The Story of the Children of the Juragan
200. Last night in Holland
Two Weeks later, Wulan and Salman were in the Netherlands. Tomorrow the two will go home, and now they are getting ready. The two told Natalie and her husband. Not forgetting to get ready.
After packing all his equipment in the suitcase, Salman and Wulan approached his grandmaid. The couple is sitting on the family couch.
"Hem, grandpa and grandma haven't slept?" Wulan hugged grandma from behind.
"How can we sleep? You're going home tomorrow. Better, you guys just stay here. We're really lonely. Moreover, your pregnancy is getting bigger. Makes grandma anxious. And so remember the time you were pregnant with your Daddy." retorted the grandma, which made Salman and Wulan chuckle.
"What about Salman's work there, ma? Kasian dong, if left for a long time. Yes already. We'll accompany grandma and grandpa until tomorrow morning. Let's not miss it anymore." suggested Wulan.
He also sat between the couple's husband and wife who was already so old. Salman was sitting next to his Grandpa.
The four of them told me a lot about things. Enjoy the last days in Holland.
Salman is thrilled to be in the hometown of his father-in-law. There he learned many things from the old couple.
It turns out that there are many ways to express love and care for our loved ones. That love, never looked at the social strata. Complement each other. Support each other. Mutually remind. And that love will be carried to death.
It feels like talking about love, it will never end. Because Salman always felt surrounded by good people and loved him.
The night was getting late, and grandma told them to go to the room immediately, rest. So that tomorrow morning does not wake up bad luck.
Not forgetting they hugged and kissed the cheeks of grandma and grandma before moving from his seat, heading to his room. Wulan carefully climbed the steps, with the help of Salman.
"It feels like we have to move to the room downstairs, baby. Because I watched you walk up the stairs with your belly." Salman rubbed his wife's stomach gently.
"It's part of the sport. Let me and the baby be healthy, too, mas."
"Hem, yes if that's what you want. If you change your mind, tell me. Let me set up the basement in my mom's house." Wulan replied with a smile and wrapped her index finger and thumb.
After the two cleaned themselves, they immediately climbed on the bed, and were in one blanket.
The two kept chatting before going to bed. Just like what Rasullullah did. Both of them are really very happy, destined to be a husband and wife, and soon also will have children.
Salman tickled Wulan's waist, as it was wrathful with his stomach. Especially when he uses a kimono shirt that makes his curves more clearly visible.
The initial intention of wanting to chat so that his wife more relaxed, even ended up arousing the soul of Salman. He landed a soft kiss on his wife's lips.
"Darling, I suddenly want this is it." said Salman, rubbing Wulan's cheek gently.
"I can't."
"Huh, seriously. Just a moment." asked Salman expectantly.
Moreover, seeing some parts of Wulan's body that expands, like cake batter makes the man immediately swallow saliva with difficulty.
"May later, if I have given birth."
"What! I have to fast that long?" salman's protest was disappointed.
Her cheerful face turned a little cloudy. And Wulan who saw the change, could not help but laugh. So it exploded his laughter.
"You, you're gonna fuck me up." Salman looked up and looked at his wife who was spinning.
"Ish, I love to do it. Feel my revenge." Salman pounced on his wife, until her body collapsed. And under the support of her husband. The two look at each other.
"Do it." said Wulan in a slightly raucous voice.
Salman was very satisfied his last night in the Netherlands, used to combine love with his wife. Wulan is the same. She was also satisfied, still able to serve her husband well. Even though she was pregnant.
Shortly thereafter, Salman fell asleep. After he cleans himself. Wulan cannot sleep. She slept sideways, and stared long at her husband's face. Then gently caress it.
"I love you so much, Mom. Thank you for wanting to be my priest." gently and carefully, Wulan gave a kiss on her husband's forehead. So that he does not wake up. After that, he tried to close his eyes, in order to get to sleep. Because in a few hours, it's almost dawn.
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