Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
CHAPTER 112 THE TEMPTATION OF BEAUTIFUL BUMIL
"Looks like short hair better, simple..." Sarah pegs her chubby face in front of the mirror.
Raka who was engrossed in checking some documents on the sofa bed room, pretended not to hear.
For a few days now, Sarah has always talked about wanting a haircut. Raka actually really likes Sarah's long hair from the past, so she does not really agree if the wife cuts hair. The problem that has a hair that wants to trim it, the admirer can what, in addition, according to Sarah lately he feels very sultry with long hair.
"Later postpartum, according to the article I read, hair will fall out due to hormonal fluctuations. The term is postpartum loss hair or something..." Sarah's Reason.
"Honey, I also read articles on the internet there is a myth, haircut during pregnancy her child can be why."
"Hush! Indiscriminate." Sarah was not happy.
"Say article, dear..." Raka quibbled, shaking her shoulders.
"Hoax." Sarah combed her hair, then clamped it up lazily.
"Great, baby..hot." Sarah approached her husband.
"This afternoon is still busy, baby?" Sarah was struggling spoiled, hugging Raka from behind.
"Yes, this document must be reviewed first, so papa can sign."
"Oh..."
"Why indeed?"
"I want meatballs, baby..."
Raka knows very well the wife's gurgle if she wants it, then kumat. The prospective papa standby is never willing to debate Sarah, the important thing is his wife is happy and he is willing to obey.
"Yes, stop. Let's just use good, let's order delivery." Raka grabbed her phone. These few months, the app is Raka's best friend to overcome the strange taste of the wife who can suddenly come, no wind no storm.
"I want to eat at the depot. Meatballs brought home are weird." Sarah kissed Raka's cheek a little coaxing.
"But..." Raka stared at a piece of documents that were on the sofabed with nanar
"You stay here..." Sarah smiled slightly, looking at Raka's attitude.
"Then, who's taking you to find who's meatballs?"
"Kan, there's Dea downstairs. After dropping off your paperwork, he's still with mom, talking."
"But you can't go far, you know. Doctor Yogi said this week had to be on standby one, at any time can be out." Raka warns, a little anxious if Sarah is far from her supervision.
"Yes, honey..." Sarah smiled cheerfully, like a bird that had slipped out of its cage. She was saturated for a few days just back and forth in the house, it was there - there was only a warning from her husband.
"Darling, it can't be like this. Honey, we'll be tired, you know...Baby, don't do this! According to anu, the word should not..."
Either the article or the info from where, which affects the prospective handsome papa is becoming possessive and chatty at the end of Sarah's pregnancy. Sometimes his worries become a little overwhelming.
But, Sarah understood him, Raka had never been a papa, so she was so excited about the new status she would hold in a moment.
"Not to the mall, is it?" Raka frowned at his forehead.
"The search for meatballs all the way to the mall, at the end of the complex here is also there." Sarah chuckles, remembering Raka being cheered when she and Dea go looking for ice cream all the way to Pakuwon Mall.
"Remember, your stomach is huge. Later if it is too active, it can be brojol on the road."
"God baby, the people must have signs first said mama. Brojol time carelessly." The words of the husband's warning greeted Sarah's laughter.
"Yes, who knows..."Raka glanced at the wife.
Sarah took a cell phone and a handbag from the table.
"Darling, I'll go first." Sarah kissed Raka's lips at a glance, then soon disappeared behind the door.
Raka just shook her head to look at the behavior of the wife and returned to concentration reading the documents in her hands.
...***...
It was already dark, Raka sat restlessly in the living room, once looking towards the door.
He can't wait for Sarah to come back.
"Take the hell, buy meatballs already three hours have not been back and forth." His complaint.
Sarah and Dea are both inactive.
"He said he wanted to go to the end of the complex meatball depot. Which complex is this?" Raka has a lot of reasons to worry about Sarah. The first because she was again pregnant, the second she still remembered how Sally treated Sarah if she met. Sally can't guess her behavior.
"Darling..."
Sarah's voice disperse the anxiety of Raka, his wife was standing at the door with a face of hers without one less thing, but with a different look. Raka is stunned and fascinated by Sarah's new appearance.
Her hair is short over the shoulders, looking fresh and beautiful.
"Where are you from?" Raka glared, but her frustration immediately evaporated somewhere.
"Ka Sarah uh ma'am Sarah asked to be escorted to the salon for a while.so..."
"That's why aren't all phones active?" Raka grunt.
Mama smiled at her own smile at Raka's rather strange behavior, then left them to finish their business.
"My phone's battery's low sir..." Reply Dea timidly.
"Me too..." Sarah showed a face.
"Times don't carry all power banks, it's a car there's a charge too..."
"Sorry sir..." Dea glanced at Sarah who looked satisfied looking at Raka like a fire beard person. His nosy soul is outrageous.
"Already, I'm wrong baby. Dea doesn't know anything." Sarah gave Dea the code to leave immediately.
"Thank you for being with me, De.. next time we walk again..." Sarah winks her eyes at Dea.
"Nothing else next time!" Raka pulls Sarah's hand from the living room, taking her up to the room without speaking again.
"Darling..." Sarah was bored when she arrived.
"You still angry? I was just kidding.I just wanted to make a surprise..."
Not finished Sarah finished her sentence, Raka turned her back and held Sarah, then a quick and hot kiss gagged her mouth.
Lick his frustration earlier, whether lost where, the rest of my eyes that like just lost the war.
"Akh..you..ini...why?" Sarah could barely breathe.
"You are so beautiful..." Raka can't help herself, seeing Sarah's new appearance.
Her smooth neck and shoulders, usually more often hidden by her long black hair, now look like a stretch of marble.
Raka's passionate kiss was unstoppable, descending from his wife's lips, passing through her neck and resting on Sarah's shoulders still standing in a position of confusion.
"You're very seductive, dear..." Raka Whisper.
Then his hands crept between Sarah's hair and scalp, as if he had forgotten that his wife was pregnant.
"Darling, I'm pregnant." Sarah snorted to Raka.
Raka's face was so sweet and funny.
"Who told you to be beautiful..." His complaint. For almost a month he fasted not touch his wife, because very afraid of intercourse makes his wife uncomfortable, considering Sarah's stomach is very large.
"Darling..." Sarah cupped her fingers on her husband's chin. He slowly pulled her towards his face.
"Want to?" Tempt Sarah while biting her lower lip spoiled.
Raka was really annoyed beyond measure, only able to swallow her own saliva, this pregnant mother was so mischievous and seductive.
(It's naughty bumil, yes.kasian Rakanya😆.
there is no old pregnant mother2 who likes to make her husband a headache like Sarah's neng, but it can be really tuh said the doctor...Friends who are too protective, first pregnant understand not yet experience🤣🤣🤣 Yuk, still kecoin ya couples who immediately want to launch baby handsome tomorrow after this🤗🤭)
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