My employer, my husband
Creak Bed Sister Lift

Tok .. tok .. tok!

"Mas Arga, please open the door. It must be Mona," said Risa to Arga, her husband who was playing a mobile phone while lying on the sofa. While Risa herself is busy taking care of her one-week-old baby daughter.

"Ah, fine." With a slightly irritated look on his face, Arga got up from his position. He walked towards the main door while carrying his favorite hape.

Chequek!

The door opened and there was a beautiful 20-year-old girl named Monalisa or commonly called Mona. Risa's foster sister.

Mona smiled sweetly when she found out who was standing before her. A handsome man, white and has a perfect body shape.

Arga also returned Mona's smile while looking at the girl's appearance. His tall body was as tall as some parts that seemed more prominent and made the eyes of any man could not bear to not glance at him, including Arga. The mini chiffon dress she used managed to add a sexy impression to the girl.

"Mas Arga, is Risa's mom?" ask Mona to make small talk.

Arga was shocked. "Ah, yes! Comein, Mona. Your mother is inside. Again and again Lily who just finished bathing," replied Arga while opening the door of her house wider again.

"Well, really? Hmm, must be nice nih ponakan Aunt," said Mona so enthusiastically entering the modest house of Arga and Risa.

After Mona enters, Arga immediately follows the girl from behind and walks to the main room, where Risa is busy dressing her tiny baby.

"Risa, this is Mona. He has come" said Arga, half-calling for his wife.

"Ah, yes. Just come in, Mona. Ma'am in the room" said Risa from inside the main room.

"Well, Mona. Come inside." Arga invites Mona to enter the main room, her room with Risa.

"I go in first, Mas" Mona told Arga, who was still standing in the doorway.

"Yes." Yeah."

After Mona enters the room, Arga returns to the television room and falls on the sofa as before. Coincidentally that day was a Sunday, where Arga could relax in his house.

"Mbak Risa," said Mona while sitting next to Risa who is still busy with her baby.

Mona turned her head for a while with a smile and then refocused on her baby.

"Mr. Ma'am not mad, am I staying here for a while? Before I get the job, I can help Ma'am take care of Lily" Mona said while watching Risa's expression. His foster-sister.

Risa smiled thinly. "Who is angry, Mona? After all, I told you that you're going to stay with us for a while."

Mona breathed a heavy sigh. "But I feel bad, Ma'am. Later I even added the burden of Mas Arga. The cost you guys are spending will be more and more because I live here," said Mona who seemed to go awry.

Risa smiled again then looked at her foster sister carefully. "Don't you think about that. Ma'am has told Mas Arga and Mas Arga does not mind at all," replied Risa.

"Oh, yeah, Mona. You should put your luggage into an empty room next to the nursery. You can sleep there now" said Risa.

"Ehm, okay. Besides, I also want to change clothes because this dress is hot and makes you sultry," said Mona with a small laugh showing the mini dress of chiffon cloth that she is currently wearing.

Risa smiled wryly without wanting to chimed in the words of her foster sister. Actually Risa was a bit uncomfortable because Mona's clothes at that time were too minimal for her. But he hesitated to tell. Afraid Mona would take offense.

Mona stepped out of Risa's room then turned her head to the right and left, looking for the location of the empty room that Risa just said. Arga noticed that. He got up from the couch and walked over to Mona.

"What's up, Mona?" ask Arga.

"Said Risa my room is next door. Which side, this or this?" ask Mona while pointing towards the two rooms on the right and left side of the main room.

"Oh, that. Here, let me take you." Arga grabs a tote bag containing Mona's clothes and leads her to an empty room that Risa has prepared for her foster sister.

"This is your room. Deliberately given close to our room. So, if you or Risa need something, you just call" explained Arga while opening the door to the room.

"Oh, thank you very much, Mas Arga. Sorry, it's been a hassle" Mona said as she followed Arga's steps who had now entered the room and then put Mona's carry-on tote bag on the nightstand.

"That's your private bathroom and this ...."

Arga was cool to explain the various facilities in the room. However, Mona seemed uninterested. He could not stand the dress he was wearing and wanted to take it off immediately.

Sure enough, Mona ungainly took off her dress. But he knew that Arga himself was still in the room. Accidentally Arga turned around and now his gaze was on Mona who was only wearing dallam clothes to cover her private areas.

Arga was glued with round eyes. That smooth white skin was clearly plastered before his eyes. What a beautiful sight. Moreover, the large spongy circle looks so challenging to touch.

"I'm sorry, Mas Arga. I can't stand it anymore" Mona said without feeling the slightest bit awkward.

Arga swallowed his saliva. His great desire for **** is now growing. "Don't stand it, you mean?"

"Gerah, Mas. This dress is of poor quality. Dipake is hot. Look, my body is all sweating" he said, noting the sweat droplets coming out of each side of his smooth skin.

Again Arga swallowed his saliva. Eagerly he pounced on Mona and enjoyed that sexy and smooth body. Especially now that he is fasting. Risa could not serve herself in bed because she had just given birth to their first baby girl.

Arga touches his risen junior and is ready to fight in a few rounds, unbeknownst to Mona. After waking up, Arga immediately resigned and pleaded from the room.

"Ehm, I'd better get back. Maybe Risa needs my help right now. You rest! If you need anything, call me" said Arga stammering.

"Alright, Mas. I also want to take a shower. There's no way I'll take a bath with Mas Arga, I'll get mad at Risa with me." Mona laughed softly. "Sorry, Mas. I'm just kidding, don't put it to heart, yeah!"

"Ehm, it's okay." Arga rushed out of the room to avoid anything unwanted.

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