My Personal Tour Guide
Mommy

Tonight is the first night Bimo will spend with Ajeng after 5 years of their separation. Sleeping with the body of Ajeng plain and only covered with a blanket.

“Sleep baby...” says Bimo. He menges Ajeng's forehead cup long enough. All of Bimo's fears and worries about Ajeng living with other men have now been lost. He did not want to repeat the same thing to let go of Ajeng. This time Bimo promised himself he would make Ajeng to continue with him.

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In the morning, Sasa who was about to leave for school had a bit of a cringe. His face was sour and he did not want to eat breakfast.

Ms. Clara, who had just arrived home after returning from Bandung, had to face the little boy. Actually, Clara is very fond of Sasa, just because the feeling of the little boy is too sensitive, this makes Clara ma'am anxious and sometimes furious.

“Deni, who is Ana? Why from earlier when Sasa Wakes up, he always says his daddy is evil for hurting Aunt Ana?” clara asked her assistant Bimo.

“I actually don't know about a woman named Ana. So short story yesterday Sasa was invited by that person after school. Mr. Bimo told me to bring Sasa home because he has business with the woman named Ana,” Deni replied.

“Then? Where is Bimo?” ask Clara confused.

Deni, who saw the car sway last night, was forced to tell by whispering to Clara. Sasa's eyes glanced at the two adults watching as they cut the food on the plate.

Ms. Clara could hardly believe what she was hearing. He was very satisfied to hear the story told by Deni. The presence of a female figure named Ana who he had not seen his face made Clara ma'am relieved because Bimo was finally able to turn away from Ajeng.

“Sasa... daddy not evil dear..” Ms. Clara began to persuade Sasa who was on hunger strike. “Come her breakfast is spent. Soon you have to go to school,” said bu Clara began to feed Sasa.

“Sasa don't want to eat. Sasa wants to eat hashbrown potato with spaghetti Bolognese made by aunt Ana!” pinched his lips and went on hunger strike.

“Tante Ana again busy loving same daddy you. Do you want to have mommy?” clara's question made Sasa turn to look at her grandma. “Now daddy again deketin aunt Ana, make sure aunt Ana to want to be mommynya Sasa..” obviously bu Clara makes Sasa a little smile. “ Sasa also want to have a baby sister?” tanya bu Clara makes Sasa nod – nods. “Later if daddy comes home with aunt Ana, they must also bring a sister for Sasa... What's aunt Ana like? Sasa storyain dong to grandma while eating.” persuade bu Clara by inserting pieces of omlet eggs into Sasa's mouth.

“Tante Ana the.. good... She's gorgeous... Curly's hair... Em....what else well...” replied Sasa while chewing food. His mind floated in remembrance of every incident with Ajeng.

“Hair curly? Beauitiful? Hm... Grandma so want to meet also with aunt Ana,” said bu Clara by continuing to feed Sasa.

“Iya... Sasa also wants to see Aunt Ana. Sasa kangen's... Want to ask for a sling aunt Ana again,” continued Sasa increasingly eager to chew food. “Emang daddy when bring aunt Ana here? Daddy has told grandma yes if aunt Ana wants to come here?” ask Sasa.

“Em... Daddy belom tell grandma anyway... But if Aunt Ana is Sasa's mommy, she will sleep here. Stay with us forever. Sasa can also call mommy to aunt Ana. Like Sasa's friends in Melbourne first,” replied Ms. Clara.

Harapaan Sasa increasingly soared imagining Ajeng to be his mommy. He could feel Ajeng's kindness and sincerity as he waited for his daddy's invitation.

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If this morning Sasa is enjoying breakfast by imagining his future mommy, Bimo is currently working hard to realize the wishes of his adopted child. Since he opened his eyes, Bimo has been busy sticking his chest out to the in-team Ajeng. The big and burly hand gripped strongly – strong pa ha Ajeng to mengang kang. His tongue continued to sway outstretched – jars sweeping through every corner of that damp.

