Sultan's son belongs to the CEO

Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
91. Ready Him?


After playing until noon, Fajri was asleep after lunch because of fatigue and satiety. He lay on his bed in their room. Fajira is still carving a happy smile because for the first time he saw Fajri as happy as it was when playing a game that suits his age. He still gently stroked Fajri's head so that the handsome little man was getting sleepy.


Irfan was always watching the movements of his son and wife from now on. He felt very lucky to realize his feelings quickly before meeting them.


Maybe if I still maintain my ego, this happiness will not necessarily be felt. Thank you my wife, because you've been willing to lower your ego to accept my presence again. Let me love you and our children, be quiet enough to accept and enjoy the great love of me.


Irfan approached Fajira and hugged her from behind.


"honey" call Irfan softly while hiding his face in the recess of Fajira's neck.


"yes, Mas. Thank you for teaching Fajri about his growth period" Fajira stroked Irfan's firm jaw with a smile.


"it's my duty, baby. I just want you and Fajri to get the best I can. Thank you for lowering your Ego a little to receive me back" said Irfan Lirih while peeping Fajira's shoulder.


"sama-sama, Mas. I just want Fajri to get a whole family" said Fajira still smiling but made Irfan speechless.


"do you not love me yet?" asked Irfan softly and made Fajira also fall silent.


"Darling?" he repeated when he did not get an answer from his wife.


"If I don't love you yet, I won't be expecting your child again, Mas" Fajira said.


"be-means you've already." Irfan's tanga is severed with a bulging eye.


"yes, I love you. Please keep my trust, Mom. Because I won't give you a second chance. Especially if Fajri knows. Will never be able to resist the wishes of this proud little son of mine. If he thinks you've hurt me,"


"Thank you, honey. I will take good care of your trust, but please look ahead to me, only me. And trust me, never listen to anything anyone else says about me, honey,"


"yes, it is."


Irfan carried Fajira to their bed so that they could move more freely without disturbing the genius prince's deep sleep. Fajira leaned on Irfan while rubbing her stomach which already looked a little protruding.


"Our son will be a girl what girl, baby?" ask Irfan chuckling.


"ih you, what a girl a guy, Mas! if I wanted a girl to want a man the same. The important thing is to be healthy and not one less" said Fajira smiling.


"yes baby, but I hope our son is still a boy this time"


"why?"


"let me not retire later hehe" Irfan said as he chuckled considering he wanted to retire early and spend time with Fajira.


"if you're retired, what do you want to do?" ask Fajira frowning.


"hmm? yeah what else is that? if not spend time with my beloved wife" Irfan and the naughty began to love Fajira's body.


"Mas!" Fajira tries to stop Irfan's perverted hand from touching her sensitive area.


"I want to love. We're the locker room, if it's gonna disrupt our handsome prince's bedtime here," Irfan immediately carried Fajira to the haunted room that he had renovated as a place huhah huhah them if there is Fajri in the room.


"Brake!" Rengek Fajira, he did not reject Irfan's invitation, only there was a fear of their own if they had sex too often.


But once Irfan, it's still Irfan. The man who has a hobby to force so that he can get whatever he wants, including a nice daily dad why he so much needs the exclamation of his day.


The afternoon became very hot for both, although the AC temperature had been lowered to the lowest limit, but sweat sweat sweat still poured on their bodies.


"Masshhh.. sshhh... already, I have no kuaattt hhuuh... maasss" said Fajira when he again felt the release for the next time.


"little more dearhhh.. huuhh..," irfan each moved over Fajira slowly and carefully. His body groaned when the peak of pleasure whack, he immediately plucked his knees from the nest of pleasure and spilled the thick liquid over Fajira's stomach.


"Fajiraaa!" its depth.


"you're not wearing security, are you?" fajira lamented as he felt the liquid melt from his stomach towards his back.


"thank you dear" said Irfan smiling with roaring breath as he kissed his beautiful wife.


"Together, Mas. I want to take a shower" said Fajira smilingly looking at Irfan.


"yes, let's take a shower"


"why?" fajira asked frowning looking at Irfan's behavior.


"no papa, baby. I just want to hug you guys. His sleep is no longer hard. Hopefully, Fajri is not strange sleeping style yes" said Irfan chuckled.


"hehe, Like father LIKE son, Mas" Fajira chuckled as she hugged Fajri and fixed her sleeping position.


They sleep while hugging each other. A happy day they never imagined before, not even a little. There are interesting things happening today, Irfan playing with Fajri without any obstacles including nausea and Ngidam as usual.


Long enough for them to fall asleep until the knock on the door forced Fajira to wake up from her deep sleep.


Tok...


"mrs?" call aunt from outside


"yes bi, hold on"


Fajira slowly releases Irfan and Fajri's hand circles from her body. He walked slowly to the door and opened it.


"What's bi?"


"sorry to interrupt your bed time. Below is his guest. He said business associate of Mr. irfan"


"business partner? not usually. Did Mas irfan invite him? What man is a woman, Bi?"


"his woman" said the aunt carefully.


Is she the woman Mas Irfan told me about yesterday? I hope he doesn't find trouble with me. Whatever happens, the integrity of my household is the most important thing. I won't let anyone ruin it. Bathin Fajira growled while determined for the integrity of his household.


"now where is bi?"


"in His living room"


"Please keep an eye on him bi. I'm gonna wake up Irfan first"


"Well, Him" Aunt passed from there.


Fajira closed the door and immediately approached Irfan who was still hugging Fajri.


"Mas, honey wake up. There was a guest below" Fajira stroked Irfan's chest softly hoping that her husband would wake up soon.


"enghh. in a moment, dear"


"Mas, there's your business partner downstairs, Woman. Did you invite him to come here?"


"hmm? A female? I don't have anyone, baby. Have you seen him?"


"yet. This is me also just waking up" Fajira only used a thin robe that covered the clothes he was wearing.


He only wears a thin black nightshirt, sleeveless and shorts above the knee. He looks very sexy with a clean white skin that makes a Hot impression in Irfan's eyes.


"Mas, you wake up, I want to go down first" said Fajira missing behind the door.


Irfan immediately got up and walked towards the bathroom to refresh his face.


"who's he? a female? I never invited anyone to come here. What don't-don't..." Irfan was startled and rushed to head down immediately.


While Fajira began to descend the steps one by one with grace. He looked at the woman who was also wearing sexy clothes from far away.


"hekmm.. Good afternoon, who are you looking for?" said Fajira and successfully made the woman shocked and woke up from her seat.


"..."


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