Let's, Divorce

Let's, Divorce
Part 138's


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Another in the capital, certainly another with those outside the city. A married couple who are living the beauty of a household ark as long as corn is certainly sweet as if the world is in their grasp. Mobile phones in Silent, Villa without others added to the cold that increasingly makes them want to keep repeating and repeating what has been done. Like there is no boss, the man continues to pull the body of his halal woman to be enjoyed every inch without anything being missed.


Lengu haN and Des Ahhanya continue to be simple with each other which is now no longer on the bed room, but penetrated wherever Andra wants, for example at this time.


Couples who are in control of biRahii are tireless to do something fun. Starting from the living room until now moved to the area near the terrace next to the Villa.


The more wild the treatment Andra, the more it feels also other sensations when returning to berciNTaa.


"Wait, honey, please," whispered the man who was preparing to spew love lava back at the height of the release.


Viana who had been limp due to the overwhelming battle they just nodded slowly without opening her eyes, her hands were squeezing the innocent back of the husband but a flood of sweat on it.


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Not in the room, but they woke up in the morning before noon in the living room exactly above the sofa bed in front of a large TV that lit up.


In a state of not using anything but a thick blanket, Andra wriggled with a position still hugging his wife.


Viana who looked very tired was so difficult to open her heavy eyes that Andra laughed at the expression of the wife.


"Do not wake up if you are still sleepy, it's okay," he whispered, which even tightened the embrace.


Which husband does not like and likes to stick directly to the skin with the skin, rarely are they like this because usually he and Viana will immediately clean up considering will wake up many times afterwards to make milk.


"We'll be home in the afternoon, okay?" viana muttered still with her eyes closed.


"Tomorrow!"


The unexpected answer immediately made the chuby-cheeked beautiful woman wide open defeated by her drowsiness.


"Why, will he promise one night and two days?" he was confused because he remembered the time for them to leave.


"No, I want two days and two nights" Andra said without feeling guilty.


"What then? but --, "


Andra who did not want to start the morning with the babble of the wife, immediately silenced the sweet lips of the woman. A deliberate kiss in the interior for Viana to quietly enjoy. What should happen was repeated without coercion let alone rebellion because both of them were both lost and teraNGsAan9.


And sure enough, Andra did not go home as planned because of his intention today instead they will spend time outside for halal courtship.


"I don't have any clothes," said Viana, whose clothes were taken out yesterday because the man only wanted the woman to wear Lingerie or swallowAjanG. New sensations are difficult to repeat and good they are already HALAL.


"Pake to come home tomorrow, we will buy," replied Andra while wearing her jacket while Viana still ruffled her waist to hold her upset.


"Come, Mom. What else?"


"Emang at the waterfall there are selling clothes?" ask Viana.


Not quickly tidied up as ordered by her husband, Viana who was upset immediately invited war by pursuing the father of one child. Fortunately, only the two of them were in there and that was the purpose of Andra asking the Villa guard and manager for a holiday. They will be free to do anything, free to express and certainly free to also berciNtAa with all kinds of styles and places at will without any feeling of fear of sounding let alone looking at others.


Viana screams and laughter as if unpretentious to the outside of the room, do not ask the shape of the middle room now what because the sofa cushions are scattered on the floor.


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Wearing clothes to go home, Viana and Andra go for a walk today, there will be several places they will stop by including snack gardens and culinary centers.


After two days of draining energy by digging for pleasure in the heaven of the world, now is the time to spoil their eyes, stomach and tongue with all the beauty and excitement in the city they are visiting. Although lying feels if as happy as anything at this time there is still less because there is no Prince.


But it's true that Andra said, if their departure now is not going to make both of them stamped into bad parents, because for those who understand the position of Andra and Viana now they are very supportive of this.


It is not easy to be a young parent because of early marriage, the ego that is still in power and the ambition that continues to stir is often the reason for the provocation of emotions to lead to misunderstandings, advances and the worst is fighting.


This time, Andra just wanted to invite Viana to unwind and tired from all the college assignments and all the Prince's equipment along with a row of milk bottles. Surviving to stay sane by bearing the status of students and parents is actually quite heavy they run, he said, but if you remember their purpose of being married is once in a lifetime and happy every second all seems to pass you by.


"Would you stop by for a snack, Mom?" bargain Andra as her luxury car stops at a red light.


"Hem, no. But I want to buy a drink" replied Viana whose throat suddenly dried up need something refreshing.


"Let's go to the minimarket."


"No, I want fruit juice, mango or avocado, Dadd."


"Every Miss Bramasta," replied Andra who immediately made Viana blush in shame.


When he was called like that, it was as if Viana was being made aware of the fact that he was now the son-in-law of a wealthy family who was quite influential in this country. Although not a group of conglomerates but at least Bramasta is quite well known and respected.


The car that drove at a moderate speed was finally stopped at one of the usual roadside fruit juice and ice shops. No matter what they still want to share with small traders


And as always, only Andra will come down and buy what his wife wants. He always spoils Viana while being able to to the maximum extent that he can, because the shadow when the woman gave birth to his child to bet his life will not be comparable to everything he did, because the shadow of when the woman gave birth to her child will not be able to compare with all that he did, it is evident that the pain cannot be shared and enjoyed together.


"Bang, his avocado juice is one yes," Andra's message to an adult man who was opening the fruit.


"Yes, Mas. An avocado?"


"Hem, same mango juice is also one, but---,"


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But the ice cubes are a little without sugar and milk...