Married Three Breeding Widow
Don't Want to Hold It Again
Abhimanyu went straight into his room as soon as Juwita left, going into the bathroom only to punch the mirror as an emotional outlet.
"Fvck, fvck, fvck!" Abhimanyu banged hard on the edge of the sink no matter it made his hand hurt. "Shiits! Shiet! Shiet! FVCK!"
He should not have said that word. The phrase 'I love you' is already problematic enough and keeps Juwita away from him but this damn mouth is even raving about more dangerous things!
"Surely he won't want me anymore." Abhimanyu punched the wall again and again, ignoring the blood dripping on his hands. "Akh!"
The pain from the tantrum is also an emotion that is released at least a little to make Abhimanyu calm. The kid who is obviously considered troubled and super duper crazy is now just taking a cigarette out of his pocket, sitting leaning against the wall like a real loser.
"Udah can't back down" murmured Abhimanyu. "Gue said it now so it's impossible to back down."
Ranting about Papa should just get divorced so that Juwita with him is really not sane. Juwita's eyes were too clear. He no longer considered Abhimanyu as something he needed to care about.
Then ... You don't have to cover it up anymore, do you?
Everything was. Everything he has been holding up all this time.
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Adji felt a little surprised today he came home without being welcomed by his wife. The kids look fine downstairs so Adji isn't too worried but Juwita's absence when she's usually around is troubling.
After kissing, greeting and promising to play for a while with the kids later, Adji goes straight up. Pushing the door open, as expected, found Juwita on the bed.
"Dear." Adji closed the door, locked it. "You why? It hurt?"
Banyu did not contact when usually he could not calm down if Juwita was sick. But when Adji comes near the bed, Juwita suddenly pulls him, kissing Adji in a hurry.
Adji was surprised. The marriage relationship and Juwita have passed the age where his wife is shy, but Adji believes Juwita never to immediately pounce on him once home.
Although Adji still returned the intense kiss with pleasure.
"My feelings alone," whispered Adji on his lips, "or behind you are aggressive again? You cravings? Pregnant?"
Juwita pinched her stomach upset which was actually reciprocated by laughter.
"Why did I kiss you? Love me."
Adji rubbed his wife's head gently. "I know I don't like it, but I won't. The story itself is ready."
"It's not the right time, Baby," whispered Adji refused but **************** provocative waist Juwita. "Mas promised to play with the boys first."
"I know." Juwita instead licked her neck, leaving a pleasant hard bite. "Mas."
Adji swallowed by euphoria. The man never hated how Juwita ate it around every corner.
"Mas."
"Yes," Adji answered with great difficulty. "Yes, Baby?"
"I love you."
Adji groaned, feeling his passion soaring to the top due to that sweet whisper.
"I love you, Mas. I love you. I love you."
Adji jerked Juwita's back at her, looking at her face, her eyes, her expression while trying to unite themselves.
"Say it again" said Adji in a comfortable hoarse voice in the ear.
Juwita puffed her arms around her neck and gave a more seductive whisper. "I love all of you, especially that one."
Adji bit Juwita's chin as their bodies fully fused gently. "This one?"
Juwita opened her mouth, about to let out her satisfaction when suddenly the door was knocked.
"How long! He said he promised to play!" shout Lila.
Adji shut Juwita's mouth with his kiss. "Stang," he whispered a little. "Main cepet, no pa-pa?"
Juwita just nodded along with them hearing Cetta's voice calling her sister down, because 'Papa is bathing'.
The child may understand why Adji did not answer even though his son shouted.
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