Wife's Choice Mom
120 - BARREL MAKES OPIUM
This episode is also on the request reader, ask Laras to be reunited with her ex-husband. But the story is shortened yes let cepet finish🤤
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At 21:30.
The beautiful woman and the handsome man had walked into the room, each of them had finished brushing their teeth and cleaning their faces.
"Darling, change the lingerie, you bring your lingerie, right?" asked the handsome man, whom the woman could have guessed that tonight the man would definitely ask for something from her.
"Bring us up, but only take two,"
"It's okay, just wear it, I want to see you wear it,"
Laras just nodded in response to Arga's words and immediately followed the husband's wishes.
The slender woman took their bag of clothes, then went to the bathroom, took off the nightgown, opened the bra, then replaced it with pink-colored laughing lingerie.
Arga who sat on the sofa, waiting for the wife impatiently, from earlier his head turned back and forth towards the bathroom but the wife was quite a long time in there.
For four days the man fasted, did not go down and give a kiss on the wife's body and did not leave a stamp on the white body.
Tonight his head felt heavy and began to hurt because it held the desire that must be issued immediately, especially when this afternoon saw Laras finished bathing, so beautiful with long wet hair, so beautiful, the passion inside the man is getting stronger.
"Square"
The bathroom door opened, the handsome man did not waste any time instantly turning his gaze towards the bathroom.
A beautiful woman in white appeared there, with her hair deliberately untied and left to be draped over her white neck and part of her chest.
So many lingerie that Arga bought, making Laras confused must choose and wear which lingerie.
Tonight the Lingerie that Baras wore this time made Arga's eyes patterned observing the smooth-skinned woman's clinging.
So pretty!
That one word was stupefied in the mind of that handsome and rich man. His eyes were stunned to see his wife from fingertips to the tip of her hair.
In Indonesia, Laras has a body posture including high and ideal, not fat, not also flattened, precisely thin body but still pleasing to the eye, because the thin covered with his tall body, with a size of 168 cm, and a weight of 53 Kg.
Arga could not lie to his heart, until this moment, the man's heart was still always shaking violently every time he saw the appearance of the wife who wore lingerie, making him drunk and become opium, he said, and he could not even afford to turn away a single second from that beautiful white and slim-bodied woman.
Maybe this is what is called love of death.
(Hmm I don't know either, try asking Romeo and Juliet )😁
Even outside there, there are a million beautiful women but for the man the champion is still Laras, no one can match.
Moreover, Arga is now so memorized by the attitude and habits of Laras when serving him in bed, the woman always shows a shy attitude to make Arga increasingly opiate with the shame of the wife.
The man actually does not like women or the wife who is too aggressive, he prefers the nature of Laras who is shy but when the woman sighs to enjoy her touch, she likes the touch, that is what became a separate opium for Arga, making the man drunk and unable to turn away from the beautiful woman.
Arga could not stand, long waiting for Laras who was still standing in front of the bathroom door, the man immediately moved closer to his wife.
The barrel still stands clumsy and moves to ten fingers so that the clumsy feeling can disappear a little.
"Why are you standing here? come on up to the bed," Arga took the woman's hand, which now began to feel cold because of groggy.
Just like Arga, Laras also felt the same way, he had slept dozens of times and wrestled on the bed creating a sweat with the husband, he said, but until tonight he still feels embarrassed and nervous, especially Arga always looked at him unblinkingly every time he wore thin and bright lingerie.
Both of them sat on the lips of the bed, Arga still remained as usual, his eyes could not be seen the long-haired beautiful woman.
"Why do you always look at me like this?" Laras tried to ask, looking back at Arga.
"Because you're too beautiful, baby, don't blame my eyes on you but blame your face and body that's too beautiful" Arga said, flicking the hair that covers the chest, then with the eyes of his eagle he stared intently at the chest of the wife who now clearly visible contents in it.
Laras could catch Arga's eyes looking at his chest, the more day the man was indeed getting flirtatious to her, the more familiar Arga was, the more, Laras increasingly heard the poetic word of the handsome man as well as dozens of other flirtatious behavior that often do.
"You heard the words of mama earlier?," Arga asked looking at Laras who was sitting close to the thighs and knees like a princess of the Palace.
It seemed like the woman still felt awkward with the skimpy clothes she wore every night.
Actually she was not very comfortable wearing clothes lacking the material, but because of the request of the husband, who wanted her every night to wear lingerie, made the woman inevitably have to obey, he said, as a form if she obeys the orders of her husband.
"Yes, I heard you,"
"Do you want a daughter or a dear boy?" Arga tried to ask his wife's heart's wishes.
