IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 79. NGIBBLE

C-ups. Bian kissed Malya and Meeza's forehead alternately. He grabbed his wife's chin, raising his lowered face for the dark brown retina to be seen.

"Allahumma sholli a la sayyidina Muhammad" said Bian when their views met.

Meeza, who had been smiling to see her parents looking at each other, was trying to hug them. However, the distance stretched did not make his short arm quite clenched.

The intelligent brain is too rancid it has its own way so that these two people are not stiff like a statue. Meeza just knocked herself down until Malya and Bian panicked, scrambling to hold her body so as not to fall on the floor.

"Za!" exclaiming the two, Malya held the body while Bian grabbed Meeza's head so as to make their forehead stumbled.

Meeza instead laughed crisply at the silliness of her parents. He even asked Bian to kiss the Mother.

"Ki-ss her, Daddy," whispered Meeza.

"Who are you, poisoned by?" urged Malya to stare sharply, her daughter must have seen things less appropriate there.

"Uncle Andre," meeza cheated, but his disgust made Malya stare and Meeza embrace Bian's neck, fearing his mother would be angry.

Bian just smelled a squash of cheeks like a tomato. Judes's Malya-like face is attached to the girl's ayu if Meeza just keeps quiet like this.

"Out yuk, Al. Many of my guests," said Bian, got up while holding Meeza on his left arm.

The man hung up his right fingers, hoping that Malya would welcome the invitation. Bian's wish is granted. Just as Malya got up and aligned herself, Bian peeked quickly at her wife's cheek.

"Baby, ish. There he is," said Malya, pinching Bian's arm and opening the door.

"It's so pretty, anyway," whispered Bian as he came out first.

Biantara introduced Malya to several colleagues who had never met the mistress of Cakra, including the Guna couple. Some of them have been talking while enjoying a meal at Roby's friend Chris.

"Om, this is Malya ... Unfortunately, he is Om Mahendra and Aunt Naya," said Bian, lowering Meeza who thrashed want to Byby and then introduce the two.

Couple Guna welcomes Malya even though Mahen does not greet. Naya is most enthusiastic about waiting for this moment because Bian is very detailed describing his wife during a visit a few months ago when they took off the flower garden.

"Maa sha Allah, her ayu .. hello Malya, call Naya only. Mas Bian is too polite," said the noble woman who is still very seductive at the age of almost half a century.

"Hi Auntie, you are also very ayu," replied Malya, kissing Naya's helping hand.

The wedding anniversary with a simple thanksgiving is over after a few hours. Bada Asar, Bian escorted the guests to the front of the elevator and when he returned he could not find his wife in the living room. Meeza fell asleep on the sofa with her father-in-law while Mardiah, busy packing lots of extra side dishes and cakes to share with Fathia and security guards in the lobby.

"Al?" call Bian when you cross the pantry.

"In his kayak room," said Mardiah, still busy cleaning up the mess with the maid Bian brought.

Beatrice asks to go home with Chris because she has to see a doctor this afternoon. Bian also stopped going into the room, choosing to take his grandmother to the basement.

A few minutes passed, the groom returned to Malya's unit. The condition of the house is neater than before. EO staff are seen packing their property.

Meeza has been moved to Mardiah's room, it seems the in-laws understand Bian's wishes today.

Geck. Geck. "Al?" call Bian, knock on the door.

Mardiah laughed crisply at Bian's attitude. The son-in-law forgot his status. "Son Bian, why is that? just go in, that's your room," said Malya's mother, still chuckling as she shook her head in surprise.

Bian grimaced, touching the nape with his palm. He forgot, more precisely, fearing that Malya would lash out if she entered without permission.

Slowly, the door of the room opened but he did not meet the figure of Malya there. The sound of gurgling water shower fishing Bian towards the bathroom.

"Al's? my clothes where, hot," asked Bian unconsciously opening the bathroom door.

Beautiful scenery is revealed in front of Biantara. He even now stands leaning on the door frame while crossing and whistling to enjoy the beauty of the hall.

Malya pursed her lips, she pulled a towel and chose to continue changing clothes even though the wild gaze of someone made her hair bristling.

Biantara approached, unbuttoned his three shirt and started rolling up his sleeves. She hugged the heart from behind, sniffing a fragrance she had never smelled.

"New soap, honey? it smells great" whispered Bian, in a raucous voice. He put a kiss on Malya's shoulder that was still open.

"Mas, ish, loose, hard to wear," whined Malya looking in the mirror.

"Attent. I miss you," said Bian still in his original position.

Malya surrenders. He let Bian like that, his heart started to warm. Man returned. Mother Meeza slowly rubbed the head of Bian who gently patted the shoulder.

"Propsy. He said he'd take me out? so no?" malya replied, turning around to face her husband.

Biantara did not answer, he just looked at his wife's moist face after bathing. Malya is very sexy, making the maleness instinct difficult to control.

"Mas," said Malya, began to ruffle in such a way. Her cheeks were hot by the husband's mischievous gaze.

"Bring your passport with you, your suitcase is ready. No need to pack anymore. We go to the Maldives and then we both go, honey. I've arranged everything," said Bian, still looking at the face of ayu in front with a longing gaze.

"Follow me until Tuesday, Mas, can't be careless," replied Malya, caressing a handsome face so that Bian did not feel offended.

"Can kok. Later you will hear yourself from your leader," said Bian began to approach the face of Malya.

"Max .. ehhmmppt."

Biantara treated Meeza's mother very gently. It is believed that he appreciates the woman. The beginning of breaking the fast for Bian, he got it sweet. Satisfied to see Malya panting until her face blushed and now the makeup body is leaning on the chest of her field.

"Why the hell? don't flutter, Al. Afraid of yelling you disturb the rest of mom and dad later," chortled Bian, hugging Malya, gently rubbing her open shoulders.

"Ish, you're this. What to say!" sumpul Malya, unravels her embrace and continues wearing her long robe.

Bian relented, staying away from Malya because the time was not right to knit love.

"I take a shower first. You say yes to mom's dad, Zaza already knows. Not going to start later," he added again.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs. Malya sculpting. She felt like she had not returned to the earth after the action of intermezo the husband.

"Honey. Want again?" seductive Bian saw Malya sculpting, giving a mischievous glint as she opened her shirt until the torn bread was seen.

"Eh! um ... eeeu," muttered Malya.

Blushes. Malya clumsy. His face seemed confused looking for directions out of the bathroom until Bian laughed at his wife's behavior.

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