" Rayyan hasn't come home yet."

Surprised, he looked at the clock on the wall.

" It's 10 o'clock, how come you haven't come home yet?"

" I don't know. Mira panics. I'll go first." Mathew briefly peeked at Ajeng's forehead before passing.

" Be careful pa." Ajeng Message.

Meanwhile, in a big annoyance, Rayyan just finished assessing the new product that will go up production. The cooperation was successful.

" I went straight home Mr. Yokomoto."

" Please."

Rayyan immediately picked up her jacket on the chair of the room where they were meeting.

Rayyan thought the test drive would not be long, but beyond her estimation it turned out to be a lot of shortcomings of the product, so she had to research in more detail and discuss with her clients again.

He walked in haste, reaching into his jacket pocket.

" Geez!" He immediately made a call to Mira's number.

" Well, where are you?" Mira's voice sounded panicked.

" I'm still in Mr. Yokomoto's office. It's just finished, I'm home. Sorry dear, I just gave you the news." Guilt instantly filled Rayyan's heart and mind.

Just got the call closed, Mathew's call came in.

" Where are you, Ray? I'm in the office."

Rayyan felt guilty, it turned out that she was now a search material.

" I just finished with Mr. Yokomoto. This is going home. Sorry to confuse."

" Thankfully. Get home soon, your wife's waiting."

" Yes, this is going to go."

" Met, thank you."

" Of course, now go home. Careful. I'm going home too."

Rayyan immediately drove at full speed, hoping to get home soon and meet Mira soon. He knew he was going to get angry because he had worried his wife, but he also realized it was his fault.

Sure enough, once he entered the house, he found Mira who was standing in the living room.

" Mad." Oh." He immediately scattered Rayyan's embrace.

" I'm home already. Don't cry." Rayyan hugged Mira tightly.

" Why don't you tell me you're home late!"

" I'm sorry, I don't know if it was a long meeting."

Mira took off her embrace.

" The twins are fussy, I'm confused."

" Sorry, sorry. Not so tomorrow."

" I don't think you're getting home late."

" Two times you disappeared without news, I'm afraid!"

Rayyan's memory recalls an incident when she was mistaken for a plane crash a few months ago. Until now he understood that communication was very important.

" I promise you'll tell me that if you go, let's not worry anymore."

" I'm sorry, baby." Rayyan pulled Mira's body, hugging her tightly.

" To dedek yuk's room, mas kangen's the same as them."

" They just slept, from now on fussy! Don't bother, pity her."

" Look at me, I miss you."

" Prepared darling."

Rayyan guides Mira to the baby room.

Open the room door slowly so as not to disturb residents who are already asleep.

But once inside, the sisters immediately woke up and sat down.

" Just go to sleep again. Just wanna see a little shit." Mira spoke while whispering to them then stepped towards the baby box with Rayyan.

" Don't touch!" Mira patted Rayyan's outstretched hand gently and touched one of her children.

Rayyan immediately pulled her hand out of touch.

" Come out!" Mira pulls Rayyan's body out, so the sisters can rest immediately, while the children are asleep.

" Have you eaten?" Ask Mira when they are in the room.

" It was with a client in Mr. Yokomoto's office."

" Want to take a shower."

" Hey'em."

" I'll go ahead." Mira was about to step up, but Rayyan held her back.

" Want to take a shower, let's take a quick shower. You take a break."

Mira nodded. Rayyan went into the bathroom. Mira prepares a dress for Rayyan.

It only took 10 minutes, Rayyan had come out with a fresher appearance.

" This is his shirt."

" Thank you."

After getting dressed, Rayyan caught up with Mira who was already lying on the bed.

" Sleep yuk."

" I'm tired of it."

" It was so tired, but now it's gone, have met a tired-busting panacea." Rayyan hugged Mira.

" Mad." Oh."

" Hmm."

" Don't repeat it again." Mira infiltrates Rayyan's arms.

" I'm sorry."

" Tomorrow no more."

" Tonight Mr. Yokomoto flew to Japan, so inevitably all business must be completed today as well. Know for themselves the Japanese if they work, they value time too much, do not want to give up the opportunity."

" And the chance he could meet mas in person today he used as best he could. Because he said he wanted to see you so hard."

" So mas was taken prisoner with him because of aji mumpung mas."

" Not every day yank. Tomorrow again if you meet this mas ask for time in the morning, so that the completion is not night."

" Work until night is not papa mas, the important news."

" Yes.... Yeah..."

" If I panic, the kids are fussy."

" I'm sorry again."

" The real thing is out again!"

" What?"

" Nyebelin!"

" But ngangenin khan!"

" Hey'em."

" This has met."

" Yes, yes."

" When do you meet me on the other side?!" Rayyan's hands begin to infiltrate behind Mira's front shirt.

" His! Amused tau!"

Rayyan chuckled, then her hand moved down, squeezing something there.

" Oh yeah!"

" It can't be, this is too. So which can?"

" Just go!" Mira put Rayyan's hand on the circle of her body.

" It's just a yank."

" Sleep at night!"

" It's usually just yank night, too." Rayyan Protest.

" Punishment for coming home late, so rations pass!"

" Want to get a reward?"

If this is the case, Mira can do anything other than fulfill the wishes of the husband in return for a reward.

" Jeek." Rayyan cheerful.

" At once but."

" Yes, but no promise."

" Hisss! Always is!"

" How do I keep going?"

" It's up to you!"

" It's really up to the mas.... Hihih." Rayyan giggled.

" It's a bummer! Buruan, so no."

" What is it." Rayyan pretends to be innocent, while Mira is increasingly upset with Rayyan's behavior.

" Number three, I'm not sleeping!" Threat Mira. He started counting.

" One."

" two." Sahut Rayyan, and it was a success to make Mira hunkol.

" MOM!"

" What a darling."

" Nyebelin!" Mira turned around, covering all her body, as if fortifying herself with a wide cloth, but soon the blanket was blurred because of Rayyan's naughty hands.

" Initially it's not so dear, this is not a race so don't use the count."

" This is geh mas teachin' how."

Rayyan turned Mira's body upside down, but Mira stayed with her back to Rayyan. But it's not Rayyan if you give up just because of position problems. Now he is lying docked to Mira's body, making his own body in the same position as Mira, so that he can easily access which part he wants to touch.

Mira squirms, as Rayyan begins to play with her neck and behind her ears, while her hands infiltrate behind the cloth on her front body, slowly but surely, giving a soft touch there, no need to be hard, no need to, but in fact the soft touch has now made the soft to be hard, so that the owner can no longer hold his position due to the naughty hands that move nimble to wake something that should be awake, so that the owner can no longer hold his position, signs that the owner is healthy and normal. Was it? I don't know!🤗

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