Widow
eps 10's
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earlier, Clarissa compresses the paste onto Jojo's head. Feeling something on his head and smelling a bad smell in his kiss.
"wowhhhh..." Jojo was fainted. Slowly opened his eyes. And a little surprised by the existence of Clarissa who did not dress up was a little bit clumsy but still natural beauty even though not dressed up.
"Heh. You are really a boy. If you are sick, go to the doctor. Pake the nolak-nolak event. Nih wear a sarong.." he said and threw a sarong into Jojo's face. Even the confused Jojo is hypnotized. Wearing the gloves and also taking off his training pants.
"what do you want, cla." asked Jojo to Clarissa.
"Udah. No need to protest. I want to crumble and I tease your big body. Heh.." the grin is evil.
kreeks..
"aaargh.sick sick. Hey!! What did you eat my body. Aaaakkkh.." jojo cried.
"Resertions again I broke your real body ya bang. Don't mess with you like me.." threatened him.
kreteek...
"Dolly ****...!!! You wanna kill me huh??" jojo's sarcasm in Clarissa. But he didn't care.
Starting the legs, back, waist, hands and all the limbs of the jojo except "it" did not escape the death massage Clarissa. At least there is a spice of revenge and resentment in Clarissa Jojo. Remember that? What did he say he wanted to propose to Clarissa?
Krakk...
"Aaaaarrrggghh..mommy.." jojo screams but the last sound is when Clarissa finishes her massage.
"God, I'm going to throw up now." complained Jojo. Clarissa immediately tilted Jojo's body and faced her face to the basin she had provided from earlier.
"huueeekkkk..huuueeekkkk...hueeekk" Jojo who had not swallowed anything just vomited liquid. And it looked as if he was weak and collapsed again.
Clarissa piled two pillows so one for Jojo to lie down but before that she gave Jojo her homemade ginger.
"Drink a little. You're not invited to the hospital. Enjoy the pain." said Clarissa. Then go carry the basin containing Jojo's vomit.
"This is a girl. No disgust that is bring the former vomit. Aenek also imagined him.." murmured his heart.
"It's eaten bang porridge. Don't worry so much about being a guy. Eat yourself ye don't need bribes. It's big.." he thought when he re-entered Jojo's room.
"Please dear.." seduced Jojo while playing his eyebrows.
"I want to be a man too." sarcastically told Jojo, who answered with a small laugh.
"Don't dong be scrapped. Been a husband I would.." Jojo again floated his temptation to Clarissa.
"Drink." When Clarissa gives Jojo a warm sweet tea. Jojo held Clarissa's hand.
"I'm serious Clarissa. You want to be my wife." said Jojo. With a serious look at Clarissa. But Clarissa shook Jojo's head until the owner of the head grimaced.
"aaawwh." ringis Jojo's.
"Udah don't love first. Drink this tea keep you sleeping if I don't mutilate you bang.." he jolted impatiently.
"Kanjeng the queen. Bebeb Jojo bobo used to yaaa.." Jojo's wink was avenged by Clarissa's eye-hotting. Afraid he immersed himself in the thick blanket that had covered him earlier. Hiding behind a blanket but marching Clarissa silently.
ckreeek....
"Buseeet was home what mole city so big bang.." chapped Bu Roh but still in a whispering voice to Gerald and also Tamara who had been still at home carrying Juna son of Clarissa.
"Kok deserted dad, Jojo and Clarissa are still alive. It's so quiet.." - timpal Tamara.
"Mom, you sit on the couch first. But, uh Clarissa is it? Geez it was a good sleep." joked Gerald saw Clarissa sleeping on the couch on her stomach and one of her legs dropped by the head of the sofa. And another one that is no less horrendous pemirzzah...His sacred burrows flowed without being bogged down by the streets of the capital.
"Wuidiiiih.tuh ngecess's son. The feeling of bunting nih child never ngidam no sampean dah. Ebuseeettt.." babble Miss Spirit.
"Let's go to Jojo Mom's room, well, let's see how things are.." Gerald took the two women without Juna. He was put to sleep not far from his mother.
ckreekk...
the door to the room is open.(eeeaaakk).
They were all surprised to see Jojo's condition, which was only wearing a sarong without a single shirt and also without ac and most horrendous, his room smelled of onion gaaeess...
ish.ish....
patuuuuttt.(right.right..).
"Jojo seems to have improved, Dad. Look mommy hold her head, it's not hot." explained Tamara to those who immediately check her child's body temperature.
"Jaudah yuk out aje we bang." whispered Bu Roh.
"Hooh dad's. Let him rest pity mommy." he said lamenting his son.
pssssshh...
no sound but there is a smell.
The smell exceeds the smell of a closet that is 3 days not cleaned. Suddenly this makes 3 beakbaya that cover his nose. They also speak sign language.
"Mhhh..mhhnn mhhmm?(?mommy you farted huh?)" Gerald with a flushed face.
"Ngghhh..mmmhhh mhh.(openings, openings me.)" Tamara pouted for being accused of farting.
"Mh mnh mhh. Mhhmm mhhhm mmmhhhhh(Ah elah, your son on the farting. It smelled like a little bit of leaking tau ngga)" Mom Spirit rolled her eyes bawling at the two lovebirds and a half centuries.
They stopped the conversation because they couldn't stand the smell they smelled. When they got outside, they really breathed free air.
"Bhuaaaaaahhhh. Relieved nyaa.." lamented Tamara.
"Originally don't use your canned fart kid on ye bang. Danger is good." added Bu Roh.
"My son's handsome is down drastiss." continued Gerald with his grim face.
tbc❤❤❤
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