Prince Modosa
Chapter 155 (I want to.).

Farah came at nine in the morning to the Imelda mansion. Previously he called the in-laws and asked the existence of Keken, not to forget also he asked Keken's favorite food.

"Home at home, all night he worked in his room."

"Keken likes steak and spaghetti."

That word came out of his mother's mouth. She was very grateful that mommy Keken did not ask much about her household problems even though it was certain that she already knew, because at that time the guards heard all their fights.

And now Farah is in Keken's room.

" It's a good thing that your favorite food can be cooked quickly." Farah let out a long sigh, from dawn she began to cook the meal for the sake of her husband.

Farah looked down at the face of her husband who was now curled up in the blanket. He looks comfortable with his sleep is not like in a rented house, Keken is always restless and uncomfortable while sleeping.

Farah glanced under the nightstand, there were a few bottles of wine left. That guy must have drunk it last night.

"Ken.." call Farah, the man's face is handsome even though he is sleeping. And somehow she remembered Vienna, the girl must have seen her husband's innocent face and body so often. Farah imagines that no - no, she gets upset again.

"Ken..wake up!" Farah moved Keken's body but the man just squirmed and went back to sleep.

" Oh my goodness, he's really annoying!" lirih Farah but quickly pulled Keken's hand and went into the blanket.

"Ken...." Farah gasped, apparently her husband heard her. "Ken, i__"

"Shut up, just stay like this for a while." Keken hugged him tightly and kissed his wife's cheek many times. Missing, that's what Keken felt because two days did not see his wife's face.

"Deg, deg, deg. "Farah's heart was pounding rapidly unlike usual, she felt something different when she was near her husband.

"Why is my heart pounding so hard." murmured Farah inwardly, she felt so riled that she wanted to break her husband's embrace.

"Don't move like that, you want to be responsible if Kenzi wakes up." said Keken with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

"Ih, smell of tofu. You had a drink last night?"

"Yes, a little."

"From now on don't drink, I don't like you getting drunk. This is your son's request not mine." Farah deliberately used her son's name so that Keken would comply with her request.

"You always use your son to pressure me." - Keken

"What is our son called?" ask Keken again

"Who is it?" Farah started thinking, "I think Farhan's name, Atta, Arfan's good too."

"No!" keken

"What do you want to name?"

" Kenzi, what a cool name." Keken pengulum smile

"Nooooooo!!!" exclaims Farah, "Our son's time is named after your combat tool. Don't expect me to approve our son Kenzi's name!"

" Our son is there because Kenzi spit, try otherwise you might get pregnant."

"Kitten, ih..." Farah hit her husband's chest, "It's not funny!"

"I want our son to be a pious son, unlike his father." said Farah as he got out of bed. He felt stuffy because of Keken's hug so tight.

"Whatever!" Keken turned his body as if reluctant to look at Farah. I don't know why he was offended by Farah's words.

"Ken, let's eat. I've cooked you a steak and spaghetti." There was no response from her husband.

"Ken...." Farah moved her husband's body again. "Let's take a shower and eat." take her again

"I'm not hungry, I'm still sleepy."

"Ken...., are you still mad at me?" tanyakanya. The man did not answer.

"Keken does not smell sweat when I wake up, this man really keeps his body clean." murmured Farah inwardly, she felt comfortable I hugged her husband. Feels warm.

Keken grinned when he saw Farah hugging him, his me sum brain reacting again.

" I can kibulin Farah again. "murm in the heart while smiling cunningly. At times like this, he felt hot and thirsty. Kenzi was also slightly disturbed by Farah's presence.

"What?" he pretended to sulk while turning his body. Hugged Farah tighter

"Ah, delicious. It's tender." he murmured inwardly. He deliberately attached to dad* his wife is getting bigger, it feels like to repeat the hot night again.

" Don't be angry again, I'm sorry." this time Farah gave up. " I've made you some food as a sign of apology."

" I'm not hungry!" Keken pretended to be ketus, but his feet did not want to be silent between the legs and feet. "

" I'm ticklish, ah!" Farah felt amused because her husband's legs hair on the terrace and make the hair goosebumps. Farah had no idea Keken was warming up.

"I'm still mad at you!" Keken pretended to sulk again and this time his hand did not want to stay still, touching his wife's waist and began to creep into the lower area.

His desire is soaring when touching something that always makes it cold hot. His hands started to act under the covers. Farah snickered as her husband moved a finger at his core place.

"Ken..." Farah began to sigh uncharacteristically. But Keken still Keken an accomplished man who is able to make women weaken and bend the knee. Kissing his wife's weak spot until Farah drowned.

"Ken..., uh his hand."

"Well, if you don't want to." With confidence he stopped his movements and turned his back on his wife again. Farah howled, she who had been hot and enjoyed the touch of her husband now could only grumble in annoyance.

"Knek.. ih!" Farah hit her husband's back. " Kesen.." he cried again.

"What?" Keken with his innocent face turned around and seemed to have no idea. "Otherwise?"

"Next..."

"What?" he pretended not to know and held back his smile.

" I want to." Farah's face flushed in embarrassment. This is the first time he has asked for it.

"You what?" Keken really made his wife even more upset.

"I want to meet Kenzi the gauze!" said Farah

Keken terbahak hear it, he managed to deceive his wife until finally surrender. And he does it with love, spurring the desire that is soaring and fulfill the desire of his wife many times.

Imelda grinned as the couple descended and sat down at the dinner table together. They forgot to eat lunch because of his hot activities and now Farah was embarrassed because the sign of Keken ownership was clearly visible on her body part.

"Mom.." said Farah but lowered his head again, he felt ashamed.

"You brought a steak but forgot to serve it and in fact my son would rather eat his wife than a steak." said Imelda, holding her smile. He was grateful that his son and daughter-in-law got along.

"Mom..." Keken rolled his eyes so that the mother would stop teasing her.

" Farah is pregnant, don't be too hard while playing." advises Imelda

It felt like Farah wanted to drown on the sea floor, embarrassed to death by the words of mommy Imelda.

"Mommy take it easy, Keken play it safe. Farah kept asking." he pretended to blame his wife

"Oh, what the hell is your guy asking to see. I've been sleeping rebuilt again, sleeping rebuilt again will be tired." Farah defended herself and told the truth.

Keken laughs. This is what makes him like Farah, she is the girl who is and just wants to be bullied.

" No, no fighting. You'd better eat and then Farah goes with mommy."

"Eh, yes, mom." Farah squeezed his hand, I don't know what her in-laws will talk about this time. He was so curious.