Trapped With The Jelita
Peelaaan-peelaan..

Just about to start the battle to a more fierce round again but their movement instead had to be interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone on the floor near the bed, it seemed like it had fallen accidentally.

Pulu tried to ignore the increasingly uncontrollable sound, trying to continue to dive into what he is doing well but his ears are increasingly becoming itchy and disturbed by the ringing of mobile phones that are increasingly connected, it has stopped but sounded again.

"Leave it," ralen shook her head as her husband was about to end the warm-up session which was already very hot to smoldering just to see who had suddenly contacted such as not knowing if the contact was a married couple who married only three months and of course still excited even more those who have started to love each other.

Ipul seemed to think while looking at the mobile phone on the floor near the shirt and jeans owned by the wife who had managed to escape since a few minutes ago left her underwear alone, leaving only her underwear, while he still wears trousers with shirt buttons that are no longer buttoned showing his body shape even though he still wears a white singlet, but still it made Ralen unblinking and impatiently sneaking his hands behind the singlet continued to move his hands around the front of the husband's body.

Finally the ringing of the phone stopped making Ipul calm feeling the disturbance may have passed until he will start to resume what was stopped.

Ting Ting Ting Ting!

This time a series of incoming tones, short but repeated sounds marked there is an incoming message that is not only one but many, the ears of Ipul was again twitching feeling disturbed, he was about to move from the body of the wife who had been very waiting and longing.

"Mas Sai is more concerned with messages?" Ralen made a sound when there was no more touch she felt.

Pulled shook, just a message that although in large numbers but he will ignore rather than having to ignore the wishes of his wife who from the look of his face was getting impatient along with body movements that can not be silent.

The man will come back down..

"Geezoooooo!" the strangulation was unusually loud, making Ralen surprised until the eyes that had been half open were wide at the sound of the husband who was like the beating of a war drum.

Ipul was upset because his cellphone again rang loudly as if it was awakening from the passionate desire that had been lured by the wife.

"I answer first" finally decided to answer.

"No way." in fact Ralen even forbid, he was very anxious where to hold back again.

"Five minutes after that I turned off the phone" said Ipul.

But Ralen still shook his head, not willing to accept the promise that is often denied, he was very anxious where to be told to wait, is not it the same as dropping what is already very high?

Ralen bent her face and threw away her reluctant face to look at her husband who was already sitting on the edge of the hotel room bed they rented.

Ipul took the object that had become a troublemaker for both of them and saw who the person who did not give up continued to contact him even though he had been ignored, "Mama," he told Ralen.

Ralen heard it would remain he still did not want to look at the man whose hand was now stroking his thigh with an up and down motion, the way that Ralen did not recede and extinguish because after this they will return to continue the war.

"Yes Ma."

Ipul began to talk to the mother who immediately asked their whereabouts at this time.

"Again at the hotel."

"Who's the guy?"

Ask the Mama and the question makes Ipul raise the corner of his lips and expression strange, does not the question from his mother sound strange? asked who he was with wasn't this morning the mother saw for herself even the woman who told him not to go to the office to accompany his wife for a walk, so why now even ask with whom? does this mama think she's gonna play around with another woman? it's ridiculous!

"Mama's daughter-in-law, Jelita!" answering with a suppressed voice like she did not want the mother to think things through.

"Quickly you go home." the voice of the Mama again fills the sense of hearing of the Ipul.

Hurry home? what the hell, they've even just started but instead been asked to go home, obviously, Ipul will refuse especially when he looks at his wife who is getting inflated cheeks hinting that the woman is getting impatient.

"Not done yet Mama, later when it's finished just come home."

Don't you? an Ipul if it has been hit by pellets his wife will not want to go home without getting results.

"Ralen is pregnant! no good keeping in touch should from now on you learn to hold him Saipul! your son is still very vulnerable!" the mother reminded.

Vaguely Ralen could catch what his mother-in-law was talking about let alone her husband being nearby.