“Mmpphh... Bim...” Ajeng breathed in – deep when he woke up because of the rang sangan given by Bimo. Without him realizing it was his kem bang kempis kempis dut because Bimo also put his finger to coke a humid aisle.

“Good morning baby..” greet Bimo. He was looking for a focus to prepare to enter his oval comrade. Bimo me squeeze one of Ajeng chewy fruit to be used as his handstool.

Ajeng gasped in shock at receiving attacks from above and below. The condition of the body that has just been awakened must serve bi rahi Bimo which cannot be controlled.

“Open wider, baby..” pinta Bimo while fixing Ajeng position.

The body is still tired due to hit Bimo last night, must be prepared to crumble even more. Inevitably Ajeng had to get used to himself to stare at Bimo's face again. Want to run from Bimo's side, but Ajeng is also afraid if he eventually gets pregnant. Be the current Ajeng let Bimo enjoy his body.

Occasionally Ajeng's eyes were tightly closed when Bimo urged in even though the oblong flesh had reached its maximum limit.

“Bim.... Uh.... Mppsm.... Stopit! Eghhh....” mele nguh quite deep while they mas arm Bimo.

“Sick Bim... pu window sick..” eeluh Ajeng.

“But I like it (But I like it).  Let me play it for a while,” pinta Bimo with a sensu alnya smile.

Ajeng already knew enough about Bimo's character. Whatever he protested when it came to bed-related activities, Bimo would not care about it. Bimo increasingly shake the chewy fruit and mere mas hard make Ajeng resigned.

This morning Ajeng made a mistake because Bimo continues to spray and blaspheme for the sake of wetting the hallway in his team. For hours the oval object has been stuck making the whole hip, thigh, and toes tense Ajeng.

“Bim...” it feels to just talk Ajeng no longer have the strength.

“Let me take her out one more time, baby. After that you can rest,” Bimo continued. He pulled Ajeng's hip to do his favourite style. Plunge from behind to rule the entire body Ajeng.

“Do not pan tatku, Bim..” Ajeng becomes worried when Bimo hits him in the way he hates the most.

“Will not, baby. I won't hurt you,” Bimo continued. He returned to dip his own into the hole that had been flooded because of his actions.

He shook and continued to accelerate the rhythm of the game until Ajeng shed his tears from exhaustion.

“Arghh... Eghh.... Errghhh.

Finally Bimo reached kli max for the umpteenth time. His hands enclose both chewy fruit before Ajeng fell. He mere mas sam bil sap nape Ajeng nape long enough.

“Thank you, baby.”

Bimo turned Ajeng's body to be held back. But it was only a moment when they rested, that Bimo's phone shook. Apparently there was an incoming call from Sasa. Unwilling to take off his crib from Ajeng, Bimo turned on his loudspeaker.

“Hallo daddy! When did daddy bring Aunt Ana home?” ask Sasa.

“Ana?” bimo didn't understand. He looked at Ajeng's eyes as Ajeng was also staring at him.

“Sasa call me by the name of Ana,” Ajeng continued. His voice made Sasa excited.

It was already impatient for Sasa to meet with Ajeng again. He started a video call to see Ajeng.

“Sasa must miss you, please answer him,” pinta Bimo in a whisper. He began to receive video calls from his son.

“Daddy, where's his aunt Ana?” ask Sasa.

Somehow even though Sasa is Jesslyn's son, Ajeng does not feel upset with the daughter of the girl who has messed up her relationship with Bimo first. Ajeng was just pity and pity when remembering Sasa's complaint if Bimo did not wholeheartedly take care of Sasa.

“Hai mommy...!” sasa sapa. The happiness of seeing Ajeng makes Sasa unable to resist his desire to make Ajeng as a substitute mommy for his deceased biological mother.

Ajeng had long been expecting a moment like this. Mommy's call coming out of Sasa's tiny lips made Ajeng moved.

Bimo who heard Sasa calling Ajeng called mommy was also in shock.

“Mommy again what's the same daddy? How to still sleep at this hour?” ask Sasa.

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