My ex-Ipar Candidate

My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTER 286. Angel Temptation


"Why?"


Gian shook his head, his patience is being tested this time. Today was quite blistering, it even really felt piercing the skin. And in these moments, Kalila actually offers fresh wine ice cream that he has enjoyed with Kalila since.


"Why? Gabby ya papa?"


"Fast daddy, honey."


"What is fast? Why gamau?"


"Fasting that Papa can not eat, can not drink until the new azan magrib can, so."


"Well, if you don't eat the same as not drinking will hurt, papa isn't scolded by Mama?"


The plain bead asked with a warm smile, Kalila intended to feed Gian and with her small hands already grasped two grapes at once for him to put in Gian's mouth.


"Eat Papa!!"


"Pppffftttt, Kalila, don't tease Papa dong, honey."


The basis of faith is thin, true Radha said. A man like Gian can-can be with tremendous confidence asking permission so that he is given the opportunity to fill a lecture in the month of Ramadan.


"Wheel? Kalila's not good, Kalila doesn't like to eat alone, Papa."


Please Kalila, the hot day not to mention the thirst that has mastered making Gian as if unable to get through today. His eyes were hot, and his lips had already fused.


"Eat no yes," he said unconsciously while paying attention to the wet lips of Kama and Kalila, if he looked around, it seemed that the fruit was fresher a thousand times than usual.


"It's still a lot, Papa, Mau?"


Not only Kalila, now Kama also offers the fruit. Deliberately taking some with his tiny hands and Gian really can't help but hold back if this continues.


"Said Mama eating fruit is good, isn't it Kalila?" Kama asked for validation from a Kalila, obviously the boy nodded surely and was busy enjoying the wine.


The water content is certainly very fresh, even the chin of both of his baby is now wet. Until when Gian will be strong, why he feels his ordeal is getting heavier.


"Eeum."


Female base, Kalila was enjoying the fruit while moving her body. He was explaining to Gian how good his life was this time, he repeatedly saw the clockwork, and it was still at 1 pm, meaning it was still quite a long time.


"God, why so slow."


The man complained while rubbing his rough face, about to sleep but his throat was very dry. Not to mention since Radha did not go home, where the woman went, Gian thought annoyed.


He was confused to spend time in what way, busying himself by playing with them also he had done. Luckily today did not enter work, otherwise Gian might have made it.


"Aaarrrgghh, Papa wash your face first .. You guys wait here."


Thinking that it might be better, Gian quickly went to the bathroom and rubbed his face. The coldness of the water made him momentarily relieved, deliberately lingering in hope that his throat would be relieved.


The supernatural whispers began to attack him, not because of the demons of course. Because as we know, that in the month of Ramadan the creature will not tempt humans.


"Yahoo!!! Still tired, do I take a shower, yes," he said staring at the bathup on the left side, if seen it seems like it would be a great relief.


And it didn't take long, Gian had already started to strip her of her clothes. Leave it to*********** and she is ready to soak in broad daylight this time.


Humming exactly a virgin, Gian forgot that he was saying goodbye to both of his hearts just for a little while. Temptation in the bathroom turned out to be the same as in front of the refrigerator, Gian need a surprise.


Drinking a lot did not make Gian ready for the day after. The man was already preparing to enter and one of his feet had already felt the coldness of the water.


"Aaaakkkhhhh leganya," he said sighing softly, this is what he meant.


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Chequelek


Damnit damnit!! Having just soaked for a few minutes, Radha came in and disturbed her calm. Gian just stared at his wife at a glance, back closed and enjoyed the fresh sensation of the water.


"Sister!! Do not macem-macem deh, do not know not berendem gini, makhruh pak Ustadz, how the hell."


Who is the real speaker, if the situation is this way, it would be better if Gian stopped being an impromptu ustadz according to Radha.


"Hot, honey .. The sun's fighting, I'm not strong."


He whined, as if he was feeling endless suffering. Radha just shook her head to see her now exactly beaver husband.


"Good tree, why is this so reckless!!"


Gian is still the same, no matter in the room or anywhere else. Where he takes off his clothes, there is also where his clothes lie.


"Back and go back really, Ra, than Brother drinking like this."


No one's mending, Aerospace. All the statements he made himself to make what he did were the right thing.


Radha sighed softly, but her husband had woken up enough in the afternoon, not to mention spending quite a long time in the bathroom and now she was back in the bathroom again.


"Good game, void of knowledge if the fast is like this," said Radha did not want to lose, it's only natural during the trip home from Caterine feeling uncomfortable, it turns out because of this.


"And the water is not drinking, cancel from where?"


Super ngeyel even though Radha is already this sorry, asking Gian to fast is the same as teaching SD children. And this was not just one time, the year before he was the same as this.


So much drama when a few days at the beginning of the fast, and as a wife, Radha only hopes God will strengthen her patience.


"It cannot be my dear, any science from which to teach this."


There is no real science, Gian does his origin without any other consideration. As long as he felt this was something that could be a way out, why not, he thought.


"Ck, five more minutes," he bargained as well as he did and Radha again was only able to sigh slowly, you brash man.


"You stop now, or I sleep at Papa's tonight."


The super threat that succeeded made Gian open his eyes wide. He stared intently at Radha, Gian did not like the threat, and indeed it made him unable to dwell.


"That's dong, the towel."


Radha pulled the corner of her lips when her husband moved, although it had to be in a way that seemed disrespectful, it was okay for Radha occasionally.


"Where are you from? Long gone," Gian scolded while wrapped around the towel on his plate, a little relieved because now his body is not that hot.


"Kan Dakar said, want to look at Aunt Hulya," Radha said softly.


"Hulya? Why her?" asked Gian without mentioning aunt frills like his wife.


"Tante Hulya is pregnant, aaaarrrggghh I'm so happy!! Om Randy must be very happy, sister," said Radha as if she had forgotten if she had been upset with her husband.


"What's? Get pregnant!! Widih, cool also that Om-om, Hulya really want to be impregnated by Randy, huh?" His hard lips began to act, instead of being grateful to doubt Randy.


"It's her husband, the question of sister's apasii."


"Why are you angry, you want to get pregnant too? Kama same Kalila already deserves a sister like her," said Gian without sin while shuffling his hair.


"Why so me, well not before, Brother do not think of a misunderstanding, people only love good news doang."


Gian chipped, looking at his wife who now walked first after picking up her clothes. "She's why, anyway" Gian shook his head slowly, when what he said was no harm, thought the man.


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