The Secret Marriage of the President

The Secret Marriage of the President
Eat, Sleep?


"Nrou ..." Kalista chuckled to hear her husband utter a dreadful seduction that made her soul feel floated actually.


"Wombal? Haha ... Since when did you start, baby? Mas is always showering you with death seduction, but not a gombal seduction you know." Adryan replied did not accept that the word of praise for the wife was mentioned.


"Yes-iya Dear. That's how angry, anyways I like you know if in the same wombalin Mas kayak gini, feel we are still young."


"Yes, right? Indeed, the secret of youth is showering each other with words dreadful and merriment like this. But, there's one more thing that's gonna keep us young."


"What?"


"This?" Adryan put his hand on the in*i part of his wife's body with a whiny face.


"Byh, Maaaaas ... Mes*m akh ..." Kalista again chuckled down her husband's palm.


"Why? Mas your husband, yours is halal for Mas touch even Mas play in it in such a way also does not matter ' right? Mau Mas obok-obok, mau Mas hi*ap and ji*at like ads on TV, played in ji*at in kepatin, hahahaha ..." Adryan's chirps his face looks so happy.


"Yyyyahos ... Ikh ..." Shouted Kalista instantly imagining what her husband had just said.


"Why? Want ...?"


The calista nodded his head while smiling wryly.


"If it's ready, hahahaha ..." Adryan laughed and started a ritual that never bored him. Even though from the time they set foot in the house, there were countless times when they both did.


'Yes his name is also a honeymoon, ' (inner Adryan)


The couple really enjoyed the time they had. They are so enjoying their togetherness that will not be there for long because Adryan himself must return and fulfill his job as an entrepreneur from a giant company that he manages.


Mornings that should be spent by exercising in the morning with running or sunbathing, this couple spent their morning with sports in bed even though they were both bathed in sweat and sweat but still, the sport they did was not a real sport.


"Maaaaa ..." De*ah Kalista as her body started to stiffen, something inside there was really about to explode.


"Yes, honey. Let's blast together."


Calistas nod their heads while clinging to their lower lips hard.


Until finally, the two also groaned long when what they hunted they managed to get simultaneously and of course with perfect keni*matan.


"Akkhc ... Love ..." Ogre Kalista, his body really surprised*ng accompanied by a long voice*han.


"Yes, honey. Hm ..." Adryan felt the same way.


Bruk ....


Both of them were lying limp on the bed with breath still panting and chest that looks up and down. Not to forget, both bodies were bathed in sweat which now melted into one.


Adryan smiled at his wife's beautiful face, her long hair was wet with sweat. He also tidied the strands of hair that slightly unraveled to cover his beautiful face now.


"Today we take a shower together and continue to eat breakfast. Really hungry."


Kalista nodded while smiling slightly.


"When did we have breakfast again, huh?" Tanya Kalista stared fixedly at her husband's face.


"Remain, sleep 'lah."


"Huh?"


"Why indeed? Anyway our work here is just, sleep, eat, sleep again, eat again. That's until the next week." Adryan chirps so innocently.


"Good God, this Mas. It doesn't hurt to sleep, eat, sleep, eat, like that."


"Huh?"


"Find, aka there is his brother Son in your stomach."


Kalista immediately smiled happily. It seemed that he was already impatient to give the Son a younger brother and he would definitely be very happy if that really happened.


"Amin, Mum. Hopefully we can give him a little brother soon." Kalista hugged her husband's body tightly.


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Meanwhile, nan is far away. The son seems to miss his father and mother a lot. Two days left by both parents make Putra not eager to do anything.


This was her first time living with her mother. Though accustomed to not meeting Adryan the father, but still, his departure both simultaneously left a deep longing in the heart of a Son.


"Darling, eat yu first, son. You haven't eaten since last night." Pinta Madam Rosa the Grandmother persuaded her granddaughter who was still curled up on her bed.


"No way, Oma. I want Mommy to be with Daddy." Reply Putra sulk.


"Mommy's with Daddy again on his honeymoon, baby. Let them both go now. The son is Oma.''


"Why is the Son not invited? Do they not love their sons anymore?"


"Where might it be like that. They just want to spend some time together nothing bothers them. You know, when they get home, you'll have a baby sister, will you?"


The son immediately smiled happily.


"really? I'm gonna have a sister?"


"of course. Just don't disturb them first. Now you eat first, baby. Aaaaaa ...''


"Nrt ..." The son finally got up and opened his mouth, a mouthful of fried rice was finally able to land in his mouth and it made Madam Rosa happy.


"Oma, why can't the Son come with them? My son wants to see them for his sister too. Want to help them make a sister too." The son was so innocent, making Madam Rosa laugh out loud at what her beloved granddaughter had just said.


"Pastardly son. Make the sister can not be seen or help make. Haha ... Very funny to you, my God ...''


"O yeah? Wh why? How does making a baby go about Oma? Teach me dong."


Madam Rosa instantly raised both eyebrows.


"Huh? You mean, baby?"


"Teach me how to make a sister, I want to know Oma. Or if you don't take me to Mommy and Daddy, I want to help them make me a little brother."


Mrs Rosa is getting dizzy with the grandchild's play which is very unreasonable.


"Home ... Anterin I'm there, I want to meet Daddy and Mommy hiks hiks hyks ..." The son suddenly cried no longer able to hold his longing for the mother.


"Geez Son, baby. Pt ... Pt ... Pt ... Don't cry anymore."


"No, I'd like to see Daddy and Mommy right now. Take me there now, Oma." The son was screaming hysterically.


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