Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
86. Two Possessive Men
After doing their hot activities, Fajira and Irfan were still lying on the bed. The woman was still playing her finger on the chest of Irfan's field making obscure abstract carvings. Their breath was still roaring due to the heat struggle earlier.
"Mass?" call Fajira.
"yes, baby, want more?" Flirty irfan.
"don't go fishing, Mom!" said Fajira pouting as she patted Irfan's chest.
"hehe, are you pregnant Fajri also like this, baby?"
"yes it's even worse mas"
Degs...
"continue how do you need release?" Ask irfan prank.
"why are you asking like that, Mom?" Ketus Fajira and turned his back on her husband.
"eh don't be so dear, I'm just curious" Irfan hugged his wife from behind while stroking the stomach that already looks a little protruding.
"I'm gonna take a shower, Mom. There is a lecture. I'm gonna go get Fajri first"
"Didn't lunch be the same as I love?"
"what time is it, Mom?"
"It's only 1pm. There's still time for us to eat together"
"Didn't you pick up Fajri first? I'm gonna eat with my little guy"
Irfan picked up his phone and immediately contacted Pak Sakti to pick up Fajri at his school, then took the little man to the office for lunch together before Fajira went to college.
"Mass?" call Fajira back.
"dear baby, want to take a shower?"
"my clothes don't exist Mas"
"Dear, I've prepared everything here. Expect something like this to happen again, right"
"ih... Yes already. Carp but yes"
"yes sweetheart"
Irfan carried Fajira carefully towards the bathroom. He placed the beautiful woman on the Bath tube and lit the water to fill the modern bathtub and added a few drops of the same aromatherapy that Fajira had at home.
"Mas, don't be long, soon Fajri will come. I won't be able to answer the question easily" Fajira said, warning irfan as the naughty hand came into action.
"dear baby, you're pregnant too. I helped you clean your body"
"just clean it up, not the others"
"okh love"
Sure enough, Irfan only helped Fajira clean the crazy body thoroughly without being left behind an inch. With the seasoned ketchup there kecup here, Fajira trying to resist the desire is very easy to smolder since pregnant.
"Mas, already! I'm gonna rinse again. Do you want me to help you too?"
"don't love, you can be alone, right?"
"can you, but don't you papa me first?"
"no papa baby, you'll be cold,"
"Yes already"
Slowly Fajira stood up and turned on the shower to rinse her body. She felt more refreshed after taking a short nap with her husband. Once it was clean enough, he immediately walked out to Irfan's private room.
"Mas, I'm done. I'm out first yeah"
"dear Iya" said Irfan smiling and also standing from there, then rinsing his body while looking at Fajira who slowly disappeared behind the door.
Why are you so beautiful baby, your body even makes me always addicted. If I don't remember you're pregnant I'll probably eat you until I'm satisfied. Bathin Irfan shook his head.
Not to forget he also prepared a change of clothes for Irfan later. Just when Fajira finished wearing the shirt, Irfan came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. The wet body made Fajira have trouble swallowing saliva that stuck in her throat.
"Do you want to hold it, baby? just hold on, this is all yours" said Irfan flirtatious who was in front of Fajira.
"Mas, don't start, I'll have a hard time controlling my desires" said Fajira with a blushing face.
"hehehe" Irfan just chuckled and put on his clothes that had been prepared by Fajira.
After tidy they immediately came out of the room and at the same time, Fajri entered from outside with a sweet smile.
"Dad, Mother" Call Fajri.
"dear, come home from school, son?" asked Fajira, walking towards the sofa in the following by two handsome men
"mother already. Aji thought it was straight to campus" he said kissing Irfan and Fajira's hands alternately.
"Aji's eating, baby?" ask Fajira while removing the provisions brought from the house earlier.
"the mother"
"would you like to eat again?"
"what can?" aji's great-grandson with a blushing face.
"maybe dear, who would dare forbid a father's child to eat?" said Irfan chuckled amusedly.
That day they ate well. As usual, Fajira feeds the two handsome men in turn. Until all the food was left unnoticed.
"Mas, my proposal was received by the lecturer, he said next week I have been able to seminar" said Fajira enthusiastically.
"wah, congratulations baby. You could end up with 3 years too"
"yes, after I'm done, I'll focus on the kids first. So that they can grow up to be good children, be devoted to parents and have good behavior as well" Fajira said making Irfan smile sweetly at her.
"thank you so much for wanting to conceive my son, to give birth to him, to raise and educate them so well"
"it's also my duty Mas, we'll educate our children together later"
"yes dear" Irfan turned his head towards Fajira and was about to kiss the beautiful woman. They forgot the jealous little creature saw his father and his mother chatting indifferently.
"HEKHEEEM.."dehem Fajri was vexed. And success made the two men jump in shock.
"uh why, baby?" ask Irfan.
"Aji was picked up just to see the scene uwu-uwu father same Mother only?" annoyed Fajri snickered and folded his hands on his chest.
"hah, that's not it, baby. Here Daddy hugs son"
"Don't want to, Aji wants to be with mom" Fajri got up from the single seat and tried to sit on Fajira's lap and hugged his bidadari possessive.
"this is Mother Aji, I'm not close. Hus hus there" he said to expel Irfan.
"That can't be like that, dear, your sin. Apologize to Daddy first" Fajira quickly.
"Later apologize, Mother. Aji wants to hug Mother first" said Fajri shifted his gaze from Irfan.
Fajira only chuckles at Fajri's expression which is very worrisome for him. What else Irfan who smiled wryly while scratching his nape that did not itch.
Until now somehow these two men of different ages are jealous of each other. It belongs to both of them. Moreover, Fajri is very unacceptable if Irfan has more time together with Fajira compared to him.
If it's like this Irfan will be dizzy himself to persuade the genius child who is sulking it. Persuading with money? have you done it often, with treasure? what else, what about playing tickets? Ajilp doesn't like to play Dad, it's just a waste of time. The answer is only one.
"Father should not be too close to Mother. If Aji moves rooms, then you have to move to the lower room. Let Aji in the next room" said Fajri firmly without wanting to be in the country again.
Fajira just rubbed the jaw firmly Irfan while saying patience Mas.
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TO BE CONTINUE