The Naughty Disciple Trap
Baby Road

I can't wait for Shayu to be born and be able to hold her and dress her cute clothes. The name has been prepared by her husband who is now increasingly busy working because in the moments of the birth of their son, Satria decided to stay home. Keep working but must be a standby husband.

The more here the more Shayu's stomach grows. He also started doing gymnastics with a YouTube guide. Shayu is lazy to leave the house, especially now the weather is very hot. What he did in the house.

Like this morning, after Satria left for work. Shayu deliberately mopped the floor of the room. Not without reason. The mother-in-law said it could make the baby's path easier. Actually Shayu did not really understand, just according to him so as not to be qualified.

"Hay baby, this is Mom's been hanging around. Let's go, honey! Do you want to take the road, or do you want to use gps? It should be so. Babies today are good at reading maps. You don't have to stumble like this. This is his name."

Shayu shook her head but still continued mopping the floor though while grumbling. Keep moving backwards with rocking and singing ala-ala important happy.

"Come Le... Le Road... Your mother wis pegel Le.."

Shayu rubbed his sweat that soaked his forehead as well as his body. In the sense that it was enough, he immediately moved and stepped into the mirror. Seeing how he looked and his stomach was already somewhat down.

"You're not walking the real way? It's the same." Shayu moved sideways to the right and left looking at her stomach. "Here you go, maybe he's tired."

Shayu immediately cleaned himself up and asked Si Mbok to make melon juice. It feels on a hot afternoon, drink melon juice with fresh ice. He immediately stepped into the kitchen holding his waist.

"Mr.."

"Yes Non. What'd the Mbok do? Lunch is ready, do you want anything else?"

"You need melon juice, Mbok. Use ice so seger yes Mbok. I'm tired abis nge-dj," said Shayu by demonstrating DJ style but did not make the Mbok.

The Mbok shook his head with a confused face and decided to immediately make juice for Shayu. It didn't take long, sat set sat set so. Shayu's order is ready to be broken.

"Thank you beautiful Mbok" said Shayu with a spoiled smile.

"Sama-sama Non, if you need anything call Si Mbok yes. Want to wash clothes first behind the hot mumpung," said the Mbok pamit.

"Ready Mbok."

Shayu immediately enjoyed the juice made by Mbok continued lunch. No more activities, after that he stepped into the baby room that had been prepared by him and the husband.

Spend time there by arranging an unfinished room. The blue theme dominates as it corresponds to the sex of their baby. Shayu also rearranged toys that still look messy until sleeping there.

Satria came home sooner than usual. Deliberately want to make a surprise on the wife who lately has been used to see him home at night.

"Where's my wife? How come there's nothing, what's going? But there's no permission." Satria calls Shayu's cell phone but the sound of her ringing is not far from her standing. Satria turned to the dresser and then turned off her call.

"His phone is there, which means he's not far away. Want to surprise even me who was confused." Satria went back out of the room. She's looking into the room of her future baby. There is a possibility when every corner of the room is absent, and sure enough. Shayu was asleep on a thick carpet surrounded by tayo pillows and friends.

"Mas is home?" Shayu glanced at the wall clock. "Tumben's home, Mas?" he asked again and then woke up from his sleep and then wrestled spoiled to Satria.

"Yes, I miss you. To yuk's room! I'm gonna take a shower. Want to come along, no?"

"You...." With his promise Shayu agreed. He also misses having time together. Just taking a shower is a rare moment because of the busyness of her husband.

Both of them stepped into the room. Satria occasionally kisses Shayu's cheeks. In his heart he cheered happily as the dipper greeted. His wife eagerly agreed to his invitation. Not in vain to go home quickly because it can be yes without forcing.

"Let's go!" Satria is excited. Tired of seeing the face of the sumringah of the wife. His muscles instantly relaxed after being so stiff at the thought of work.

The two entered the bathroom, not forgetting Satria closed the door tightly.

"You wanna open it yourself, do I open it, honey?"

"What's up, Mas?"

"It's both open-air."

"Ikh Mas, I know too. Yes, I opened it myself. I'm impatient too. You even use tanya," said the pregnant woman who suddenly sewot.

Just want to start it was a storm, until finally their joy changed with spoiled voices and moans that make the air hotter. Moving rhythmically with medium tempo. Helping the birth canal which he said could make it easier for the wife to give birth.

"Buck..."

"Dear, in a minute. Still nawky."

"But I feel like I'm about to explode, Mom."

"A little more, dear..."

"Mas I can't stand it," Shayu shrieked in a haunting voice. Satria catches Shayu's body and holds him tightly, fearing that Shayu might collapse and fall. Satria also groaned along with something that relieved he felt.

"Why come out a lot of gini, I'm like pee?"

"Maybe different, honey. More satisfied because I wanted to"

"Eh different really, Mas. It's safe no, Mas?"