My husband Gemulai
Bernolstagia
At night has arrived, the residents in the minimalist house just finished dinner together and now they are sitting in the family room while watching television.
"It's late at night, and it looks like I'm gonna have to stay away." Rima Say.
"But, I can't deliver Mami." Said Ema, because this afternoon her mother came by taxi online.
"It's okay, Mommy can order a taxi Online." Rima said to her son.
Ema was silent but then she glanced at her father-in-law who was Focusing on watching a television show.
"Does this please ask you to deliver my dear mother?" Said Ema, to her father-in-law with a tone made as blank as possible.
"Huh, can't. Don't you see if I'm watching a television show." Reject Bondan.
"What's wrong, Mommy can go home alone. Nue." Rima said, smiling gently at Ema and Fika.
"Dad!!" Call Fika, with a firm tone.
"Huh." Bondan turned towards his daughter while grunting in annoyance. "Yes, okay. Chicken village 2 tails." Bondan replied, rising from his seat.
"H, basic calculations!" Fika's murmur, pissed.
"Yes, that's me." Bondan replied, walking towards his room to pick up his sweater.
After a while, Bondan came out of the room and was already wearing an ivory-white sweater.
"Come on!" Bondan to Rima.
"Well, just use my car." Ema handed me the car keys.
"No need, I can use the bike just to be faster." Reject Bondan subtly, then he walks out of the house in the follow by Rima.
"Can you ride a motorcycle?" Bondan asked Rima, handing the helmet to the woman.
"Huh, you underestimated me!" Rima's murmur, then received the helmet from Bondan's hand violently.
"It's good that you can." Reply Bondan, then climb up and start the bike.
You fucking bon-bon! Bumpat Rima in heart, then piggyback behind Bondan.
"Handle, fall later." Said Bondan, before pulling the gas motor.
"Yes." Yeah." Answer Rima, then hold the end of Bondan's sweater on the right and left side.
Bondan who saw it just shook his head slowly, then he pulled the motor gas.
Nggggggggg
Consider it the sound of Dad's motor. 😆
"Handle! Later you fall" Reply Bondan a little screamed, because he focused on driving his motorbike.
"No way!" Reject Rima.
You stubborn. Bondan's mind is upset, and Bondan is forced to slow down the speed of his motorbike for the safety of the woman in his bonceng.
"Eh, why so slow?" Ask Rima, astonished.
"For safety's sake." Ketus Bondan, holding back the upset since.
"But if the road looks like a snail like this when did it arrive?!" Rima said, hitting Bondan's shoulder a little hard.
"Getch!! So hold on let's get there quick." Reply Bondan, annoyed and slightly turned his face back.
"That's the mode, it's you!" Accuse Rima.
"You are the mode, you want to go along the same path for a long time then you do not want to hold on." Bondan turned Rima's words around.
"Yes, PD is great! Just kind of a handsome." Reply Rima.
"I'm actually pretty." Said Bondan, with a high level of confidence. Rima who listened to Bondan's words only shook her head repeatedly.
Bondan's motorbike drove at a very slow speed, and it made Rima grunt.
"Let's get some spit!!" Grumpy Rima, while holding her waist that already feels very sore.
"Hand hold on." Answer Bondan, kekeh. Making Rima snort annoyed and inevitably he complied with the man's request rather than having to linger with Bondan.
Grep
Rima wrapped her hands around Bondan's stomach tightly.
"It's satisfied!!" Rima Gulp.
"That's a lot of satisfaction, well so dong new pretty." Bondan replied chuckling, as he stroked Rima's hand coiled around her stomach.
"Don't fuck around, Bon!" Upset Rima, when she felt her hand rubbed gently by Bondan.
"It's just one of a kind, we go for a night out while reminiscing." Bondan said with a happy smile, and Rima just resigned to comply with the man's request.
"Remember age! I'm 52 years old, and I don't deserve to behave like an ABG." Rima said, wanting to pull his hand but held by Bondan.
"Bon!!" Upset Rima.
Like their ABG, I'm ashamed of myself. ☺
Give me all the support you can.. 😘😘