THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Bocil Disorders.

The afternoon of Diah's wedding was over, all left the house of Mr. Renggono. Marsel immediately brought Diah home.

Likewise with Melati, this time he invited Abim to visit his home which he had not seen six months, as well as control his ice cream business.

"Close grip" Abim said when they were already on his big bike.

"Indeed balloon brother? in tight grip" Melati's clawed, both of them chuckled.

"What do you want to speed Bang?" Melati still did not hold because she was ashamed of her father, and her mother who was still watching them.

"Here" Abim reached into Melati's hands and wrapped them around her stomach.

The big motor that had long been left by the owner was speeding towards Melati's house.

"Ih! Brother, if you bring a motorcycle do not like speeding anything!" jasmine protest this time he joined Abim, making him horrified, now they have reached the yard of the house.

"It's still not how much it is, so I asked for a grip" Abim chuckled at his wife's face, after opening the helmet and then put it on the bike.

"It says, it's a danger Bang, don't-don't... You've been in a biker gang, again!" Melati then went inside to follow Abim.

"Where's the motorbike? it was his teenage years, spent in the village" said Abim.

"Young age Brother, spent with Diah" Melati then giggled, while covering her mouth.

"Meledek" Abim pinched softly on Melati's lips.

"Uh Abang ih" Melati dropped her butt on the chair, pouting, even though Abim's pinch did not hurt.

"Here and here, I see, where's the pain? I obeyed" Abim turned his wife's shoulder to face her.

Spontaneous jasmine according. Then the lesambangan was used Abim to pull the nape of his wife directly ambushed the natural red lips, up to a few minutes.

Jasmine just draped her arms around her husband's neck, both of them feeling an overwhelming sensation.

While in Indonesia, the couple was busy with various things, until a moment like this almost no opportunity.

"Melatiiii.." Bombom's cry made the two release the link.

"Bombshell..." Melati jumped in shock, then stood up as well as Abim.

"Basic loe! fleas, menthek elek, less asem, filming in public places!" cerocos Bombom, makes Melati very embarrassed. He forgot that in the garage many of his men were working. Hearing Bomb's screams, they all ran to the living room, including Risda.

Abim sat on the couch, resting one leg on his knee, as if nothing had happened.

"What's this?" ask the aunt who was cooking to come out.

"There's nothing Bi" said Melati, smiling clumsily.

"Regularly Bi, the sound of the Bomb is like a can of rhombus" Risda said. He doesn't know what really happened.

"Mel, how are you?" Risda then hugged her best friend and boss. If with Bombom Melati had met when Diah had a marriage contract earlier, but with Risda only this time they met.

"Alhamdulillah..I'm fine Ris" the two friends then chatted.

"Other times..if you want to pervert in the room only Mel, stain the holy eye Iw, know not loe!" kelakar Bombom's.

"Seeett..." Melati shut her mouth because the five Melati men all gathered.

"You go back to work" Risda said.

All of them returned to work live Melati, Bombom, and Risda talked about the development of his business. Abim is busy with his cell phone.

"It's late in the afternoon, you better go home" Melati told Bombom and Risda. Melati took her husband to the room.

Abim hugged Melati's shoulder rushed into the room.

Abim circulated his view there were no photos or anything in Melati's room, only once did he enter his wife's room.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" abim asked, taking off the jacket and immediately taken by Melati hung with a hanger.

"Well, there's a special man in your heart"

"No way.gapain dating, nothing has been set-up, but there is no bond, the ends of the fight" said Melati.

"But if I used to date the same I don't refuse, right?" Abim held out his lips.

"But, in fact, my love is my brother rejects me outright, right?" Jasmine back asked while thieving.

Abim was stunned to hear the question of Jasmine, he initially just wanted to joke, even hit by the stone.

"Uhhhh! our chat is not good quality Deh Bang, mendingan I take a shower first" Melati rushed to the bathroom.

"Wait for Mel, we take a bath together" Abim chases after Melati who is still standing in front of the bathtub.

"I'll get his clothes" Abim smiled, after approaching the shower to take off his wife's shirt.

"Asians..."

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In a different place, at night the newly married couple became a bride of the nelangsa, especially for Marsel.

Hownot? Lita doesn't want to sleep alone, she wants to sleep with her new mom.

"It's the night Lita. You should be bobo, accompanied by Mbak Marni." said Marsel.

Marsel had been waiting in his room since the afternoon, but Diah did not come in, apparently Lita still asked in the story something.

Forced Marsel following caught the figure of his new wife just to sleep in bed with his daughter.

"Don't want to bobo with Ma'am Marni, Auntie will already be my Mama, so I want to bobo with Mama," he said innocently.

The little boy did not know that his papa was already agitated in the room. Tilted to it, tilted to it here, restraining her love desire.

"Grandfather" Marsel dropped his body on Lita's bed.

"Yes, but... Mama Diah has become papa's wife, so it must be bobo with Papa" Marsel does not want to lose.

"Diah... persuade dong! don't shut up" Marsel finally laid his body behind Diah, slipping his face into Diah's nape, playing around there.

"Let's just mister" said Diah, writhing amusedly to feel Marsel's warm lips, Marsel's breath from behind giving him goosebumps. Indeed, Diah was not ready to serve Marsel, still risi sleep together with him.

The experience of post-marriage first, when the first night just became a tempest in his household, made Diah a little traumatized by the failure of his third marriage.

The current Diah is certainly different from the previous Diah.

"Mama bobo just here yeah, don't go anywhere" Lita worried at the stay.

"Yes, now it's 11 Lita bobo first, tomorrow it's school" advised Diah while wiping Lita's head.

"No, said Mama biarin only" Lita justeru ndusel-ndusel to the stomach Diah.

"Grandfather" Marsel clucked many times, he was possessive with his son. Then recklessly uncovers Diah's pajamas from behind without Lita knowing, his face playing around on Diah's white shoulder.

"Sir" Diah lowered her sleeping pajamas to her new husband's back.

Marsel's hand coiled to Diah's stomach and finally two fathers, and the boy seized Diah's tiny body.

"Father huh! hands careful..." Lita put away her papa's burly hands. But Marsel's hands were strong enough to embrace Diah's stomach. Diah was embarrassed by Lita and then took away Marsel's hand.

"Sir, let Lita bobo first" Diah unconsciously said like that to make Marsel smile, then pulled his hand from Diah's stomach.

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"Sorry late up, because now you have entered school, budhe's busy growing."

"Hehehe.. sok-sok a busy ya budhe🤣🤣🤣.