My Son Is My Strength
Disrupters

The car roared quietly in front of the house, Arini who was busy eating with Lia and Lula, immediately headed for the main door.

It turned out that Bian who came home, he staggered with the help of Rio. This Couvade syndrome is really troubling.

Arini who saw her husband being swept away by Rio immediately ran over to him. A sudden sense of worry enveloped.

"Buck...."

"Don't run, baby, I'm fine." Bian commemorated with his soft voice.

Arini wants to take over, but Bian won't let her. He certainly did not want to make his wife withstand the weight of his body. As a result, the mind of the young pregnant woman became everywhere.

"No, baby, let Rio go. He'll take me to my room." Bian rubbed his wife's head whose face could not be deciphered. I don't know if he was offended by her words just now.

Arriving at the room, Bian was immediately laid on the bed. He turned towards the door to see his wife who he thought was following them from behind, but in fact did not.

"Can I help you again, sir?" rio asked disperse the daydream of Bian who was thinking about his wife.

"No one, you can go." Bian chased Rio away with a wave of his hand. Rio also left and did not forget to say goodbye to his big boss.

While Rio left, Arini also entered with a tray in his hand containing porridge and drinking water. The look on her face cannot be interpreted, but her concern for her husband certainly cannot be doubted.

"Where are you, baby." Bian stops Arini's steps, who suddenly wants to leave after keeping the tray he was carrying on the nightstand.

"You're out, and I'm not needed anyway" Arini said slightly curiously to her husband's back.  

And now Bian knows, it turns out his wife is sulking because of his words earlier. He quickly hugged the waist of the woman he had offended, then lowered it slowly to sit on his side bed.

"Sorry to offend you." He put his nose on Arini's back, the smell of his wife immediately makes him feel calm and relaxed, nausea and dizziness suddenly disappeared from nowhere.

Bian moved his nose left and right, making Arini nervous but he was resistant because he did not want to talk to his husband. Not getting a response from his wife certainly did not make Bian give up, the ladder that was in his wife's stomach he brought in smuggled into the clothes. Slowly but surely, his hand was now perched on his favorite thing that was still wrapped in glasses.

"Mas ihh... perverted!" She hit the naughty hands of her husband who squeezed the two twin hills.

"Dear kangen, need energy." Bian's warm breath blows through Arini's earlobe, making him goosebumps himself.

Not knowing when Bian did, now Arini was sitting on his lap and their faces faced each other. Bian brought his face closer to his wife, precisely their lips. He dipped it at a glance.

"Sorry baby, I don't mean to offend you, but I'm afraid you're exhausted" Bian said sincerely, and Arini saw the straightness from her husband. He also does not know why he suddenly offended earlier, possibly congenital fetus.

Arini nodded, accepting her husband's apology. She timidly returned the kiss of her husband. By the time he wanted to let go, Bian did not let and instead pulled the nape of his neck deepening their kiss.

Intentions peeked at a glance, even made an opportunity by her husband. But even so Bian kissed her gently but demandingly, making Arini so carried away the atmosphere of retaliating every time her husband did.

Bian's kiss dropped to the neck of Arini's level, seen dead traces there that are not too obvious. His hand of course did not stay still, now it has returned to shade the twin hills are more plump only according to him. While Arini himself, looked up to make it easier for Bian to access the neck of his row, and his hand slung around the neck of the husband.

Three buttons over Arini's shirt missed, Bian could see his wife's twin hills poking out of the glasses. It's tempting to enjoy.

Not waiting for a long time, now Bian is playing in his favorite place. Peck it deep until it dies a red trail, then touch it with the tip of a tongue that is alkaline. Strange taste like electric stung tickle Arini, making him want to sigh but in resistant.

Bian carried Arini under his confinement carefully, their lips not loose, clinging to each other. He continued to take off his wife's shirt, and left the last button shirt.

"Oh, Shittt!" maki Bian inwardly, furious, unable to continue their activities.

From outside the door is getting knocked, then impatiently the person pulls the door knob that turns out not in the key. Bian's anger almost reached the crown to see the courage of this man. But a moment later the anger collapsed, melted, to pieces, no less heard the voice they were so familiar with. Bian scratched his head, misbehaving.

"Moment... Papahs...." Shouted Azzam restrained. "K-kokcu?"

Not thinking long Bian took the porridge on the tray and then fed his wife who was lying on the bed. Arini took the porridge from her husband because she did not know what to do.

"Mama why? Didn't papa just get out of the hospital?" azzam asked confusedly approached his parents, he had just returned home between Arumi and went straight to his parents' second room. Even his school bag has not been stored, he is still behind his back.

"Eh.. mama's okay baby." replied Arini clumsy, while continuing to accept the mouthful of porridge from Bian.

"Terus—" Azzam's words were cut by the porridge that suddenly was already in front of his mouth. Bian deliberately did so that his son did not ask questions of sorts. Arini herself held her breath, but a few seconds later she breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know what kind of questions Azzam would ask again, and what kind of answers Arini and Bian prepared.

"Ih... Azzam won't, there's no taste." Reject Azzam shook his head to avoid the porridge, he had eaten it once when sick first, and that was because he was forced.

"You've eaten, haven't you, baby?" arini asked quickly to shift their conversation.

"At home, grandma. We went there."

"Oh yeah." Azzam came up on the bed, Bian helped his son.

"Baby grandpa how are you? When's the family gonna let us play together?" Azzam spoke in front of his mother's stomach.

"It's definitely not out yet, it's still a long time. Better your son come out first...." Bian said in an unusual tone, tucked into the pressure there, hoping that this handsome council boy can get out as soon as possible. Just know her time when her parents want to be both, always just come annoying.

"Ih... Papa why? Sensi very tired, 'kan Azzam also want to be the mama, not papa aja." reply Azzam with the same tone.

Bian sighed. "But—"

"No but-but, Pah. Azzam wants to bobo noon here. period," said Azzam did not want to be denied.

The eyes of the father and son looked at each other, like there was a red flash connected.

"Yes already, mama bobo's son is here. But the bag went out." Arini stopped their actions.

"Ready mom...." Azzam took off his bag and lay in the middle hugging his mother.

"But baby...." Bian pias's face, wanted to protest.

"Here you go, too, sleep Mas."

Bian sighed again, and could only massage his chest at this moment. Then come lie down his body by hugging his wife and dear child who unfortunately is really annoying.

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