SPD (Daster Seller Sale)

SPD (Daster Seller Sale)
104. Wanna See?


Dimas turned his body staring at Bening with a flat face. It was tired of facing this woman in front of him.


"What do you know about Ayana? After all, who I want to be with, it's none of your business. Just take care of yourself! No need to take care of others, "dimas then left Bening, carrying a tray of food.


"Dim!"call Bening, but the man doesn't pay attention to Bening at all.


"Why is it so hard to affect Dimas," murmured Bening stared at Dimas' back with a feeling of annoyance.


Clear drinking mineral water in the refrigerator, then leave the dining room that blends with the kitchen.


After Dimas and Bening left, Hilda who was behind the cooking table stood up. Hilda wanted to make tea. But accidentally spilled sugar. And as Hilda crouched down to clean it up, Dimas walked into the dining room. When taking the tray, Dimas did not see Hilda because it was covered with a cooking table. Hilda had not finished cleaning the sugar, but Hilda heard Bening talking to Dimas. So Hilda heard Dimas and Bening's conversation from beginning to end.


"I did not expect, Bening who was kind, gentle, caring and understanding was only imaging. He vilifies Ayana in front of Dimas. It even says Ayana has a mental illness. It turned out that she was nothing more than a hypocritical woman. What is their relationship between the two? It's like they know each other. Is Bening trying to get close to Dimas? You itchy woman! Already have a husband also still approaching the husband of people. It's worth it, Ayana doesn't like every time she meets Bening. It turns out that all this time Ayana quipped Bening. Means right, dong, if that time was Bening did deliberately want to be alone with Dimas on the grounds of cravings?"muttered Hilda after remembering Ayana's attitude every meeting Bening. Hilda became furious and did not like Bening.


Dimas rushed back to Ayana's room. I don't want to be with Bening any longer. When Dimas went into the room, Dimas saw Ayana was already asleep. Dimas put the food he brought on the nightstand.


"Dad! Comeon, wakeup! Let's eat first!"said Dimas while rubbing Ayana's head, then kissed Ayana's lips several times.


"Sorry! I fell asleep," said Ayana, sitting up..


"It's okay. Tired of it, huh?"asked Dimas while wearing a kimono nightgown to Ayana. Kimono clothes that are the same color as those worn.


"Sister, the chicken and the grilled fish are cold. Do you want me to warm up?"ask Ayana.


"Now. But later after the meal, "sohut Dimas put on a smile.


"Why warm it up again, when you've eaten, brother?"ayana asked with her innocent face.


"Iiiih. make a gemes, deh!"said Dimas pinched Ayana's nose, "The warmed me, Ay. Not the chicken and the grilled fish, "sahut Dimas.


"Iiihh, I said I want to warm the chicken and the grilled fish. Not sister,"tamp Ayana.


"Eh, you were, didn't you ask 'Did you want me to warm up?', did you, right?"tanya Dimas repeated Ayana's words.


"Ah, yes, too, huh? I'm the one who said it wrong," said Ayana while grinning stupidly, scratching her head that does not itch.


"Ishh. make it more jubilant, deh," said Dimas pinched Ayana's nose fat,"Let's eat! Otherwise, I'll eat you" Dimas said.


"What food am I really eating? So that brother will eat me,"sahut Ayana.


"Yes. You are the best food and will not run out, "sahut Dimas then kissed Ayana's lips and slightly pulled Ayana's lips when going to release it, because he felt anxious.


"Sister! This is when you eat it, if you keep kissing me?"ayana complained to Dimas' chest not to kiss him again.


"You're a gemesin, anyway! Make me a grumpy, "sahut Dimas who is really nervous on his little wife.


"So want to eat, isn't this?"ayan asked with a helpless face.


"Yes, yes, I may have starved my adorable wife. Why do I make so much money if my wife is still hungry" Dimas said again kissing Ayana's lips.


