My husband is CEO of Cilok
Farming?

The day keeps changing following my time that runs tirelessly. Two weeks since the incident at the production house has passed. Now, Shasa's condition is much better than before even though his skin has not recovered as before. Cipto sir's home must be retreated because Shasa does not want his family to worry after seeing the state of his feet. Various reasons have been conveyed Shasa so that his parents are not suspicious.

The couple grew more friendly after both revealing their feelings for each other. They had their colourful days in the mansion it was just the two of them. Both ARTs rarely enter the mansion if there is no need, they live in the back of the house.

"Ge, when will my control schedule go to Melia's doctor?" shasa asked when she remembered that the ointment for her leg was running out.

"Still next week, Sha," Geral replied without taking her eyes off her phone screen. Dr. Melia is the best dermatologist in Bandung. Geral took Shasa there after getting recommendations from some of her friends.

After hearing Geral's reply, Shasa turned her eyes back to the television screen that was showing a Hollywood movie. The black bead focused on staring at the cool actors on the television screen while his hands were busy draining the contents of the jar that was on his lap.

"Sha, you finished my snack!" exclaimed Geral when he saw the jar in Shasa's lap empty without the slightest residue.

Shasa gasped when he heard Geral's reprimand. His eyes widened perfectly when he realized that the contents of the jar had moved into his stomach. Without the slightest guilt, Shasa wore a sweet smile before Geral.

"Sorry, Ge! it's good, anyway!" shasa said after putting the jar on the table, "we'll buy it again, okay!" Shasa rubbed Geral's arm gently so that her husband wouldn't mind the snack again.

"Be careful, Sha! Excessive consumption of peas can grow here, you know!" geral said, rubbing Shasa's stomach.

"Neighbor! Where there is so!" kilah Shasa with a view that can not be separated from the face of the husband, "oh, do not you used to be the victim of scolding parents, yes! Surely you believe 'would if eating watermelon kept the seeds ingested, watermelon can grow in the stomach!" kelakar Shasa when he remembered the sentence once spoken by his grandmother.

Geral chuckled after hearing Shasa joking. He became anxious because of it to make him want to tickle the flat stomach of the wife. The sound of laughter echoed in the family room.

"If it wasn't watermelon seeds and peas growing here, then what's growing here?" geral asked as she rubbed the stomach.

"That can grow here baby, Ge!" shasa said as he looked at Geral meaningfully.

"Oh, baby, huh?" Geral looked at Shasa with an indecipherable look, "babies won't grow here, Sha, before we plant the seedlings! you forgot if we haven't planted baby seeds since the incident at the production house?" geral said before drowning his face in the stomach, several times he kissed the wife's stomach lovingly.

Shasa stroked the head of Geral who was lying on his thighs. As much as possible, he had to resist the tingling because he did not want to make Geral disappointed because his activities had to stop.

"Well if someone comes how?" shasa asked as he spread his eyes around her.

"Quiet down! the front door's locked, Miss Narti and the others can't get in here, they're asleep, Sha!" geral said while changing his position to sit.

The Geral hand began to move, touching certain spots even though it had not received approval from Shasa. The hand was agilely dancing on a beautiful hill covered in yellow lacy cloth. Really, Geral was very challenged because of the fresh color of the wrapping cloth.

"I'm resigned, I want to fly over the clouds!" shasa said after feeling a strange tremor in his body.

Geral smiled triumphantly after hearing that answer. Of course, he immediately launched his action in the family room. The sound of a spoiled whimper escaped from the lips as Geral increasingly attacked the sensitive points of the wife.

"Do it carefully, Ge! Don't let my legs get chafed!" Shasa gives Geral a warning before doing anything further.

"Sure, Honey! I know that," replied Geral, opening her shirt.

The process of planting seedlings finally begins after warming up so that the body is not stiff. Growing plants full of love and all the flavors that exist Geral has done in the field of the wife. Some style had been done on top of that white sofa without hurting the wounds that were on Shasa's legs.

Sweat sweat poured down as Geral continued to hoe the field with full force. The sound of the moaning was increasingly echoed when the two reached the top together.

"Thank you, Sha!" geral said with a breath of breath.

There was no answer from Shasa. The woman could only blink her eyes as she still felt the lingering remnants of the release. Her body felt crumpled dimly because of the toughness of the husband in the game. He smiled faintly after finding out Geral was cleaning the field from the remains of spilled seedlings.

"Hopefully this time!" geral said after tasting Shasa's smooth, flat stomach.

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