Ipul put on a confused face did not understand the view with Ralen who also did not understand.

"Is there such a thing? what does a pregnant woman mean should not be related to her husband?" tanya Ipul begins to find out about her ignorance.

"Not not necessarily but for a young pregnancy should be avoided first, want with her husband what else to connect with a neighbor's husband even very should not!"

Ipul became emotional to hear the last words of the mother, Ralen was his wife if he dared to connect with other men or husband people could run out he made.

"Did the doctor not tell you?" Mama Riska asked but had not been answered by the child she instead answered her own, "there is no way the doctor did not tell."

Time came to check a lot of what the doctor told him but he did not listen no matter because his attention had been distracted by the happy news he heard.

The hand of Ipul that had moved up and down on the white thigh of the wife was suddenly stopped and lifted slowly with the eyes of Ralen who followed and looked unhappy.

"You better go home now, after all, now that your mother-in-law's here from noon."

"Huh? is there a mother at home?"

Of course Ralen knew who her husband meant but she did not think too much about it, after all her mother came to her daughter-in-law's house why? let it wait because she still wants to continue but her husband instead acts destitute.

"Jelita's same pulse is coming home now," he said deciding without asking for approval from the woman who looked at him with guts and who pounced.

How biased to go home when they have not finished the war, will not only make anxiety unclear.

"Can be slow," Ralen's voice sounded heavy because it was surrounded by desire that had not been channeled.

Ipul shook his head, "you know me how Jelita, can not be slow if it's about our pleasure," said Ipul while buttoning back a shirt that already looks tangled.

"But I really want to."

Now Ralen whines and asks with a face that is adorable but what was said by the Mama actually made the catfish, Ipul, he did not want anything to happen to his two-month-old son.

"They're just coming home?" ask Arni on the besi who came over after finishing calling.

Riska nodded with a smile, "since a few days ago Ralen was eager to go for a walk and only had time today," Riska said.

Arni commented with a smile, in fact he felt very happy when he found out his son was treated very well with his husband and also his father-in-law, did not want to ruin the happiness of his son but he also did not want to see his first child become depressed let alone threaten suicide.

What if the threat was actually made? isn't he the one who will be even more sorry for never giving happiness in the life of his first child.

"You don't tell me about Mama, if I miss talking later I don't love you anymore."

When he arrived at the house of Ipul unceasingly reminded of the wife who was struggling spoiled in her arms leaning her head on the chest of her field when they were walking towards the door of the house.

Ralen nodded with her mouth that carved a smile, of course she would not say anything to her mother-in-law, anyway what was done by her husband because he forced.

"Two hours you just arrived? ckck." Mama Riska welcomes her son and daughter-in-law with a headband and whispers from her mouth.

"Street jammed really Ma," said Ipul calmly with a flat face.

"Times?" Mama Riska seemed to doubt her son's confession and turned to the son-in-law, "really stuck Len?"

Ralen who was still smiling did not clearly answer, "macet Ma, Mas Sai to peeeelaaan-peeeelaaaaan very careful so be careful."

"Huh?" Mama Riska frowned inexplicably while Ipul glanced and nudged his wife's arm to realize what he had just said.

"That's Ma, take the car slowly," explained as he scratched his temple.

Mama Riska piqued attention to the behavior of the couple who had just returned home.

"Where's Ma'am?" rather than making Mama-in-law suspicious, Ralen better divert by asking the mother.

"In the living room, meet up" said Mama Riska, letting her daughter-in-law in.

"It's really stuck Ma, suer dah," said Ipul raised two fingers as both of the Mama's eyes glared sharply suspiciously.

Which actually gets stuck in another sense.

After saying that Ipul immediately ran away from his own Mama, obviously Mama would not just believe in his confession.

If it is found out clearly he will defend himself, not to be blamed because he has forced his wife to go home immediately but his stubborn wife continues to sulk asking to be obeyed, inevitably he gives what his wife wants with pleasure.

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