Marrying for Threats
episode 220 (S2)
Ziko could no longer condition her hands. Zira immediately began to panic at the owner of the hand.
" Darling I told you that being pregnant can't be related." Zira said slowly.
" Who's related I'm just massaging." Said Ziko practicing professional massage.
" It's up to you to do it. What matters is not to mess around." Zira said to her husband.
" You can be quiet. Don't disturb my concentration." Ziko sok focus. Zira knew it was just her husband's plan to hold her body.
" What about the massage I did?" Say Ziko again while still gently massaging her Wife.
" It's very nice of my husband. You do have the talent of being a plus-plus masseuse." Zira insinuates her husband.
Ziko stopped her massaging and already took off her clothes.
" What do you want?" Zira said quickly because there was something strange about her husband's behavior.
" I'm overheated." Said Ziko casually while scolding his wife. Zira held his chest. There was a sense of calm when her husband said it was overheating. Although she was still amazed by her husband. Because who feels the true sumuk himself, maybe because of the pregnant factor he thought. But she thought that her husband was going through the same thing. Ziko also once told him that he also craved.
A few minutes later, Ziko opened her pants in front of her wife.
" Don't tell me your feet are too hot." Zira began to panic.
" Yes my body is a little hot. Do you want to cool my body." Ziko said in a made-up way.
" Just get in the fridge must be cold." Zira ketus. She knew all just her husband's wits by playing it like that.
" Oh so you don't love me anymore huh. As a couple, we should complete. When I get hot you give me a cool atmosphere with your body hugging. And when you're cold I'll give you warmth." Ziko said quickly.
Ziko had already wrapped her hands around his wife's body. The body that he had longed for. Her cute body was compared to her body, and she had already started doing her stunts.
" Dear pr we're done." Zira said while pointing at her stomach. Withholding Ziko's actions.
" Hemmm this is another pr. And it's gonna be over tonight." Ziko quickly dropped the blanket on the floor.
Ziko was active there. He did it with gentleness. He did not want to hurt his wife and child. So when he's already made his pr. He ended immediately. Without having to have another formula.
The night was getting late the couple were still chatting about everything. About their relationship that was once on the cutting edge. And they also talked about their child candidates.
" Later if our baby is born who will give it my name." Ziko said quickly.
" Eh, that's not okay. We'll make it together so we'll have to be together in naming." Gerrutu Zira fast.
" No, I don't want you involved in naming. It must be the name you love Zonoh, Zokoh and Zorrok. There is no true name if you love." Ziko said quickly. They can argue with only a small problem. Despite arguing, they will quickly improve again. Not with the past. They argue not because of trivial problems. But they argue because of heart problems. The heart is not yet clear of its existence and now it has found its place. Suddenly there was a voice in the middle of their debate.
" Dear why are you?" Ziko quickly held his wife's stomach.
" My stomach is another concert." Zira said quickly.
" What music concert?" Ziko said in the atmosphere.
" Stop rock music concerts." Said Zira while displaying her fingers like a rocker boy.
" So what should I do if your stomach's a concert." Ziko was confused. I don't know why he forgot something. Zira patted his forehead.
" What mom? That's Mang Kardi?" Ziko was confused.
" aih's. Why should I have to go to Kardi." Zira ketus. Mang Kardi is their gardener and in his mind Ziko if his wife is cravings and wants mang Kardi who takes food for his wife.
" What is dong?" Ziko said again.
" I want maem." Zira said slowly.
" Owh's looking for me." Ziko said again.
Zira pinched her husband's arm. She is gemes with her husband who suddenly lola is loading old. Ziko grimaced in pain while getting a pinch from his wife.
" You don't speak a language I don't understand." Grutter Ziko while holding his exhausted arm in the pinch.
Zira wants to indulge with her husband, so she mentions the word meal with the language of a child.
" I want to eat." Say Zira again in English.
" Do you want eek." Ziko said quickly. He pulled his wife's hand into the toilet.
" Hey I don't want to eek or poop. I want to eat, eat the same as mamam, maem and eat. That's not knowing. What if our son was born and he kept asking for food at that time I was not home. What are you gonna do with our son." Zira said quickly.
" Yes because I don't know and understand the language of children. Maybe I just got laid. I give you the silent toy." Ziko said quickly. Ziko could speak English but somehow suddenly when his wife spoke a foreign language she thought she was still using a strange language.
" I'll bring you some food." Say Ziko steady while going down the bed
Zira came down from the bed. She also wants to go to the kitchen with her husband.
" Stop you don't get down from here. Let me bring you and our baby food here." Ziko said while peeping at his wife's stomach.
" I don't want food in the kitchen. I want to eat an omelet with fried onions on it and hot rice." Zira said imagining the food would have gone down her throat.
" Good baby, I'll command Mr. Budi who makes it." Said Ziko quickly while holding the handle of the door wanting to get out of the room.
" Dear I want the one who cooks the egg. Would you be the father so much better if the food is concocted by your hands. To let his affection flow into our child's body." Said Zira spoiled.
Ziko widened her eyes. Because for a lifetime he had never cooked let alone turn on the stove.
" Dear if I ask for help, sir, can't you?" Ziko was confused.
" No, you have to learn to be a father who can be everything. Don't all rely on helpers. Sometimes you have to learn hard." Gerrutu Zira fast.
" But baby, I can't turn on the gas stove." Said Ziko slowly.
" Can you light a candle?" Zira said quickly.
Ziko nodded her head quickly.
" If you can't use a cooking gas stove just use candles." Said Zira origin. He only made a parable of candles and a gas stove could equally give off a hot substance.
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