You Are My Sunshine
Part 117's
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"Darling, open the door. This is what I brought you." The hero knocked because the door was locked from the inside by Dara.
"Go! I don't want to talk to you anymore. It must be a lie, right?" shouted Dara from inside still with her sedu.
"Open up baby, I'm not lying. This is really a rut on the side of the road," he persuaded remain soft hope Dara luluh and want to open the door for him.
Czech....
Finally Dara opened the door even though it was still with a sullen face.
"Look, I'm not lying." The hero showed me the package he was carrying.
Dara watched carefully and it was true that it was the spirit she wanted. His originally pouting face instantly turned cheerful as his request was granted.
"Can I come in?" ask Wira is still in the doorway because Dara only opened the door a little.
Dara nodded and opened the door to allow her husband to enter. He took the package from the hand of the Hero enthusiastically then sat on the sofa and opened it.
The man was about to call Rina's mother to pour the dish into the serving bowl, but Dara whined and wanted to eat it directly from the plastic cup packaging that became the container.
"I want to eat it straight out of this container." Dara began to tear back.
"Yes, yes, baby. All right, let's eat." Wira really learned a lot of caving this time, facing a young pregnant wife turned out to have a lot of patience.
The rojak was exhausted in just minutes, Dara completely devoured him like a starving person, even in every mouthful and chew he looked so happy. After the contents of the container empty, Wira who was sitting next to him thrust a glass of water to him.
"Drink first, baby."
Dara drank it up to the toilet, he smiled happily then wrestled spoiled to Wira.
"Makasih Mas," he blushed as if he had forgotten that it had raged. The hero smiled widely and embraced Dara into his arms.
Dara nodded and hugged her husband. "But this is the one who wants his grandpa, not me" he said insistent.
"Dear dear, the grandpa will." Hero chuckles.
"I want to take a shower, from here and there making me sweat. If you're tired of going to bed first, don't wait for me okay." The hero kisses the top of Dara's head full of affection then passes to the bathroom.
"Yes my dear." Dara came back sweet after her request was fulfilled.
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After meeting with the water Wira again felt fresh, it's just that out of the bathroom her eyes widened because she found Dara was already in front of the door with a small towel in her hand.
Actually, Dara's welcome after he took a bath is a routine thing lately, but what makes him shocked is the clothes worn by his wife.
Dara wears sexy black lingerie that is so contrasted with her white skin, even her cleavage is clearly visible because the lingerie has a model of the neck section is very low.
The hero swallowed his saliva, was Dara not aware that his current appearance was tormenting her? The words of Raisa were still ringing in his ears this afternoon, but his wife seemed to provoke him. The hero turned his gaze the other way trying to temper his desires.
"Mas, dong nduk. I'm having a hard time getting her hair" Dara asked.
"Ehm. i-iya dear." The hero lowered his head while closing his eyes tightly, because if his eyes were open then he would be immediately presented with the beautiful cleavage of the twin mountains teasing his wife.
Dara seemed to not want to compromise, after drying her husband's hair her hands even stroked the chest of the field. The hero who was still closing his eyes then growled restraining his passion.
"Dear, please don't do this. I can forget myself, remember the doctor's message this afternoon, right?"
Dara put her cheek on Wira's chest and hugged the sturdy body. "I want you Mas" he sighed spoiled.
"But dear_" Wira interjected and opened her eyes with the hiss of desire that intrigued her even more.
"The doctor says it's okay to be careful. His grandfather misses Papa." Dara looked up at Wira expectantly.
Seeing the stare of his wife's disintegration was already his defense, in a second later he lowered his face fused their lips together and frowned them full of burning desire. The night was again filled with activities of the bed, but they still did it carefully without reducing the outpouring of love that was increasingly firmly entwined with the presence of the baby between the two.