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while the damar began to swallow his saliva with great difficulty because he knew that his papa also helped his mama's wishes he certainly lost papa Hardy was one of the mafia and the damar knew papa Hardy how cruel and this time he really felt afraid of the threat of Sinta's mother about Yasmin.
" yes mah damar promise." said damar.
" good!!!." replied Mama Sinta.
" damar go in first ya ma" said damar gently hoping mama Sinta no longer obstructs her.
" yes there." snapped Mama Sinta.
damar began to walk into the room and he just stayed alone mama Sinta began to enter the guest room because papa Hardy was sleeping there.
" dear" said damar.
damar began to climb up on the bed and saw that Yasmin's puffy eyes and cheeks were still visible there were traces of smiling amber tears and he wiped the traces of tears and hugged Yasmin every once in a while he kissed forehead Yasmin.
" mas" said Yasmin in a quiet voice but could still be heard by the amber.
" yes dear." replied the damar as he continued to hug Yasmine's body affectionately.
" mas Yasmin kangen" said Yasmin spoiledly.
" mas also misses but from earlier there was an angel of Mr. Hardi who was very chatty" said Damar.
Yasmin moved away from the amber and she looked at her husband's face, she felt strange with her amber speech as she quickly pinched the amber's stomach.
" pity sick" said Damar as he stroked Yasmin's former pinch pretending as if the pinch was very painful.
" that's why don't you say that" Yasmin said proudly as she was already making amber in pain.
" dear" said Damar raise his eyebrows.
" no." replied Yasmin because Yasmin understood what the damar meant.
" let's go baby" said Damar who continued to seduce.
" mas Yasmin is sick again and does not pity the wife of this mas?" asked Yasmin with her face pitying.
" yes, don't be sad" Damar said.
damar pulls Yasmin into his arms and the damar hugs Yasmin Yasmin playing her hand on the chest of amber while the resin has started to close her eyes as the night is getting late.
" emmm." replied the dammar still closing its eyes.
" mas make yuk fried rice" said Yasmin.
" fried rice?" asked Damar who started to open his eyes.
" Yasmin is hungry and wants fried rice" replied Yasmin.
" yeah let's get up and we wake up mbok Iyem" said Damar who is now sitting on the bed also with Yasmin.
" yasmin mas wants a mas that makes fried rice" said Yasmin.
" but I can't cook dear." replied Damar.
" come on, Yasmin wants a mas that makes it, can see it on youtube" said Yasmin.
" yes it's come on but I can't guarantee it with his taste" Damar said of his concern.
" yes." replied Yasmin.
" yuk." bring damar.
" just wait." Yasmin held back the damar's steps.
" what else, dear?" said Damar.
" cook the mas while wearing a negligee" said Yasmin.
" it's a shame you don't joke about whether you wear a negligee" Damar said with annoyance.
" come on, it's just the two of us, no one saw and put on the negligee what was cooking" said Yasmin began to put on her sad face.
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