I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Getting naughty

“Honey, tonight I will be home late,” said Kenan.

Hanin nodded with eyes still serious on Kenan's chest. Hanin is wearing a tie.

“Mad Marcel is still out of town?” ask Hanin.

Later that night, Kenan will indeed attend the business expo and will take Marcel there like he promised Misya the other day.

Kenan. “Still, so he asked me to accompany his son.”

“Kok any kid that age likes business? usually children of that age are happy to play with children his age, hanging out, kongkow-kongkow that. This is even fun playing with the fathers,” said Hanin confused, because people who like the business are usually adult men even approaching old.

Kenan laughs. “There you are, dear. I used to be like Marcel. I like to play with Papi's friends, exercise and talk to papi friends who have been fathers."

“Means you are old before the time,” ledek Hanin.

Later, Hanin's hand patted the husband's chest, signifying that the tie had been fitted perfectly.

Kenan wrapped his hands around Hanin's waist and attached the wife's body to her. “Eatya daddy James would love a daughter-in-law like me. I'm every parent's dream son-in-law.”

“Ish, proud of yourself,” Hanin again, while releasing the hug and going out of the room to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Kenan followed his wife's steps behind. “You should also be proud dong. Anyway, if your parents are still alive, they will also definitely like me.”

Hanin smiled and looked back. “See aja.”

Kenan was upset and walked quickly, then swiftly carried Hanin.

“Ah.” Hanin was surprised that he had already soared into the air, laughing. “By, where do I take it?”

“Ke room, abis very cute anyway.”

Hanin laughed at the annoyance of the husband who had prided himself in front of him, but his reaction was even ordinary and impressed.

“Ih, you'll have bad luck.”

“Biarin.”

Instead of taking Hanin to the room, Kenan justu sat her down on the television room sofa. Kenan clocked there while wrapping both hands in the stomach of the wife. They faced without distance.

Then, Kenan brought his lips closer to Hanin's rancid lips and wanted to****** those lips.

“By, no Bi Lastri.” Hanin held back Kenan's chest.he glanced at Lastri who occasionally glanced at those who still wanted to make out.

Kenan took his breath. He was upset because this apartment was not as comfortable as when they lived together first. Even before Lastri lived here, he freely did anything to his wife including having Hanin cook with only a bikini. But what power, he currently needs Bi Lastri to take care of his beloved wife.

“Already, there depart!” Hanin patted her husband's chest again.

“Good.”

Then Kenan stood up. Hanin stood up as well. He glanced towards Lastri who was no longer within their reach. Then, Hanin quickly kissed a glimpse of Kenan's lips.he smiled and walked quickly to the kitchen.

“Tuh right! Your camera asks me to eat.”

Hanin looked back with his tongue out. At this time, it is actually he who likes to prank Kenan, whereas previously Kenan who always worked on it.

Now, Kenan and Hanin sit face to face, enjoying breakfast.

“Awas yes, later tonight I reply. Don't sleep before I go home!”

Hanin smiled as he chewed the food in his mouth. “If you come home at night and I'm sleepy. I had to sleep first.”

“Ck, bummer,. Wait for my revenge later tonight,” said Kenan with a grinning smile while staring anxiously at his wife.

“Who is afraid?”

****

It was getting dark, Kenan deliberately invited Vicky to the event. They also picked up Marcel.

“There really isn't a Missya, right?” ask Vicky while driving.

Kenan sat down next to Vicky. “Ngga. if he exists, I will not want to pick up his son.”

Vicky nodded. “Gue kirain's. Don't play with fire, Ken! later you burn.”

Kenan looked at his best friend. Now they talk as friends not assistants and bosses.

“Do whatever I play fire,” replied Kenan.

“Ya you used to love Misya.”

“Oh, yes? Mami said it was to Misya. What is it about ge-er an?” ask Vicky not to believe it.

Kenan shrugged his shoulders. “Ngga know, more precisely I do not care.”

“But if it turns out that Misya to ge-er an and ngedeketin you, Gimana? Will Hanin not be jealous and run away again?”

Kenan turned towards Vicky with a cold face. He didn't want anyone to say Hanin would run away from him, because just imagining it he couldn't.

“As far as it's right he wants to deletin me, the important thing I don't want,” replied Kenan coldly. “Partially if now I nemenin Marcel, it's already with the approval of Hanin.”

“Good then. I'm just worried, 'cause what I see, you're so fucking hanky with Hanin. I can't imagine if your jealous wife keeps running away again.” Vicky laughs.

“Rese lu!”

Vicky laughed again.

Then they reached the house of Misha and Marcel was waiting for their arrival.The boy stood at the gate of his house. Then, enter Kenan's car and leave together.

In that place, they were engrossed in chatter and chat. Kenan admits that Marcel was smart, a lot of things that the boy knew. It was enough to make Kenan and Vicky can continue to talk to the responsible child.

For almost an hour, they were in that aara area.

“Cel, are you hungry?” ask Kenan.

Marcel megangguk's. “Iya, Om.”

“Alright, we ate there yes.” Kenan pointed to the dining area in the area.

Before long they sat on the dining room, Kenan immediately pulled out his phone. He wanted to call Hanin with a video call.

Dretc ... Dretc ... Dretc ...

There, Hanin was sitting on the sofa watching television, accompanied by Lastri. He saw his phone ringing with the name “Hubby.”

“Hai, dear. again what?” Kenan immediately asked, after the phone screen showed the face of the wife.

“I'm watching Bibi again. Here!” Hanin pointed his phone at Lastri and the television room.

“Honey, wait for me yes. Don't sleep yet!”

Hanin laughs. “Iya.”

“By the way, you again what? How was the show, exciting?” ask Hanin.

“Ngga exciting because there is no you.”

“Gombal.”

Kenan laughed, and next to him Vicky was like throwing up looking at his best friend like this.

“I again ate the same Vciky and Marcel.” Kenan showed the faces of Vicky and Marcel there.

“Hai, Han.” Sapa Vicky on the camera pointing at her.

“Hai, aunt.” Marcel also greeted Hanin and smiled.

“Hai also.” Hanin replies to Vicky and Marcel.

Then the phone's kemera came back to Kenan. “You've eaten, honey?”

“Udah.” Hanin nodded. “Yes, be careful when you go home. I'm waiting for your punishment.”

Kenan smiles. “Basic naughty.”

“Ups, there are minors,” said Vicky glanced at Marcel who was busy eating, because he heard the video call became the event kemesuman this couple.

Then, Kenan ended the phone call with a kiss.

“Basic bucin,” said Vicky who was upset to see Kenan and Hanin like a dating abege.

“Ngiri lu,” led Kenan.

“Not irrigate, but shy there is bocil.” Vicky again pointed to Marcel sitting next to him.

“Ngga what is it, Om. I'm used to it, because Papa's time is still there as well as that to mama,” said Marcel.

Instantly Vicky fell silent and frowned. It could be that now Misya is like a nervous pursuit of Kenan, even though the late Excel used to adore him.

Meanwhile, Kenan's expression was inversely proportional to Vicky's. He just looks ordinary and does not care, because Kenan only wants to quickly go home and punish his wife who is getting naughty.