The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Cacha patted his lips as he heard the sound of foot clattering that was becoming more and more obvious in his sense of hearing. Cacha's hands were squeezing each other, with her lips folded. The girl's face looks nervous, while Nadira looks so calm.

"What did you call Nadira?" asked Johan who was now standing between the two young ladies.

"Well, Cacha's just kidding." Cacha turned his head towards Johan, showing two peaceful fingers as well as a wide smiling lip. Nadira covered her laughter.

"You're so insolent, call Nadira like that!" nagging Johan, his hands were side-by-side with sharpening eyes.

"Yes, Dad! Marahin is a girl. Call it as good as your own!" nathan was not far from the kitchen table. His intention was to find his wife, but he saw his sister being scolded by his father.

"What the hell, brother? Don't interfere, you!" cebik Cacha's upset.

"Why? Fuck up! Cacha Maricha Hehey, the Goat Boy—"

"Jonathan Saputra!" Johan's voice rattled in the kitchen. Nathan immediately closed his mouth, while Cacha stuck out his brother's sticky tongue.

"Whose two kids are you?!"

"Father's son!" nathan and Cacha together.

"Why are you like that, whose descendants?"

"Mother's descendants!" The sister's brother again answered compactly.

"Braggles!" Johan massaged his temple due to dizziness with his two children. Finally, the man chose to leave the kitchen without saying a word.

After the shadow of the father disappears from behind the door, Nathan immediately approaches Nadira and embraces his wife's shoulders affectionately. Not to forget, a kiss landed on the woman's right cheek.

"Don't start getting hot!" exclaiming Cacha. His lips pursed and a rough gasp sounded from the girl.

"Darling, why don't you go tell me. I'm in a deep mood looking for you." Nathan kissed Nadira again, not caring for Cacha who was getting irritated.

"I forgot my purpose here. I'd like to have some guava juice. My body feels so weak. Tired, my bones also feel like they want to be broken," complained Nadira. Her hands massaged her nape to slightly reduce the fatigue from last night's romance with her husband.

"Law, Honey. Last night you dominated the game. But it's good to play WOT, more powerful to the inside" Nathan said without shame. Arum who had understood was only shaking in disbelief.

"Wedding, so you know what WOT is, DS. Let the mother be taught later styles, Mating Dog, Flying Toad—"

"Sister Nathan sucks! Mother Mila the Perverted Queen!"

"Why are you back?" nathan asked casually.

Cacha who had just cursed Nathan, immediately closed her mouth with a nervous face. He was afraid that his father would return to the kitchen. However, a moment later Nathan's laughter boomed in the kitchen, making Cacha suspicious.

He turned around, but no one was behind him. Cacha growled upset that he had been lied to again.

"Sister Nathan!" Cacha hit the table in anger, but a moment later she blew her hot hand.

"Eat him, don't be so cocky. Play the pinter gun, hit the table just ajar already want to cry," ledek Nathan.

"Sister Nathan has always been a ngeselin!" Cacha walked out of the kitchen with her feet stomping the floor, just like a child who gets angry when not bought a toy.

Nathan and Nadira are laughing at Cacha's behavior. After Cacha is not seen again, Nathan invites his wife to return to the room. Not to forget he asked Arum to make guava juice for his wife.

Arriving in the room, the bride who is no longer new, lay their bodies on the bed with each other embrace. Anxiously, Nathan battered his wife's face with great affection.

"Beb, next month's your birthday. What do you want for a gift?" ask Nathan. The man tightened his body to expel the cold that still felt through the pores of their skin.

"I don't need a gift, the most important thing is that you're always there for me. That's enough." Nadira spoke softly, his hand rubbing Nathan's hand coiled around his stomach.

"Hopefully he will soon be among us." With a gentle gesture, Nathan rubbed Nadira's stomach, chanting various prayers in his heart.

"Cold, Beb?" nathan asked as he sensed Nadira's movements that would curl up. Nadira only shook his head weakly in response. Without saying much, Nathan kissed the back of Nadira's ear making the woman's body feel cramped. Nathan's hand slowly rises, looking for the twin hills and playing his chip cocho.

Feeling Nathan's touch so soft, Nadira was no longer able to resist his sigh*nnnya. Seeing his wife who began to be lulled, Nathan flipped his wife's body and****** the lips of the wife who had become opium for him.

However, when Nathan began to lower his kiss and was about to explore the wife's neck, there was the sound of the bedroom door being pounded along with the sound of baby crying. Nathan stopped his movements immediately. The two of them were silent for a moment to ascertain who was pounding on the door as loudly as if there was a fire.