I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Naughty Mommy's son

Kenan accompanied his wife in the kitchen. Hanin deliberately cooked rawon beef, her mother-in-law's favorite. They were preparing dinner, while Rasti was resting in this newlyweds room, because this apartment did have only one room.

"Ken, it's about delicious, isn't it? I've never made this meal before" said Hanin, who relies on youtube to cook her mother-in-law's favorite meal, according to the husband.

Hanin boiled the meat and cow's hoes, while Kenan helped Hanin peel the onions.

"It must be delicious" Kenan replied as he rubbed his sore eyes several times.

Hanin turned his head towards Kenan who was standing right beside him. She smiled at her husband's willingness to help her in the kitchen. Hanin hugged Kenan from the side, both of his arms tightly hugging the husband's waist.

"Here, I'll prepare the roof. Poor thing, until sad like this," ledek Hanin, while rubbing Kenan's watery eyes.

Kenan smiles. "It's not the first time I've wiped an onion, honey."

Kenan took Hanin's hand and kissed her. "When I went to LN, I used to make my own fried rice, just every time I peeled an onion, it was like this."

Hanin looked up, looking at her husband's face. Really, this man who had become her husband was very much different from Kenan whom Hanin first knew.

"What?" kenan asked, as he caught Hanin's eyes fixed on him.

Hanin smiled. He recalls Kenan's romanticism while protecting himself who wanted to be hurt.

Hanin shakes. "Ngga anything. I can't see my husband."

"May dong, held, touched, kissed also may be," replied Kenan casually.

"Ish, that's what you want." Hanin struck slowly the burly arm he was resting on.

Kenan laughed and Hanin took off the hug. He was about to return to the front of the stove and see a pot boiling meat for almost an hour.

"You're leaving, hug me again!" pinta Kenan with a mischievous look towards the wife.

Hanin shook his head and smiled while keeping his eyes on the pot. "Okay, you're a pervert."

"Hmm, this is asking for dimesumin." Kenan leaves the red and white onions that he wants to put in the blender to mashed.

Then, Kenan immediately approached Hanin and hugged her from behind. Her lips began to trace the neck of Hanin's open tiers as she clipped her hair up.

Hanin raised his head, so that Kenan could freely kiss and bite his neck until the blue purplish.

"Ken." lenguh Hanin enjoyed the sensation when Kenan gave her a kissmark.

Kenan's hands did not remain silent. The two hands squeezed the tensed twin Hanin mountain and traced it to the sensitive part.

"Not wearing it?" asked Kenan when touching the property of the wife who no longer uses pads.

"No, I also don't know why it's so fast, usually not so fast."

Kenan smiles. "He understood that the owner had missed."

"Eum ..." whined Hanin with a spoiled voice.

Without asking for approval from the owner, Kenan fingers slipped playing the wife's property down there, while one more hand still faithfully squeezed the round part on it.

"I miss this," whispered Kenan in a heavy voice.

Hanin bites her lower lip, feeling amused mixed with pleasure due to the act of Kenan's naughty fingers.

"But our room is in Mommy's, '" said Hanin.

"We can do it on the couch." Kenan's eyes pointed to the television room.

"When did Mami leave the room?" hanin asked, doubtful of the idea Kenan offered.

"Not now, but it's the night after Mami falls asleep." Kenan retraced and kissed Hanin's shoulder many times.

Kenan's fingers increasingly aggressively play the property of the wife until Hanin's body shook.

"Ken ... Eum ... already, I want ... Ah."

"Take it off, honey."

Kenan smiles. He really likes the expression of the wife who wants to explode due to the act of his naughty finger.

"Ken .... Gghhh." Hanin held back his groan as Kenan's hand felt something warm wet the finger.

"Ken, you're naughty," whined Hanin with a limp body.

Kenan held back Hanin's waist, so that the woman's body would not fall. He took his finger off and turned the body around. Kenan squeezed Hanin's body with a marble kitchen set.

"You're Flooding, honey." Kenan pointed his finger at Hanin. "It looks like you miss my touch too."

"dtm .... Ken" Hanin whines in shame and hides his face on the chest of the husband's field.

Kenan laughs. He hugged Hanin and one of his dry hands stroked his straight brown hair.

"Hm .... I'm ashamed," whined Hanin in a very spoiled tone.

Kenan kept laughing. "But I like it."

Hanin turned his head to look at Kenan. "Don't like that anymore."

"But you like it, right?" ask Kenan by keeping a smile.

"Hm ...." Hanin pretended to think, even though he enjoyed the touch.

The touch of Kenan's finger that used to harass him. However, he never refused that touch.

"Silent sign likes. I'll do it again, without asking your permission." Kenan loosened his arms and left Hanin to wash his hands, then saw his mother's condition in the room, because when left, Rasti was asleep in there.

"Ish, Ken Ken .... Ugly," Hanin's murmur.

Kenan turned his head towards the wife, after slightly moving away. "You again." his lips smiled cunningly while showing his index finger.

"Nyebelins." Hanin pursed his lips and stared intently at Kenan who continued to pacify him.

Hanin is easily lulled by the touch of her husband. He also cursed that. However, it cannot be denied that the game of Kenan is very melenakan.

Pock

Hanin throws a lime at Kenan. He was upset and saw that something could vanish his frustration at the man.

"Aww ..." Kenan complained when the lime that was still perfectly round hit exactly his head.

"Uuuhhh .. sorry." Hanin grinned, as Kenan turned his body and faced towards Hanin.

Kenan came back to his wife. However, Hanin quickly dodged. He knew he was in danger.

"Sorry." Hanin showed off his teeth. "Sorry not intentionally. Sick huh?"

Kenan turned off the stove. "Seek eaten now." He went back to chasing his wife.

Hanin ran to the dining table. They were chasing each other there.

"I'm sorry, Ken. didn't mean it. You're doing it anyway."

"No, you must be punished now."

"Don't! It's gonna be night."

They were still chasing each other, until Hanin saw Rasti coming out of the room.

"Mommy ..." Hanin ran towards Rasti and took refuge behind her mother-in-law's body.

"What the hell is that? you guys are chasing like children" said Rasti.

"Mommy, her son is naughty." whine Hanin, pointing at Kenan.

"Mistake yourself why wake up a sleeping tiger."

"Easy." Rasti. "Is the cooking ripe? Mommy's hungry."

Kenan and Hanin shook their heads. "Not yet."

Rasti took a breath and shook his head. He saw these two men in the middle of the Kasmaran. Little squabbles, chases, and joking ria, reminding him of a time when he was at their age, along with his idol, Kean.