"I want a girl mas, who is cute and cute, I can put her on a shirt, hat, socks, shoes, jacket, all in pink, how cute..," decak Laras closed his eyes imagining a baby girl.
Arga smiled at the words of his wife, immediately he reached for Laras' head and placed it on his chest, dipping the fragrant hair.
"I will make it happen for you dear" whispered the man in Laras' ear and lowered his head and bit his woman's ear.
Laras' body moved slightly, responding to the soft bite in his ear, there began to be tremors in his heart.
"I love you dear..," said Arga still behind Laras' ears as she continued to kiss the delicate-skinned woman's ears.
"I love you, too, mas." the woman replied quietly on the sidelines of the feeling that made her tremble due to Arga's touch.
Slowly Arga slumped Laras' body into the soft mattress, then slowly the handsome man's lips began to move down each curve of the body Laras, and did not miss moving his hands to feel, and then slowly the lips of the handsome man began to move along each curve of the body Laras, and did not miss moving his hands to feel, touching every inch of seamless body barrel.
The beautiful woman closed her eyes tightly, enjoyed every touch of Arga, and occasionally slid******** from her soft-sounding lips in Arga's ears.
******* Baras has become an opium for Arga to make the handsome man even more drunk.
A drop after a drop of sweat began to pour out from the two bodies, let alone the more dominant man moving, seemingly rushing the sweat all over his body, all over him, while the woman is just closed to accept and enjoy every touch and gentle movement given by the husband.
Until at its peak, Laras again let out a long sigh while his two hands as usual squeezed the shoulder or back of the husband to withstand all the taste that seemed to sting his entire body.
"Maass..," cried Long Laras while squeezing Arga's shoulder and biting her lower lip, just this word that always slid from the lips of the beautiful woman whenever she was at the peak of favor.
Simultaneously, the man had reached the top, ****** length was not able to avoid Arga, he felt his whole body as if flying into space without wings.
"Iang..," the handsome man stopped his movements, the sense of pleasure had spread throughout the body, until now the body was lying beside Laras with breath still sting.
After adjusting the breath to be calmer, as usual the man immediately close the body to the wife's body, rubbing the sweat dripping on Laras' forehead, grabbed the beautiful woman's head, and then, snuggled into his arms and kissed his forehead.
"Thank you, I love you..," this is what the man always says after making love by not forgetting to leave a kiss on the top of his beloved wife's head.
"Sama-sama mas, I also love you..," said Laras, this word is also always spoken by Laras to reciprocate the word love from the husband.
Ten minutes later, Laras as usual will go to the bathroom to clean the body.
Arga immediately got out of bed, then carried the body of his beloved wife.
"From tonight on, don't go to the bathroom by yourself every time we make love, I'll take you.." said the kind-hearted man as he walked to the bathroom.
Laras smiles gratefully and happily gets Arga's treatment which he never imagined before would be as sweet and as good as this.
"Thank you" said Laras, putting his left hand around her neck.
Arga just nodded then kissed Laras cheek in response to the wife's thanks.
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Two Weeks later.
Friday, 11:00.
Arga deliberately came home from the office sooner, today the man plans to take Laras vacation to the village as promised some time ago that will bring the wife back to the village at least once a month.
After Friday prayers and after lunch, the two went straight to the village using Laras' Honda CRV, which was more comfortable using the car than Arga's Mercedes Benz, because road access to the village of Laras is not as smooth as the road in Jakarta, in Jakarta alone there are still many at some points of ugly and hollow roads especially in the village of Laras.
At 16:30.
It did not feel like they had reached the village.
Arriving in front of the house, how surprised the beautiful woman saw the house building that has turned into a very beautiful minimalist building, no less beautiful than the house building in elite Jakarta housing.
The shape is still exactly the same as the original building, nothing has been changed, it's just the whole wall, it's just, the floor of the house is replaced with granite and natural stone that really looks striking and very magnificent compared to the entire house in the village of Laras.
The doors, windows and roof of the house were replaced with materials made of wood and glass that are all modern and expensive, the house is also currently minimalist fence with trellis and natural stone, the house is also now preserved, adding to the elegant impression of the small house.
Laras immediately hugged Arga, and cried haru in the arms of the husband.
"Mas, why are you so kind?," he asked sobbing in the handsome man's chest.
The poor ex-woman never dreamed that her parents' only home would be as beautiful and grand as this, it is precisely during his life he always imagined that his parents' house would someday grow older and eventually collapse to age.
But not with the reality he saw this afternoon, his parents' house has been transformed Arga into a small palace that is so beautiful and amazing.
