The Serpent Demon Tiara
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Paijo continued to continue his train to continue its purpose. He could not only rely on what Tiara gave him.

From morning till night, from, Paijo worked and went home with a smile that made them entertained by walking excitedly into his house which was welcomed by the wife who was holding her baby and guiding the child who was holding a toy.

“Kakkak an. Papa bring a toy you like not?” Paijo gave a toy to the curl who was immediately greeted cheerfully.

“Hoyee .. car rickshaw this car is very bad,” the child hugs a new toy in the form of bus-busan, while the main thing was he was strong in dropping just like that.

“What's his name, Nak?” ask his mother while looking down at the child with a smile.

“It... Buss, bayus yes Mah. Buss his bayus chekali,” the boy ran into the toy room middle took him it.

“Eeh, do not run later in love,” pekik mama.

Paijo stood up from his crouch, then turned to the wife who was smiling and kissing the back of her hand.

“Mas. I have prepared your favorite dinner,” said the wife.

“Halo darling .. not bobo yet, the beautiful papa. Bobo dong ..” greet Paijo on the baby who is in the arms of the wife.

“Balum, will you wait for Papa? today has not been carried for a while.” The wife replied as if her little daughter who moved both hands as if she wanted to be carried by her father.

“Oya, this beautiful baby wants to be carried by papa. Come ... may,” Paijo's hand rubbed on his shirt afraid of getting dirty.

And the plump baby laughed happily because he was carried by his father and moved his hands and feet.

“I want to cook a meal first, Mas?” paijo's wife pulled back.

Paijo holds a baby while wiggling his body slowly to let his baby fall asleep, chances are he has a plan for the wife. Which has been a few months since the birth has never been to, besides Paijo often vent his loss with Tiara.

Tiara used to say, never hurt your wife. Happy him and treat him well, let alone do something that hurts him. That can't be.

After a while. The baby fell asleep in Paijo's hands. “Dek. I put our baby to sleep, that's the curl to bed first? let's calm. I want to eat for a while, after that we rest.”

The wife frowned. But behind it was pulled to the side. She understood the masud of her husband. “Yo wes .. I didn't sleep first huh?”

Paijo put his lips together, then put the butt of the wife who passed him.

The wife mesem while walking to the middle room where if the curls play. “Darling, it's bobo night first yo? tomorrow play again the bus is stored first huh? the bus is also tired if played mulu.Ya .. bobo first yes?”

“But Mama .. au macih want belmain.Ndak want bobo,” nak it shakes and salty want to play, in the carrier does not want.

“It's been a night baby .. tomorrow play again, now bobo first.Yes already, Mama and papa want bobo. The main brother is alone and there will be a ghost iiy ... Mama is afraid,” her mama shudders in fear.

And the boy was dumbfounded and began to utter the nonsense of his mother who kept scaring him with the giggling of ghostly voices, made him crawl into the arms of his mother and hide in the chest of his mother who immediately carried him and brought him to his feet.

Paijo was waiting on a separate bed. But there is still one room. And he already looked restless waiting for his wife who was still putting the curl to sleep.

“Ahc long, later to wake up again tuh dear,” muttered Paijo while hugging bolsters. His gaze was defiant on the wife who began to move from the child's bed.

Then take the clothes from the closet he brought to the bathroom. A job she never wore for a long time.

Not long after, Paijo's wife returned in a very playful and appetizing task suit or flirting with the faith. Making Paijo's lips interested, his eyes glared perfectly. It was seen that he gulped several times, seeing a beautiful sight and long before he could see it.

Then Paijo's hand greeted his wife's two hands and pulled her up onto the bed and immediately fondled her with vigor.

After a long time of staging the action, Paijo felt different from Tiara. Every wear tiara is always narrow and biting, not loose like this.

Paijo pulled out his waist while closing his eyes. “Kok is different? tiara every time I go there is a bite and make my bed, but my wife is getting loose! not as fast as Tiara. Is it because my wife has gone down the machine time yes?” he murmured in the heart.

The wife who was enjoying the body of the husband, suddenly made disappointed, because Paijo ended just like that without asking whether the co-star is satisfied yet? And he wanted it so badly.

“Why, Mas?” asked the wife while looking at Paijo who was lying next to her.

“Already, I'm done and afraid the children wake up,” said Paijo who while glancing at the wife who looked so disappointed in her face.

“But, Mas .. I still miss, I—“

“It's been, next time again, Mas tired! besides later being delicious baby wake up or the curl, it is less fun.” Timpal Paijo cuts words from wife.

“They still look stunned,” whispered the wife while changing her position to sideways and hugging the waist of the husband.

Cuph, Paijo kissed the wife's forehead then moved and turned his back which still clearly wanted him.

Paijo's wife's bead looked up at her husband's suddenly cold back. He thought, what's wrong? she always tried to take care of herself after giving birth.

Sad and disappointed, Paijo's wife changed position and turned her back on her husband. Her tears flowed, falling onto the pillow that felt hot on the cheeks.

Paijo actually still wants it, but not with his wife but with Tiara who always feels bad. Make him opiate always.

“Tiara-Tiara-Tiara .. If you hear me, come into my arms!right now too. I missed you.” Then Paijo looked behind his wife and turned his body to her and hugged her.

The wife, who felt the movement of her husband, opened her eyes. Glancing towards the hand that was coiled on his stomach was extremely tight.

Time passed and brought them to a beautiful dreamland. But Paijo's sleep was disturbed by a loud noise next to the room that was quite surprising ....

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