My husband My brother's boss

My husband My brother's boss
The Part 119


In the main room of a couple who are halal mingle love, Tama and Kanaya are reaching the top, the peak where they both soar into the sky to the highest peak of Nirwana.


For the night they were both safe without the interference of their son, some rounds they had a very good role, without thinking about the two sons who are usually both riotous.


With strength, patience, and tenderness Tama plays her role perfectly, making the wife smile with satisfaction because her husband is very smart to make herself the happiest woman tonight.


At 3am the two of them ended the game, a look of happiness was created in the twinkle of his eyes that emit light.


"Thank you my wife, my halal lover" said Tama kissed the wife's entire face, and lastly kissed her forehead long ago.


"Mas iiihhhh I know!" kanaya protested at being kissed on the face with the spirit of youth '45.


"Mas gemes see red cheeks blush, want to be kissed constantly." Said Tama who did not want to lose with the protest of the wife.


The words of the husband made the face appear a red tinge on Kanaya's face, shame, and happiness mixed into one.


"Udah ah mas makes you ashamed." Kanaya covered her face with both palms.


Anyone must be embarrassed, embarrassed because he was seduced by the husband with a change of his dime.


"Wkkkwkkkk hahaha...." Tama laughs satisfied, satisfied to be able to seduce his wife with her cheeks flushed like tomatoes.


Kanaya immediately turned her back to her husband, her heart must have been sprained because her husband started laughing at her.


"Just in the good love, continue in ketawain so desperate to be a man." Kanaya grumbled under her blanket, and her mind also grew sagged with the husband's rancid attitude.


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The next morning the two of them woke up with a sleep that did not hug each other, Kanaya preferred to hug the bolsters, while her husband slept on his back without a blanket covering his body.


Kanaya awakens first before the husband wakes up, walking towards the children's room is the goal to see the children are awake yet?


Kreettt


His son's bedroom door opened slowly, not wanting Kanaya to disturb his deep sleep, very slowly Kanaya began to enter his room.


"Mother's children." whispered Kanaya kissing the cheeks of the two alternately.


Kanaya justifies her son's blanket, and leaves her room to close her door again.


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Kanaya is already in the kitchen, as is the custom every morning Nay always cooks for breakfast menu husband, and his children before starting other activities.


"What do you want to cook?" tanya Nay while walking towards the Marni Mbak who is boiling water to drink Dana Dapi.


Usually every wake up must both always ask to drink milk, then before the two wake up mbak Marni has boiled it.


"Non-Nay water cooking" replied Ma'am Marni.


"In the future, mbak."


Kanaya walks towards the refrigerator to take the necessities to make breakfast, fried rice and beef eggs into her family's breakfast menu.


Nay nimbly processed the fried rice, and an omelet. Enough time 30 minutes breakfast is ripe, already presented on the dining table. While the workers in his house who cook the mbak, because one house must have a different appetite.


Nay cooked enough, enough for her husband, herself, and the children.


***Othor wants to continue the story of the struggle in June-July, making othors appreciate more what health is.


On the 3rd day of my brother's treatment, Alhamdulillah there was a good progress of oxygen saturation rose 92-95, appetite improved.


Who ever felt his family exposed to covid 19, surely knows what it's like? between sad, dag dig dug, and many more that othor and family feel.


Stay away from society for sure, but fortunately there are families who still want to play at home, and provide support and support.


As the saying goes, family is a place for us to go home, a place for us to share our joys and sorrows. The place of everything, friends are not necessarily there for us, just as neighbors are not always when we are difficult to come to extend his hand***.