Laras continued to cry in Arga's arms, not because she was sad but because she was too happy to get a big surprise from her husband.
"You are too kind to me dear, from the beginning of the marriage I have hurt and hurt your heart but you are very sincere still willing to take care of and serve me every day without holding a grudge against me, he said, I still want to give myself a chance to improve. Whatever I have given you has not been able to atone for my guilt and abusive deeds all this time, everything I have done is as a form of my apology and my guilt-redeemer to you..," said Arga stroking his wife's hair gently.
"I'm really happy, and I never stop thanking you." Laras still sobbed at the sight of his parents' new home.
Arga broke down a hug, and wiped away Laras' tears and kissed the woman's forehead.
"Don't cry anymore" comforted the cold-eyed man.
Laras nodded then asked the man something.
"When did you renovate this house?,"
"About two or three weeks ago I sent directly architects from Jakarta to renovate our house, Rico takes care of everything, I want to make you happy by renovating the house relics of your parents,"
"Thank you, I'm very happy and lucky to have you..," said Laras smiling happily back to circulate the view and amazed to see the beautiful building in front of him.
Let's go in," asked Arga to open the fence lock with the key that from a few days ago was on him.
Laras stepped in following Arga, the beautiful woman was again stunned to see the contents inside the house, walls, ceiling, room, kitchen, kitchen, and the entire room including the sink and bathroom has been replaced with a new, all-modern and expensive.
In the kitchen has also been installed kitchen set that is no less elegant. Bathrooms and water tubs have been replaced with granite and some luxurious looking glass.
Baras was stunned to see the entire house that he thought was very beautiful and perfect. With a smile on her beautiful lips, her heart was happier to receive all the sweet treatment and surprises from her husband.
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Next morning.
At 09:00.
This morning Laras just finished bathing and washing clothes using a washing machine, Arga is still in the bathroom cleaning the body.
Laras is on the terrace, drying clothes, where there are different, where clothes clothesline used Laras today is not a rope like yesterday, but the clothesline, but it has been made by the Architect with clothesline made of stainless and sturdy round iron as large as the index finger, with a length of 7 meters installed neatly from the inside end of the terrace to the outer end of the terrace.
Laras car has also been parked neatly inside the terrace, a simple terrace with a width of about 8 meters and a length of 9 meters, enough to accommodate luxury cars Honda CRV brand.
If the size of housing in general, Laras house is estimated to be about the size of a type 46 house, it is very small when compared to Arga house which is terraced and spacious and has a swimming pool.
The barrel that was focusing on drying one by one clothes, was suddenly startled by the roar of the sound of a car stopping right in front of the terrace.
Someone shouted in the car in a slightly hysterical voice looking at the Baras house.
"Thar, is this the house of your poor ex-wife or isn't it? is mama dreaming?" cried a woman in her Fifty years with eyes widened in disbelief observing the house of Laras who has now become like a stunning little palace.
The woman with red lisptics blond hair looks like aunty girang, which is none other than Ema, Athar's mother, Laras' former first husband.
The five people in the car were surprised to see the house Laras which looked like a greenhouse because there were many glass decorations on the walls and pillars of the house and fence.
It is true, if we build a house using the services of an Architect, the results will be different and very satisfying, just like the current Laras house, being the most luxurious and beautiful in the village.
The five people in the car, Athar, his father Hermanto, his mother Ema, his sister Vera, and his wife Amy who were none other than Laras' best friend during the girl, were, the five planned to go to the city but their trip was stopped because they saw a drastic change in the house of Laras.
During this time every time they passed in front of the house of Laras, they always gossiped if the house looked old and fragile, but this morning after almost a month they did not pass from there, being very surprised to see the old house has transformed like a tiny palace.
The five people got out of the car and approached the fence of the house Laras, and the fifth was again surprised to see there was a figure of a beautiful woman inside the terrace watching their movements.
"Hey you! poor lady!," call Ema from outside.
Laras knows, the people outside are people in his past, Laras pretends not to hear the screams of his former in-laws, he does not want to care much less deal with the bad guys.
Laras did not answer, he resumed his work of drying clothes, without turning his eyes to the evil creatures out there.
Ema who was upset with the attitude of Laras who was just silent and ignored him, was determined to enter the fence followed by four other people.
Apesnya, it turns out the fence is not padlocked because this morning Arga had cleaned the garbage leaves outside and forgot to lock the padlock back.
Now the wicked men were standing on the terrace, surrounding Laras.
Laras who realized the five had entered the terrace suddenly stopped his work, then looked with sharp eyes at the ignorant people.
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