Impotent Husband

Impotent Husband
PART 39'S


A month passed but there was still no good news from Niko's secretary about Mr. Irwan's current state. Let alone the good news, let alone the news not. And Arsen, her boss and her husband again only said that there was no suitable donor. Then what can Kirana do? Only prayer could he offer in his heart for his father's recovery.


"Eeem, Kiran," Call mama Davina in doubt. The four of them are currently enjoying their dinner.


Kirana who was about to feed a spoonful of rice into her mouth stopped the movement of her hand and put the spoon back on the plate. Her head turned to look at her mother-in-law who was sitting across from her husband. Not only Kirana, Arsen and Papa Haris also turned their heads.


"Yes Ma."


"Mom will ask but no offense."


Kirana nodded. "What do you want to ask?"


"Is there any good news?"


"Good news?" Kirana asked back because she did not understand the question of her mother-in-law.


"Is there any sign?" Mama Davina's birthday but with another expression.


Kirana turned to her husband as if asking the meaning of Mama Davina's words. Arsen who understood immediately answered his mother's question.


"Still not Ma, just pray." Sahut Arsenic.


"Yes, that must be it. Mama will always pray that you are immediately given a baby. So that mama can hold a grandchild soon." Mama Davina chuckles.


Glucose!


Now Kirana just understood the question of Mama Davina. Her mother-in-law wanted her to get pregnant soon. How can she get pregnant while until now her husband alone can not touch her. Although her husband was good at making himself drooping helplessly, but still until now she is still a virgin. Haish, can he still be said to be a virgin girl? But he often gets his release?


"Not to be taken heart of your Mama Ran's words." Papa Haris said that he did not want his son-in-law to feel offended and burdened with his wife's questions.


"Yes Pa, Kirana knows." Kirana tried to smile.


"I'm sorry Ran, I didn't mean to corner you." Mama Davina feels guilty.


"No Papa Ma, just ask for his prayers."


"Yes, let's continue eating." Follow papa Haris.


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Kirana and Arsen had already entered his room. Both of them are currently sitting on the bed. They are silent because they are busy with their own thoughts. Kirana who was busy thinking about her father's current state somehow. While Arsen began to think about his mother's words earlier at the dining table.


The kid? Can he have a descendant? While the combat weapons alone could not stand up straight at all. Then what should he do now? Should he undergo therapy as once advised by the doctor who used to treat him? Haish, the more thought it makes his head dizzy. He never thought of getting there. Let alone the child, just married had not crossed his head. Until he was forced to trap one of his employees to be used as a shield so that he was separated from all kinds of arranged marriages planned by his mother.


"Ehem!" Arsen cleared his throat and it made Kirana turn her head. "What are you thinking?" Tanya Arsen flat. Kirana just shook her head. Arsen immediately took off the clothes attached to his body and threw them on the sofa.


"Open!" Arsen said with a heavy voice.


"Eem, can't we take a day off, sir?"


"You think this is school!" Sentak Arsenic. "Open!"


Kirana m3ndes@h resigned in heart. For a long time he felt bored because he was only used as a toy by his boss. Yes, although honestly Kirana felt satisfied by the action of her boss. But what's the point if he still can't get good news from his father?


Slowly Kirana started pulling the zipper of her dress and then passed her shirt over her head. Now there is a pair of underwear wrapped around the upper and lower body.


"Open!" Arsen said again. Kirana instantly crossed both of her hands in front of her chest. Although the boss had seen his entire body from head to toe and even hidden limbs, there was still some shame. Isn't that natural? Unless the veins have broken off.


"Tu-Master, how about this?" Tawar Kirana's.


"I don't want any objection!" Arsen pulled the cloth of his wife's breastplate.


"Ohhhh!" Kirana was surprised by her husband.


After the cloth escaped from his wife's body, Arsen then moved to pull a triangular cloth bermuda cover the lower body of his wife. And now his wife's body was completely plain without a thread sticking.


"It!" Arsen placed his hands right on his wife's twin hills. "And this!" His right hand moved to the center of his wife's lower body to make Kirana close her eyes while holding her breath. "It belongs to me!" Once again Arsen affirmed his ownership. Arsen brought his face closer to his wife's. "So never forbid me to enjoy it!"


"Yes, sir." Kirana fast. What can he himself be? Hasn't his body been used as a tool for the exchange of losses that have been caused by him? And that means he sold his body and was bought by his boss. I don't know, Kirana doesn't care about anything. He no longer cares about people's judgments about him if one day all his secrets are revealed.


With full resignation Kirana again handed her body that night to her boss to enjoy. And can not be lied to, he would also enjoy the game of his boss.


Arsen looked like a smile of victory. He was always proud of it all for being able to bring his wife to his knees. Arsen slowly started m3nj@m@h his wife's body at certain points. Where is the point of weakness of his wife. And as always, Arsen always started warming up before asking the wife to act, trying to wake her up. After his wife felt tired because her weapon never showed signs of life even though she had felt a twitch in her area, it was only Arsen's turn to act to give satisfaction to his wife in return for the hard work that had been done by the wife.


I don't know how many times tonight Kirana got her release. What is certain is that Kirana already seems to be drooping with sweat that soaks almost all of her body. Do not forget the red marks of kiss marks and Arsenic bites that appear to fill the neck, chest and also the flat stomach of Kirana. It's an amazing work, isn't it? Of course, all of that is a pride for the perpetrator who is none other than Arsenio Abraham.


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