My Love is Mentok In You
Chapter 84

A month after the arrival of the brother and his two best friends, a month also they became an impromptu sales. Surely there is no tolerance of any of his clients. Make bang Ar work hard keep trying marketing.

And the result is beyond belief. Bang Ar who had felt insecure and desperate, got a very satisfying result. Unexpectedly, the product sold hard in this month. Many new clients have even invited him to work together.

All that can not be separated from the support of his beloved wife, and also his friends who participate in marketing, even they are willing to become impromptu sales to help him.

Gratitude as He spoke. And to celebrate his success, he and his wife will celebrate with his family and friends at the farmhouse.

"Tomorrow they're here, aren't they bang?" Ask Ayra.

"Yes. We chatted with our kids, our parents too. And agreed to come tomorrow." The timpal bang Ar.

"Alhamdulillah yes bang! We can get through this." Typal Ayra hugged her husband.

Now both are sitting on the front sofa of the tv, with bang Ar holding his laptop looking at every report that comes in.

"Yes dear. Thank you for always supporting my brother! Without you what it means brother." Typal bang Ar embrace his shoulder and kiss the tip of his head.

"Uhhh sweet!" Ayra tightened her embrace, and hid her face in her husband's chest.

Bang Ar moved his laptop to the table and moved on to holding his wife's shoulders. "You know, my brother was worried! I'm afraid to face all this. And most of all you fear, when you fail and you leave brother!" Saddledly said.

Ayra grabbed her husband's cheek stroking her jaw gently. "Don't worry! Fear not! I was always there for my brother. I made my life brother. And until whenever no one can change it!" Reply Ayra smiled.

Bang Ar pulled his wife into his arms. Sweeping his wife's hair dear and never tired of kissing her head shoots.

I don't know what creature is in his arms, which clearly He is so perfect in his eyes.

"Thank you! Thanks baby!"

After a long time crouching each other, channeling such a deep sense of both. Bang Ar let go of his embrace. Staring intensely at the angel in front of her, so beautiful. Not just his face, but his heart. How lucky he is to have someone who is always by his side. Even He was willing to live with her, in her down state.

"Abang can't make any promises. But as much as possible, you will try to make you happy!"

"Do you know what makes me happy?"

"What?"

"Dragon!" Typal Ayra with a smile and teary eyes.

"Abang Ardiansyah Pratama's! You are my happiness!"

Bang Ar again pulled her girl into his arms, her heart was so warm, the water from the edge of her eyes signified how grateful she was to have a figure in front of her.

This was the overwhelming happiness Ayra felt as well. It used to feel impossible to have someone in this place. But fate was so good to him, presenting a figure that he secretly admired. Until the feeling continues to grow deeper, until it can never turn away. And that feeling is growing day by day. It made him even more afraid of losing it.

Bang Ar broke his embrace again. tidying up the hair that dangled on the beautiful face of his beloved wife. He peed the cheek that was getting more and more chubby, kissed the old wife's forehead. Until Ayra closed her eyes.

His kiss went down to those two closed eyes, down to his bakpaw cheeks, and up to his sweet ripe lips. Sipping the taste that always makes him never want to feel another taste.

Gently follow her white neck. Sipping it feelingly. His hand moved slowly unbuttoning in front of him.

Make the wife lulled with the tenderness given her husband.

"We try this part?" His whisper was in the wife's ear. Makes Ayra more and more want to float hear the heavy voice that always vibrates her heart.

"What?"

"Of the couch!" His dream with increasingly loud voices. Makes Ayra more resigned.

The sound of the sofa squeals how terrible the second game is. With the condition of the fabric that has been scattered everywhere. Their habit of making the surrounding like a tsunami swept away.

"Yes, we're going on in yuk! Cold out. Afraid of you why else." Typal bang Ar persuaded his wife.

Bang Ar carried him into the room, without letting go of his lips. Didn't even care about her innocent body.

He slowly put his wife to sleep on the bed, just now he wants to climb the wife. Ayra first turned her body around. Make bang Ar come on back.

"Let me be the leader!" Said grinning. Bang Ara knitted next to her eyebrows and chuckled.

"Okay, brother resigned! let's play baby!"

Bang Ar who saw the wife so excited, let her take over the game. He really just resigned to let the wife dance on his body.

He played only two of his growing favorite chunks, scooping them up like a baby who got his source of life.

"Come on baby! Uhhh!!"

Ayra is getting agile making bang Ar more and more unable to hold it. He turned his wife's body and moved to spur her. Until a long groan filled the dim room. The two really fell together.

Bang Ar let his beloved seedlings enter the womb in his wife. Letting his second breath that is already musically simple. The face of the wife who was flooded with sweat with her hands. Smells his whole face gently.

He rose from above his wife. Gently stroked his queen's stomach, and kissed her many times.

"This time you have to grow! Wait for you, baby!"

Ayra laughed at her husband's words. Using a voice made small, Ayra answered him. "Yes. Papa! I'll be spouting!"

Make them both laugh. Bang Ar dropped himself by his wife's side after pulling a blanket to cover her body.

Bang Ar held his head against his wife. "Where? Now it's ready, right?" Ask.

"What?"

"Make the mother of our children."

Ayra smiled and faced her husband. It gently caresses his jaw. " absolutely. Very ready! Even if I need to I want to force His will to immediately leave him for us." He patted his queen's stomach.

Bang Ar took his wife into his arms. "Thank you for everything!"

"Emmm.sad brother wants to ask. What are your goals?" Ask bang Ar.

"Emm.wanted to be a teacher." Typhoon Ayra.

"Will you go to college? Go after your goals?" Ask again.

Ayra shakes. "Why?" Ask bang Ar.

"My ideas are different now."

"What?" Ask again.

"Not to teach my students, but to teach my children how to know the world." Reply Ayra to the etched smile of the two.

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