
Fajri looks better after eating and taking the medicine given by the doctor earlier. He sits on Fajira's lap and hugs the beautiful angel spoiledly, while Irfan still struggles with his folding computer and finishes the remaining work.
"Mother?" call Fajri lirih.
"yes sweetheart"
"Sorry Aji ya have made Mother also follow the pain as well,"
"no papa baby. What matters is that Aji gets well quickly. Because Mommy will also be sick if Aji is sick, son," Fajira stroked softly Fajri's head and occasionally massaged it.
"thank you, Mother, for being Aji's angel. Aji is grateful for being born from the womb of a beautiful and kind woman like mother," Fajri smiled at Fajri.
"equally dear, the mother is also happy to have a handsome prince who is very smart, and certainly very dear to the mother" Fajira again held Fajri in his arms.
He can feel a little relieved because Fajri's body temperature is close to normal. He looked at Irfan who was still focused on completing his work.
There was a longing in Fajira's heart. For more than a week she had not gotten a hot caress from her husband.
Fajira's eyes looked at Irfan passionately, hoping that those in the face could understand and understand what his wishes were. But on one hand there is fear in him given the possibilities that occur when they reconnect.
Why do bad things always happen to my family? was there a fatal mistake we made or was it just a domestic tester. Hopefully in the future there will be no more problems that will arise.Bathin Fajira was sad when remembering the events of these few days.
"Will you sleep, baby?"fajira asked softly when she saw Fajri who started to close his eyes and occasionally yawned.
"yes, mother" Fajri got out of Fajira's lap and lay down while hugging her beautiful body.
"Mother don't go anywhere. Aji wants to be hugged" said Fajri before falling asleep.
"yes baby. Sleep yes! let's get well soon, we'll play bubbles again."
"iya mama" a sweet smile was engraved on Fajri's pale little lips.
Uh but Mommy didn't promise ya, hehe. Sleep baby, Mother still has business with father for a while. Fajira Gelak in the heart.
Before long, Fajri fell asleep still hugging Fajira tightly. Slowly he stretched out his arms so as not to disturb the sleep of his little man.
After being released, Fajira gives a bolster to Fajri so that he does not lose something that can keep him awake.
Slowly the pregnant woman got out of bed and walked closer to Irfan who was still focused on completing his work.
"Mas" called Fajira while hugging Irfan from behind, The voice of the beautiful woman sounded very sexy in Irfan's ears.
"yes baby. Is Fajri asleep?" irfan asked while pulling Fajira to sit on his lap.
"have you finished the job?" Tanya Fajira rubbed irfan's head gently.
"Not yet, little more, dear. You need something"
"theum..." Fajira bit her lower lip while gently rubbing Irfan's lips.
The handsome man understood, but instead of providing warmth, he pranked his beautiful wife.
"Is there something on my lips, baby?" irfan asked touching his lips, asking with innocent eyes as if he did not understand what Fajira wanted.
The pregnant woman glared at Irfan's question. Why did her husband suddenly come out like this.
"There is nothing" said Fajira a little annoyed.
"yes it is" said Irfan relaxed and returned to finish his pending work while hugging his wife.
While Fajira glared at Irfan's response that did not understand the purpose of his attitude. Irfan chuckled inwardly looking at Fajira's expression. A face of cengo and disbelief was plastered before his eyes.
Plaac!!
Fajira hit Irfan's shoulder hard while harrumphed because of her husband's behavior.
"sick, baby!" Irfan complained while rubbing the shoulder hit by Fajira earlier.
"wool!" he rose from Irfan's lap, but the man first held his waist.
"Where are you going, baby?"
"want rest!" ketus Fajira, but still sitting on Irfan's lap.
The man smiled anxiously at Fajira's behavior which was very worrisome for him.
"haha, hamph...." Irfan's throat blared, but Fajira first smothered his mouth using his hands while glaring.
"hhh, you laugh noisily, Mas!. Later Fajri wakes up" whispered Fajira in Irfan's ear
huhu...
The breath of freshness made Irfan brim with a reddened face. Fajira smiled happily at the expression of her husband who had begun to be provoked. He began to feel something hard being carried there.
Sipping and enjoying the sweetness of Fajira's lips that make it addictive and addictive.
"honey, I want to" said Irfan hoarsely, Fajira just nodded spoiled with demanding eyes.
Iarfan immediately carried Fajira towards the sofa that was there. Irfan very impatiently began to wander the mad body that was beginning to contain it.
"Mas, you're patient dong!" said Fajira a little carefully seeing Irfan was like a man of loyalty.
Lucky the pregnant woman was wearing a negligee se knee so that Irfan easily lift it up.
"Mas, don't take off her clothes!" said Fajira trying to hold Irfan's naughty hand.
"why?"
"Let's Fajri wake up. I'm having trouble making clothes again, baby. Can you answer your son's questions later?"
"ihhh"
Irfan started to sway Fajira slowly with extreme heat. The young mother simply enjoyed the Foreplay provided by Irfan. The moans began to crack out of Fajira's mouth, but he tried to hold her back for fear of waking her up.
"Are you ready, baby?" tanya Irfan directed the long barrel banana towards the pleasure valley slowly.
"already, Mom! Slowly yes!"
Irfan pushed his body slowly. He sees Fajira's expression is very sexy and makes his passion increase. Not to mention Irfan moving, Fajri woke up because he felt something that he embraced felt very different from the body of a woman he knew very well.
"hiks. mother" cried fajri that made the two people jumped in shock.
"Mas, Fajri woke up" whispered Fajira in Irfan's ear and pushed her husband's burly body to release the little sister who had just entered it.
Irfan stared briefly at Fajira as he swallowed his saliva, resignedly he immediately pulled out his knees and lay on the floor with the eggplant still standing upright.
"hisk... Mother, how do you sleep there?" fajri's cry broke out as Fajira emerged from behind the sofa.
"Father, dear. Sorry Mother yes! Yuk sleeps again son" said Fajira walking towards the bed and hugging Fajri who was still crying.
"hiks... Mother does not love the same Aji again huaaa" her cry grew louder.
"uh who said baby?" cup cup cup... Mother's child dear this mah!" Fajira's words calmed Fajri down.
"hisk... Mommy does not love the same Aji, why Mother does not want to sleep here with Aji? what's 'cause Aji's naughty? Maafin Aji mother" Fajri's sobs are increasingly becoming.
"eh no papa dear, Mother was talking to father. So Mother chatted on the sofa, later the father of the same mother even bother Aji to sleep, dear"
"Father Mother, upkan can chat here. Aji is not disturbed" isak Fajri
"Is Mother still angry with Aji?" ask the little guy again.
"Mother is not angry, dear. Mommy is angry with this handsome prince Mother. Sleep again, baby, a lot of rest so that it heals quickly"
"don't go anymore" Isak Fajri closed his eyes and hugged Fajira.
"yes sweetheart"
Fajira just smiled while hugging Fajri. He glanced towards Irfan who was seen still not getting up from the floor.
It is fate to have children. I have to worry if I want that. Irfan has not woken up yet.
Irfan got up while looking at the situation. He was afraid that Fajri would see his banana tree still standing upright. A moment later He looked at Fajira while blushing.
"Sorry" said Fajira, looking at Irfan, grimacing.
"How am I?"
"Next same soap first yes"
"sad" whined Irfan
"Maa. Later on" Fajira smiled wryly.
The man resigned and walked towards the bathroom naked. While Fajira just smiled while biting his lips because he saw a very tempting scene in front of him.
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TO BE CONTINUE
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