Lovely Wife
Manure
Davin and Abel were enjoying dinner quietly after straightening up the incident earlier this afternoon. Both of them returned warm after a misunderstanding occurred.
"Abang, why is it so busy now, to call during the day just can not," asked Abel with a spoiled face again
Davin was silent, he could not possibly tell if he was taking care of the process of cancelling Wilson Palm's submission under the auspices of Adiguna Gruop. It will shake Abel's soul again. He will definitely be depressed again thinking about his company's problems. How not, he had to choose a large family of Wijaya who catapulted the name of his palm oil company or family-in-law who might provide many benefits greater than WPH.
"Why dream, not answer?" abel asked, nudging her husband's arm.
"No dear, there are indeed many jobs now we are slowly improving the performance of the company centered here." Davin tried to convince his wife. Abel just nodded.
Davin grabbed Abel's spoon. "Here baby, brother wants to bribe you, let our son be strong if his mommy eats a lot."
Abel was forced to open her mouth because she was spooned by her husband. Little things like this have made Abel happy. Getting more attention from her husband because during pregnancy her husband knew with just his hands, Abel could eat a lot without vomiting.
Either every food that comes from her husband makes Abel appetite without feeling nauseous. It actually feels delicious even though her husband can sometimes only cook a scorched egg. The pregnancy of every pregnant woman is different. Abel enjoyed the first trimester of her pregnancy.
"Abang, when we go to town B, Abel misses Abel's family there" asked Abel as he finished his last bribe.
"Later, if the doctor allows you to go, baby." Davin stroked Abel's cheek trying to encourage his wife. Abel nodded in understanding.
"Tomorrow to come to the office?" ask Davin.
"So dong!" abel replied excitedly.
"You want to do the hell there, honey, want to be a bodyguard brother. If there are macem-macem bothering your brother who advanced first." Canda Davin chuckles.
"Abang geer," replied Abel ketus while pinching her husband's thigh upset.
"Auwwwh pain dear," replied Davin stroking the thigh of his wife's former pinch.
"Abang too! If in the office do not need to be flirtatious, make a hot wife," said Abel.
Davin touched Abel's nose, "If you're a caliph."
"Dragon!"
Abel prepares to hit Davin but Davin hilariously clasps his hand.
"Sweetest, Brother's wife is very jealous anyway added love Brother. Where dare Brother macem-macem." Davin pulls Abel in his arms and showers Abel with a kiss on his crown.
"Yes, let's go to Bang's room. Abel wants to lie down in the same pijitin brother," cried Abel spoiled. Davin got up from the chair holding Abel's hand.
Abel was resting his body on the bed, as his back started to ache lately. Davin sat cross-legged beside his wife. He stroked Abel's flat stomach. Occasionally he kissed his wife's stomach was anxious to imagine if later if it had grown.
"Now please Abang incandescentin," cried Abel. Davin immediately festively feet Abel pressing with his hands. He doesn't know how to massage. He only presses as long as it is seen by Abel in trying to massage.
Abel also understood in her husband's massage as in just holding her legs. Yep! Abel honest foot massage given her husband is very far from comfortable and professional. But because who stepped on her husband made Abel feel relieved there is a sensation of satisfaction of its own.
"Udah is not a pity," asked Davin, tired of massaging for less than an hour.
"Udah, let's go to sleep" Abel replied directly pulling the blanket over his body.
Davin also laid down beside Abel, hugging his wife from behind with his hands stroking Abel's stomach.
"Honey, later if you can ahem-ehem, you want to ask for payment. During the night we fight," Davin whispered in Abel's ear and then kissed the curve of his castle's neck.
"Bag fuck!" Abel shoved her husband's face which was biting his shoulder.
"Udah sleep yuk Bang, tomorrow Abel join Abang to the office," replied Abel struggling because her husband continued to disturb her feel here and there.
"Yes my spoiled mother" Davin replied, stopping his activities.
Abel needed enough rest, restoring his strength to face the thorns.
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