The Passion of Casanova
Python #28
Morning comes.
Today in front of the mansion Ken looks very crowded. Precisely on the street there was a blank number, everyone was waiting in line for oil distributed by the guards, at Ken's behest.
The mother python had come first, queuing the earliest since 1 p.m. While others are lined up behind, for the sake of getting free oil whose price is soaring expensive.
Fryers can be unused if this continues the story. Fortunately, their neighbors are pregnant and want to share the windfall in the form of oil with each person one cardboard.
Even because of the news, there was one family in line one to five people, in order to get oil supplies until Eid. It is quite possible to make fried renginang.
Anyway lebaran later they will thank Ken using renginang only, or banana chips smeared maseko, to be savory but make be*go.
The one outside was in a storm of oil, while the one inside was vomiting in the sink. New activities that Ken will routinely face, namely getting a morning sick attack. Since then, he had unceasingly taken out everything in his stomach.
But he has not eaten anything. It feels really excruciating. His stomach continued to be poked, until it churned and continued to ask out.
"Geek!" The yellowish liquid he had already expelled so many times, but had just stepped away from the sink, the nausea was attacking so suddenly.
"Patience, Hubby. You're strong!" zoya encouraged her husband. He massaged Ken's neck, and sometimes rubbed the handsome man's broad back.
He also feels anxious about Ken's situation, but he is also confused as to what to do. Because all of this is common.
Ken didn't answer, he just focused on his torment. Her baby python is really doing revenge, she used to love beating Zoya. Now the boro-boro wants to beat up, wants to go down just he feels powerless.
Ken washes his mouth with running water. Then he looked at Zoya with a barely powerful look. "Baby." Calling him weak, Zoya immediately supports Ken's burly body, and Ken instead squeezes him until Zoya's back is stuck to the wall.
"You want this!" Show Ken to one of his favorite fruits. Zoya was a little flabbergasted, she was about to reply but seeing the already helpless Ken, she finally nodded.
"But while sitting down, Hubby was drowning" said Zoya, then rubbed Ken's body until they reached the bed.
The two sat side by side, and Ken did not raise his head in the slightest. "You want this, Baby." Ken, now he's touched it. Nausea almost attacked, but Zoya immediately gave what Ken wanted, until the man devoured Zoya's pink shoots, as the antidote.
Like a thirsty baby, Ken took a strong sip, until Zoya let out a sigh. But as much as possible he does not want to be provoked. He simply rubbed Ken's hair, as well as the man's forehead, a forehead filled with sweat.
"Is the nausea gone?" asked Zoya, who saw Ken start to get engrossed with her sip.
Ken nodded without letting go of his mouth. One of the men's hands began to play Zoya's other chest. He began to be able to control himself, does he have to be like this every morning?
Feeling quite satisfied, Ken stopped his action. He looked at Zoya's slightly reddened face. "Baby, can't I take nine months off? I think I just want to be home. With you."
"Hey, what are you talking about, baby? Don't be so reckless!" ken protests with sharpened eyebrows, a sign of dislike.
"We're realistic, Hubby. Any woman who wants to live with unemployment."
"Nine months, Baby!"
"Nothing! Daddy twins have to be strong, let's work. Kan had been given energy intake," said Zoya while upholding Ken's body, although the nausea has subsided, but Ken's body still feels weak.
Ah, he wants to just collapse at home!
"Well, I'll take a shower and get ready for the office. Oh yes, in front of what is finished for the oil? I'm afraid to meet them" complained Ken with a lethargic face.
"Fear why? Are they evil on, Hubby?"
"No, Honey. They like my python, I'm afraid that if I go out, I'm wrapped in cardboard, what will you do?"
Hearing that, Zoya immediately laughed loudly. Why would Ken think that far? Though the reader anuable has already moved the direction to the Alaskan worm, so Ken should just calm down.
"Baby, don't laugh. You have to think of a way!
"Haha, why think of a way? It's easy, if your python is dicardusin, yes I'll just find the anaconda."
Ken widened his eyelids. "BABYY!!! DON'T LOOK FOR ANACONDA!" Rengek Ken did not accept.
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Author : Oh God... I want him... Miss her... Want him (Anaconda) 🤣🤣🤣 Again vomiting yekan, the bin instead look for anaconda.
Daddy: Noisy, Thor!
Ngothor : No papa, my seneng I you miserable 🤣🤣🤣
Daddie: THORPRRR!!!😤