Wrong Uterus
Chapter.40

Syifa could not help but laugh when she saw that Arman could no longer run. "Mas let's dong we can rarely exercise morning together like this."

Yes, they are running in the morning around the luxury housing complex. This is the first time they spend time around housing because usually Arman is a closed person and because of Syifa's friendly attitude, eventually the neighbors can get to know who the owner of a luxury house in D block.

"You're this." Arman shook his head while trying to catch his breath. "For the constant sitting behind the table, I forgot to exercise. Just a few rounds of it's tired."

"Oh so the story of stamina begins to decrease due to age, haha. I noticed that Mas's stomach was also beginning to distend, "sob Syifa then laughed again.

Arman seemed to be unable to accept when Syifa said that she lacked stamina and her stomach was beginning to distend. "Huh, this is not bloated at all, later I will fight again in the gym, let my muscles return to how they used to be."

"Haha, I was just kidding. I'm running again." Syifa pulled her husband's wrist back to run to finish the final lap.

Because this day off Arman can spend all day with his wife at home. After the incident a few months ago they did more positive activities such as exercising, walking or going to visit Syifa parents.

The wounds of losing chili may still be felt but they believe that if God wills then that is the best. Today and next they will pass through all the destiny that has been outlined by hand.

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After finishing the morning workout, Syifa decided to take a shower immediately while Arman finished some of the work that he had to send his files today as well.

"Huftt's done, I better take a shower." He stepped out of his study room and then turned into a room located next to each other.

But Arman's eyes were opened instantly, when he saw the curve of the body that stained the faith in the morning. "Astaghfirullah, if another month comes you should change your clothes in the bathroom, Fa. Torturing the husband is his name.

A moment after getting dressed, Syifa turned to look at the husband with a sharp wrinkled forehead. "Who is coming to the moon? Last night it was last, it's finished bathing." He walked casually out of the room past Arman just like that.

Still in the same position, Arman was still fixated while trying to digest Syifa's words. "It turns out it's done, know like that I exercise in the morning in the room, when else. I'm busy tomorrow."

Arman immediately turned around to catch up with his wife who seemed to be descending towards the lower floor. The atmosphere of the house was completely deserted there were only the two of them because Arman and Syifa had agreed not to take the housekeeper.

Syifa felt she could handle her own husband without the help of anyone else. But if later they are entrusted to propose a baby, Syifa may take a babysitter.

Arriving downstairs Arman turned left right to look for his wife. The scent of onion makes Arman know if his wife is in the kitchen now.

Syifa lazily turned to look at Arman who was standing in the kitchen doorway. "Don't lebay Mas. Like never was."

Arman stepped closer and immediately hugged his wife from behind. "My wife, baby, I work six days a week. Sometimes I fall asleep until I don't get to spoil it with you."

Syifa tried to hold back her laughter while continuing her activity of sauteing chickpeas for an additional breakfast menu this morning. "Little kids aren't this pampered."

Arman rests his chin on his wife's shoulder. "You have your own magnet that keeps me from getting far for a while. Syifa can we do it here?

The whisper of Arman made Syifa's entire body heat up and crumble. "Let's go. Time in the kitchen."

"There's nothing wrong, looking for a new atmosphere. We're just the two of us in this house." He flipped Syifa's body with a single touch that managed to wash them both into the most intoxicating whirlpool of currents.

Reaching the passionate Gelora in the warmth of touch that uses high-level techniques as if it had been so pro in this affair.

After a while, Arman removed his touch from his wife. "I'll do it now" said Arman in a heavy tone of voice, touching his wife's neck with the back of his hand.

Syifa who has resigned can only close her eyes.for him, a wife should not refuse the husband's wishes, whenever it comes from the situation and conditions of support.

Syifa could hardly breathe when her husband brought her face closer, she was so ready that at last-

"Assalamualaikum, Devan Saputra is coming!"

Arman stepped back with a down face. "Astaghfirullah, fail again."

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