Dimas is very happy tonight. Even Dimas' happy ranking could not describe it in words. Having Ayana is the most wonderful gift for Dimas. Making Dimas have a purpose and spirit of life.


Dimas and Ayana ate voraciously. Their hot activity on the bed had drained their energy. Not long after, Ayana and Dimas finished dinner last night.


"Tomorrow in the morning, what would you like to cook?"ask Ayana.


"Are you ready to cook tomorrow? Aren't you tired?"asked Dimas while squinting one eye.


"If you're asleep, the melt is gone" said Ayana.


"Hum,"sahut Ayana.


"Yes, let's go to sleep!"bring Dimas.


The couple finally slept. Besides because the night is late, also because they are quite tired after making love earlier.


In the morning, Ayana who was used to waking up early woke up by herself, even without turning on the alarm. The girl, uh errat author forgot that she was no longer a girl. The woman tried to let go of her husband's embrace slowly, so that her husband would not wake up.


"Emmm.. Aye! I still want to hug you," muttered Dimas who was not willing to let go of his embrace on Ayana. The cold air due to the influence of the rain last night made Dimas reluctant to release his embrace on Ayana.


"I have to get up to cook, sister," said Ayana softly, looking up at Dimas who was still closing his eyes.


In a minute, Ay!"pinta Dimas's.


"Aw! Sis, what's stabbing my thigh?"ayana chuckled as she felt something stabbing in her thigh. Feels hard but warm.


"Do you see?"asked Dimas who had opened his eyes.


"I want to see," Ayana said as she pulled up the blankets covering their bodies, "Sister! Bawdy iihh!"ayana Pekik quickly returned to covering their bodies with a blanket. As soon as he opened the blanket, the thing that stabbed him back stabbed in his thigh. And Ayana can see clearly if the one that is piercing her thigh, it turns out is the Dimas keris that has been standing upright.


"He woke up again Ay. Put it to bed, Ay!"pinta Dimas.


Ayana glanced at the digital clock above the nightstand, and it turned out that the time was still showing at three past thirty minutes.


"Well," said Ayana who felt there was still time to serve Dimas.


With beaming faces, Dimas again repeated their hot activities on the bed. After getting the release, Dimas finally fell asleep again. Seeing that Dimas was sleeping again, Ayana got out of bed and went to clean up.


"Awh.! It turns out that when used to walk, it feels a bit painful," muttered Ayana. Slowly walking to the bathroom holding the core of his body which was a bit painful.


"Sstt. it turns out that when exposed to water, it also feels sore," Ayana muttered again.


By enduring the pain and soreness, Ayana finally finished the bath as well. When she finished, Ayana put on her clothes and dried her hair with a small towel. Ayana wrapped her hair in a towel, then wrapped it around her head. The girl then went down and cooked. As usual, Ayana was helped by her housemaid to cook. After finishing cooking, Ayana went back to her room and cleaned up again so that her body did not smell like onions.


Half an hour later, everyone had gathered at the dinner table. Including Dimas and Ayana.


"Wahh.: shrimp fried rice menu. There are eggs, chicken milk, shrimp crackers, and there are pickled cucumbers as well. Make papa hungry. Come on, let's have breakfast!"said Geno who enthusiastically looked at the food presented at the dining table.


As usual, Ayana always took food for Dimas. Ayana gave the plate that had been filled with fried rice and side dishes to Dimas.


"Eh, is that for Dimas, Ay? That dimas doesn't like to eat chicken, you know!"said Bening when he saw Ayana giving a chicken suwiran in Dimas fried rice.


Hearing the words of Bening who seemed to know very well about Dimas, everyone turned to Bening with question mark gazes. The clear swallowed his saliva painstakingly gaining the gazes of everyone in the room.


...🌟"When you hurt and leave him, then never think of going back and having him."🌟...


..."Nana October 17th"...


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Nb: For a while, I could only get up once a day. God willing the date will be normal again, update twice a day. Especially if the thumb nempelinnya and give a comment.πŸ˜„ πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™


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To be continued