The Love Struggle of the Village Girl

The Love Struggle of the Village Girl
Chapters. 165


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This time Zeen came home on time, came home from the hospital as in general, which is at 21:00 and he certainly went home with his Papa because he left earlier he was also with his Papa.


“Hahhh .. today was really tiring ...” Zeen lethargic body when walking into the house.


Albaret who was right next to Zeen immediately shook his head inexhaustibly.


“Just like that Zeen, Zeen. I'm tiring every day more because your Papa also has to take care of your work that was annoyed before.” Tymphal Albaret.


Zeen only snorted annoyed at hearing that, he preferred to continue his steps back and wanted to immediately stick to his wife, because his wife was a potent source of medicine. Why can it be said that? Because when Zeen is attached to Yuna, all the burden and fatigue that hit will be lost and it is all thanks to his beloved wife. That's what Zeen has been doing lately.


“Basic of the boy!” grunts Albaret felt annoyed when ignored by his own son.


“Papa is home?” Vina walked over to her husband, when she accidentally saw him while he was in the kitchen to fetch water.


“Yah .. fortunately Papa did not overtime until 12 hours again,” replied Albaret while pregnant with his wife to the room when he had given his briefcase to his wife.


Vina chuckled at hearing that. “Perhaps because Zeen is not truant again yes Pah.”


“Ya ... The boy actually wanted to try to escape again, fortunately Papa had already told the security guard not to let your son out. If not then all his work will be Papa shouldul everything again.”


“Emang why did Zeen want to escape Pah? Does he not feel at home diomelin continue with Papa?” asked Vina plainly with her innocent look.


Albaret to pat jidat. “Not that Mah .. The problem is that Zeen keeps whining about meeting his wife!” albaret said with a sigh.


For a moment Vina was made to laugh hearing that. “Oh yes? Yesampun the boy was in his bucini ranking with his wife.”


Vina painstakingly took off the already somewhat messy tie slowly, then she took off the shirt worn by Albaret as well slowly.


Albaret did not answer his wife's words and preferred to watch her face carefully.


“Padahan Papa himself nahan-nahan loh to meet Mama. We rarely walk together, also rarely spend time alone in the room because Papa is constantly busy in the hospital, too, Papa feels like he wants to retire from work and enjoy old age with his wife *** this me.” Albaret said in a sensual tone teasing the wife.


Vina who heard it made a shy smile, this “Papa! You are old, you say ****?Well, Pah he said while shaking his head.


“Loh precisely that Mah,” Albaret began to close his lips near the ears of his wife. “Mama is getting older, maki added tease.” His whisper was sensual again.


“Ihhh, Papa ah!” Vina slapped her husband's chest with her hand, which made Albaret laugh out loud.


“How about tonight we do it Mah?” albaret asked with a meaningful smile.


“Do what Pah?” Vina turned around to ask and pretended not to know with that remark.


“Of course do steady! Steady!” sarkas Albaret directly pushed his wife's body towards the mattress, so as to make Vina who was not ready was immediately stretched out on the padded mattress.


“Kyaaa .. Papa basic, really good!” peekut Vina's.


While on the other hand, Zeen was seen walking gontai towards his room. When he reached the room, he immediately put his briefcase and threw his tie at once because he felt anger.


“Sayang .. mas kangen really, want to be stroked you.” Zeen Ngasal's mouth was punctuated with a small ruckus from him.


But Zeen's words were not answered, the situation was even quiet in the room.


Zeen seemed to furrow his brows when he realized that. “Sayang?” call him again then start to circulate his gaze.


“Where is my wife?”


Zeen began to look for his wife from the toilet, to immunocompromised. But the whereabouts of his wife is not just there is nothing in the room. Of course it makes Zeen worried if something happens to his wife.


“Better I just ask Mama.” He then ran out of the room and into the room his parents were in.


When it came to its destination, Zeen immediately pushed through the door of the room impatiently.


“Mama! Mama!” zeen shouted to Vina the Mama.


But the door was still closed and there was no sign of it being opened. Of course not Zeen if he gave up just like that, he continued to push the door without thinking about others who would definitely be disturbed by the sound of the pounding sound that was a little loud.


“Mama! Mama! Zeen knows Mama's in there! Mama open the door dong Mah, Zeen wants to talk!” zeen shouted blaringly.


And finally his efforts were successful when the door of the room finally opened as well, and immediately displayed the figure of someone who opened the door that was none other than Albaret the Papa who was just wearing shorts without wearing a top outfit, at that time, and immediately showed the abdominal muscles that were formed on the body of the middle-aged man.


Albaret stared intently at his son with a look of annoyance, how not to be annoyed if he who was again pleasing to be bullied by his super nosy son.


“What the hell is Zeen? Disturb Papa who is still eating!” groused Albaret while wiping the sweat that was dripping because of the hot sports he did with his wife.


Zeen was even made to gawk at hearing that. “Jesus Papa? Papa smells of soil still playing? Not ashamed of what? I want to have a great-grandchild too, remember the age of Pah ..” grumbled Zeen shook his head.


Albaret who heard that also immediately plucked Zeen's arm. “Sontoloyo you're a child! Yes it's up to Papa to do what. The age of Papa is old, but Papa's energy is still the energy of young people. So never underestimate your Papa's stamina Zeen Albaret!” bright Albaret while dabbling around the waist looked at her son.


Zeen momentarily complained that his arm had been hit hard by his Papa. “Udah Pah, don't talk about that which makes Zeen's youthful soul struggling. Don't know if Zeen again withstood the dusty turmoil, even hot-hot.” Zeen grumbled irritatedly as he pursed his lips.


Albaret rolled his eyes lazily. “That's your pain! Papa mah bodo.” Actually.


Zeen let out a rough sigh while ruffling her hair with ftustration.


“Now where is Mama Pah? Zeen wants to meet with Mama,” said Zeen who wants to go to the room but alboret swiftly stopped his son's steps.


“Eee, who let you in young man? Don't try you! This is Papa's territory,” like him while placing himself in the middle of the door.


“But Pah, Zeen wants to talk to Mama,” whine Zeen like someone who wants to cry.


TBC.