The Tough Wife Belongs to Mr. Arogan
Bathroom

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Mom, I want to sleep with Mommy! I don't want to sleep with Mommy. Hiks hyks!"

The door was knocked, the sound of Dami's cry was immediately heard from out there. Of course it makes Morgan and Sherli immediately rise in a hurry. At once, the junior who had initially stiffened was now limp, as well as the body of the owner.

"God! Just about to start, too," decak Morgan rubbed his face rough.

While Sherli, she immediately wore the same kimono towel as her husband. He walked to the door and opened it then.

Chequek!

The door is also wide open. Dami appears to be being persuaded by the baby sister to have the child ready to sleep with her for the night. However, Dami's cry sounded even louder. Indeed, all this time, Dami never sleeps at night other than with his mother.

In fact, Morgan her husband deliberately booked a separate room so they could enjoy their first night, because tonight they did spend the night in the hotel room where they held a wedding.

"Honey, here sleep with Mommy and Daddy," soft Sherli, grabbed the little body of the son and carried him.

"But, mom. Mother's-right-" said the baby sister felt bad actually.

"It's okay. Dami won't be able to sleep if she doesn't sleep with me."

"Eu ... I'm sorry ma'am, because I couldn't calm Dami down, she got distracted. Again forgive me."

"It's okay. You can go back to the room."

"Okay, ma'am," she replied later. After that, the baby sister went back to her room.

Sherli brought the son's body into the room. Deep down, she felt bad about having to postpone her first night because of Dami. However, more than anything, his son was the most important thing at the moment. If tonight they can't do the first night, then they can do the next night.

"Honey, this is bobo with Daddy," pinta Morgan who is already lying down.

"Daddy? Mom, should I call Om Morgan with Daddy's call?" asked Dami so innocently.

"Yes, honey. He's your Daddy now, Mommy explained it to you at the time" Sherli replied, laying her son right next to her husband, and she lay down right next to him.

"Hm ... All right, I'm gonna call Om Daddy now. Dad ... Is it okay if I sleep here tonight?"

"Of course it's okay, dear Dami. Daddy was just happy to be able to sleep threesome like this" Morgan replied, whether he was really sincere or not, in saying that, only he himself knew.

"But Ma'am said, I can't sleep here. I'm gonna have to mess with Mommy and Daddy."

"Huh? Ahahaha! Says who?" Morgan laughed lightly.

"Kata Mbak's. What do you want to do anyway?"

Sherli could only smile faintly at the babbling of her son. The 7-year-old always wants to know more about many things, and he must always be able to explain whatever he asks. However, for this one he could not explain anything at all.

"Darling, Mommy's son is the most handsome. He said you were sleepy? We sleep now. It's the night, you know," Sherli asked later.

"Well, Mom," Dami replied obediently. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep.

Morgan stared at Dami's face and also the wife in turn. It was like a dream for him because from tonight onward he would never feel lonely again every night. There is Dami, and Sherli who will accompany her every night.

"Sttt!" Morgan's whispers blinked one eye looking at his wife's face with a flirtatious look.

Sherli could only frown. Either she really did not understand the gesture of her husband, or she deliberately made Morgan feel curious.

"Sttt!" Morgan did the same thing again.

"What?"

Morgan immediately glanced towards the bathroom. Of course it made Sherli instantly hold her laughter in such a way. Did she want them to do it in the bathroom?

"To the bathroom?" whispered Sheri later.

Morgan nodded his head while smiling wryly. Slowly but surely, Sherli began to release the circle of Dami's hand that was currently perfectly circular in her slender belly with great care. After that, he got off the bed.

Of course, it made Morgan instantly smile with excitement. He did the same with his wife. The man immediately carried the body of his beloved wife and carried her into the bathroom.

'There are many roads to Rome, hahahaha!' (inner Morgan).

Chequek!

The bathroom door was opened and closed slowly. Both went in there later. Slowly, Sherli came down from her husband's lap and stood leaning against the bathroom wall.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Because of Dami, we have to do it here" Sherli looked at her husband's face.

"Why should I apologize to everyone? It just feels like it'd be a lot better if we did it here."

"Huh?"

"I love you, baby. Thank you for your life Mas feels perfect now, you really are a complete package."

"Complete package?" Sherli of course immediately frowned.

"I mean, not only did Mas get a beautiful and gentle wife, but also a son whom I had longed for."

Sherli immediately smiled sweetly. One kec*pan he lay short on the lips of his beloved husband. Success, that brief, meaningful kiss successfully awakens ha*rat in the soul of a Morgan Maxime.

The long climb began, Morgan began to pull a kimono rope that was coiled around the slender waist of his wife. In a moment, a beautiful sight was presented before his eyes.

What he had imagined was now completely in front of him. Morgan's eyes immediately perfectly rounded. He had never seen a body as beautiful as his wife.

"Ko is dumb?" asked Sherli to wrap her hands around Morgan's neck.

"Just this time I saw a woman's body as beautiful as yours, baby. It turns out that not only your face is beautiful, but your body is also beautiful. Mas is really lucky to have a perfect wife like you," said Morgan before finally spewing out the ha*rat he had been holding.

Even a cold night was hot. The coldness of the bathroom floor does not necessarily make both of them resist the urge to hunt for a charm*atan. The village voice*an by village*an now sounds simple to each other.

SERIATE

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