When I Give Up
Chapter 189 Poor Si Otong
The day changed. Yundha's love for the Gods grew even greater. The woman did not want to be away from her husband. Even the campus was not excited. He would rather go to the man's office.
Do not be asked how Sadewa Pranawijaya feels, the man is getting crazy. His love and desire for the beautiful woman was even more mountainous because of his reply.
They both became a termesum couple rivaling Yudha and Selfina.
Yundha pregnancy hormones also affect her who always wants to get affection and caresses.
She does everything except dress up for her husband. On every occasion she was just busy scrolling her phone to find a row of sexy clothes that she would be able to wear and present to her beloved husband when the man came home from work.
Like today, he was on a final test but he had no desire to go to college and rather enjoy alone time with his husband in bed.
The gods are very happy, because they can play around with the woman who eventually competed to exhaustion.
The man was the supreme leader in his own company. He is free to come and not come as he wishes.
And since Yundha he could conquer, he only occasionally went to work, the rest he did on line only. He wants to follow the wishes of his wife who is very spoiled and does not want to be far from him.
Under his thick blanket, the two of them hugged each other very possessively. After the morning prayers they return to the bed to chat casually until they forget the time.
"Mas, I want more," the woman curled so spoiled. He even dared to lure the Gods first. His hand moved to the chest of the God field and gently stroked the fine hairs that were there.
"What do you want Hem?" ask God to pretend he doesn't know. Yundha instantly manyuned and distanced herself from the man.
"Well, how come?" he asked again with lips twitching furiously at his beautiful wife.
"Finally you don't understand me, yes if you don't want to. I'm just going to college." Yundha immediately prepared to get off her bed but her waist was quickly grabbed by the man.
"Try saying what dong wants, I must be nurutin baby," said the god persuaded. Yundha did not answer and instead turned annoyed. It was like being played by her husband who really did not understand her wishes at this time.
"No need!" reply Yundha with an annoyed face.
"Nda don't like that dong. Try here to say what you want?" the Lord asked, though he knew very well what his wife wanted.
"I want to take the final test!" Yundha snorted then tried to remove her husband's hand from her waist. His feelings suddenly turned 180 degrees. He was very upset with the gods.
"Darling, I don't know what you want?" persuade the Gods again. He knew that was not what his wife wanted. He then got up and hugged his wife from behind. His hands were coiled on Yundha's belly which began to bulge.
"No need. Not so!" ketus Yundha with a chaotic feeling. I don't know. He did not know why he became so baper and moodian as now. Moreover, the sound of his cellphone continues to interfere with his current mood.
"She, I want to, too, baby. You can feel it, right?" whispered God in the wife's ear while swiping his very hardened to the back of the woman who only uses sexy lingerie.
Yundha did not flinch. He doesn't care. He suddenly could no longer control his emotions. He immediately released himself and picked up the phone from a friend on campus.
"Yes, I'm going to college. Don't call me!" he said he answered the phone with a sniff. After that, he went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
The god just breathed. He regretted playing around and pretended not to know his wife's wishes. Finally he sat on the edge of the bed while looking at Otong who was already very frustrated because he did not have an opponent.
"Honey, from earlier your phone sounds constantly," said the god also grabbed the phone and showed it to the wife who had just come out of the bathroom.
Yundha grabbed the phone and replied, "Yes, I'll come along. Wait for me yes. Get me a seat in the back corner!" he said he answered the phone again.
"Why should it be in the back corner of Nda?" ask the princess from the other end of the phone.
"You don't know, anyway. Position can determine value!"
"Haha!" The princess laughed out loud.
"Yes, Madam boss. Don't forget to bring a cheat!" the Princess shouted from across with her cry.
"Wad. I haven't had time to make it! I'll make it in ten minutes!" yundha replied while thinking hard. She never studied and was busy playing nice with her husband. So now he needs a lifeguard.
"Okey, Assalamualaikum, I'm closing ya."
"Mosur."
Yundha closed the conversation and opened her towel in front of the god. He did it deliberately to avenge the man.
The god breathed heavily. Si Otong again wriggled fiercely but he could not do anything. Yundha looked annoyed and deliberately did that to her.
Yundha sneered, she could see from inside the glass the man stroked the Otong in great frustration.
"Mass," called out to him in a spoiled voice. God smiled. He was sure he would get the ration this morning though short and make the woman take another bath.
"Yes dear," replied the God as he stood up from his seat.
He quickly approached Yundha who looked very attractive. His hand immediately hugged the woman from behind and placed his hand on two favorite objects of a million people belonging to his wife.
Yundha closed her eyes feeling a huge squeeze of her husband's hands that was very soft and rhythmic.
"Mass, ugh."
"Hmmm,"
"Make me now a buoy for the final test yes," said Yundha in a passionate vibrating voice.
"Yes dear, but I bathe Otong first yes," replied the God with his head already filled with beautiful fantasies with his beloved wife.
"So!"
"Eh why?' The God's will instantly collapsed and shattered into pieces.
"I'll be late. So make it now mas!" tell Yundha firmly.
"W-what? What college do you mean, baby?" asked the God with a face turned serious.
"enlightening sharia. Time is only until I'm done getting dressed!"
"Ah yes, all right. But I went home from college to pick him up. Can't stand it, baby."
"Whatever!"
The god breathed his weight again and again.
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