The Boss' Wife
Chapter - 110 Withholding

"Eating fruit constantly, Ma'am?" Falisha saw the plate on my lap.

"During pregnancy it's good to eat fruit, Sha." said Oma.

Falisha smile. "Tau, Oma. It's just I want to ask." Take the fruit.

"I want dong too." Mika follows.

"If everything will, Mamas get it." Mas Abyan bargained.

"No need, Mas. It's also late at night. Looks like we all have to go home" Falisha said looking at the watch in her hand.

"Be a moment." I asked.

"Ra, you have to take a lot of rest" explained Mom, making me feel good about her attention.

"Tomorrow we also have to leave early in the morning." continued Oma. "Liar can prepare a place and food for the citizens present."

"How many people are there, Oma?" Abyan seemed to want to know, I was the same.

"If you notice it could be one village present." explained Oma.

"We shrimp are important, Oma." Mother's solution.

"If they all come. Poor Zahra is tired of meeting them." explained Mas Abyan.

"We'll see later. If Zahra is tired, go straight to the rest room." Oma explained. "Udah yuk, we're home." Oma stand.

Falisha, Mika, Mom's standing up, I'm coming too.

"Duh bumil if standing hard I see it" said Falisha.

"Ah ordinary. It's not as hard as you see. I can still shake my ass." I said.

"Congratulations, Abyan. Often seen for easy delivery." explained Oma.

Mas Abyan was just silent without expression, usually when discussing there himself smiles. Why am I thinking negatively.

"Don't be too tired." continued Mom.

"Yes Ma'am." Mas Abyan replied smilingly.

I don't know what he was thinking.

We all walked downstairs.

"Tomorrow we meet at Oma's house." Oma explained.

"Yes, Oma." I replied with a smile while greeting Oma, Mother, Mika, and Falisha.

The four of them caressed my stomach, feeling anxious.

"Dada.." said Mika and Falisha riding in the car.

I waved my hand as they drove slowly.

"Come, Ay. Come in." take Mas Abyan.

"Yes, Mas." followed Mas Abyan's path into the house.

Abyan closed the door.

Walk to the main room, just go straight into the bathroom. As always, wash your face, brush your teeth before going to bed. I don't want to go to bed not clean all. Sleep is uncomfortable if it is not clean.

After finishing the exit of the room, as usual Mas Abyan sat back to look at his laptop.

It was busy for Abyan.

Another way to the clothes room is to change into sleepwear. I want to wear something that looks sexy tonight. What was Mas Abyan's vision?

Sat set, dress clothes with a slight cleavage visible. My stomach looks so round. How many of my stomach is there? It is important that my son is healthy.

Decompose the hair that is now the length of the back limit.

Want a haircut, Oma always prevents for reasons that do not know the truth.

Out of the clothes room.

Get on top of the bed, it's up to Mas Abyan, interested or unwilling. I remember Cherly's body. Ah I became sad, but after I was ready to go to the gym. Compete with the actor.

"Oh..."

Seeing Mas Abyan. "Why, Mas?" Abyan walked closer.

Her body undressed above.

"But the fishing, Ay?"

My heart was swaying hebo inside there, looking at Mas Abyan's body that really caught the eye. My husband sports so much, to the point that it can form so beautiful like this.

"No, I'm here. Not fishing." Mas Abyan climbed up the bed, getting closer.

"Mamas tried to hold back, Ay. Look at you like this"

"Why do Mamas hold?"

Mas Abyan sat beside me. "For this." holding my stomach.

"Fear of why, Ay."

"It's not because of seeing another woman who looks like she's dancing"

The cup!

Mas Abyan kissed my lips at a glance.

"Why do you think that?"

"Because I look like a pufferfish." I'm honest.

"Haha... Haha..." Mas Abyan laughed while asleep in bed.

Funny where the hell is it?

"Ay, pufferfish. Haha... Hahaha..."

"Mamas, ngetawain me. Means right." I'm lazy to see Mas Abyan's face as if to trivialize me.

Mas Abyan began to sit down, tightening his body.

"Ay." pulled my face to see it.

The cup!

Kissing back my lips at a glance.

"Pretty woman out there. Seeing you're prettier, Ay. Especially with a stomach like this, it's very interesting" she kissed me on the shoulder.

"Mamas doubled?" who knows what lies.

"No, Ay. Serious mamas." he bought it.

"Why don't I believe it, huh?" feels so.

Mas Abyan's hand started playing the fruits inside there. "Mamas can't hold it anymore, Ay." she whispered in my ear.

"Mamas wants the child I'm carrying?" to the point that he held back.

Mas Abyan smiled nodding his head. "The age of Mamas has been said to enter the head of three or even four." to be honest. "Better Mamas hold it, than you and our son why."

Hmmm! I am honest with Abyan.

"Yes, Mamas fasted to the lahiran." I said.

"No way, Ay."

"Make sure, he said he was afraid I was the same as our son. Mamas is not a commitment." Jahilku.

"Slow down, Ay. Oh, um, said Aga-"

"The script is smooth." decided Mas Abyan's speech.

"In addition, it is good for mental and physical health" said Mas Abyan with a smile.

It could be Mamas, if you look for reasons that make me speechless.

"Kuklan, Mum. Don't hold it anymore." That's all I can say. Do not let Mas Abyan continue to hold back. As a result look for other women to vaporize everything in the hold.

Mas Abyan started kissing me softly. The game always gets me hooked.

Mas Abyan directed me to sleep. Letting go of the kiss turned to the neck as usual she flanked every inch of my skin. Mas Abyan's hand started to hold my clothes. "Mas." prevents it from being torn. I had enough of my clothes worn out in the ripped Mas Abyan.

"Don't be ripped off again. Let me let him go."

Abyan was smiling.

I first took off my clothes. Mas Abyan took the blanket and covered our bodies.

"Calm down, son. I'll exercise for a while." said Mas Abyan on my stomach which clearly visible movement of a tiny baby inside there, like hearing Mas Abyan's words. I could only smile, seeing Mas Abyan kiss my stomach. Mas Abyan came down. "Mas." stop me.

I really like Abyan to go there.

"See untun, Ay." the reason.

"Where can I, my mother."

"May dear" he said while playing my sensitive area.

Start my body bristling. "Mash.." Enjoy Mas Abyan's game.

The more I play my body can not be controlled as usual. Mas Abyan can make me helpless if invited to play erotic.

"aaah... Mas.." I said, I'm enjoying it.

Mas Abyan took off and undressed all his clothes.

"Who are you, Ay?" Mas Abyan was on top.

Smiling nods my head yes.

Seriate...