The Passion of Casanova
The Amusement In The Morning
The day still looked dark, but inside the mansion it already looked rowdy with the loud roar of Aneeq. The handsome boy who was still nursing his mother laughed loudly when he saw Zoya's breasts there were many signs of ownership.
Zoya, who is still quite sleepy, is not aware of it because Aneeq is impatient when asking for it.
"The thought of Mommy, huaaa .. mommy Meyah-meyah, fanciful," Aneeq said as he nodded while pointing at his favorite object.
"It's bitten by a mosquito, son." Zoya tries to calm her eldest son down, reassuring himself that he is fine and there is nothing to worry about.
However, Little Aneeq remained in disbelief. She cries even more, feeling sorry for Zoya. "Lamutna christmas, Mommy's fir got your ass?"
Zoya is forced to nod, while Ken, who is preparing to make a dawn attack, has to make an impact to go to the bathroom. Because the plan failed completely. Even as a result of his actions last night, made Aneeq rampage in the early morning like this.
Aneeq's small mouth was gaping with already hardened tears. "Ndak's illness?" He asked while staring at the nanar, the thing he often sucked in looked very sad.
"No, Honey. Later dioles medicine also healed anyway."
"Didn't Mommy live, did she?"
Gosh darn. This handsome boy's mind was truly terrifying. Aneeq thought Zoya would die because of Ken's ownership.
Zoya immediately shook her head to dismiss all the bad thoughts that were in Aneeq's brain. The woman with five children also wiped the tears that flowed profusely on the cheeks of the flushed Aneeq. "No dong. Mommy will accompany An to big."
Aneeq pulled his snot that was about to fall. While her tiny lips were still trembling. "Canci yah? Alo it's doktel ajah."
"Mommy's okay, son. There's nothing to worry about."
The worry in Aneeq's eyes was so clearly visible. The little man rubbed his nose which was already very reddened. Then hugged Zoya's body tightly. "Mommy ...."
Aneeq looked up, looking at his mother who was always smiling. "Api An boyeh mimik ndak?"
Hearing that, Zoya chuckles even more, feeling anxious about her little son's behavior. He had a nosy mind to prank Aneeq.
"No way, darling. If An mimik later Mommy hurts," said Zoya while touching the tip of Aneeq's nose using her index finger, making Aneeq's face withering more instantly. The little man sulked with pursed lips.
"A little ajah, ndak boyeh?" the door looked at the mother with teary eyes. Zoya shook her head quickly, affirming that Aneeq would get nothing this morning.
Aneeq's lips moved there and there, he was trying to hold back the tears. "Yes, An ndak mimik yah. Mommy's fire is pottery." The little man's voice sounded full of shakes. Aneeq turned his face away, then his tears suddenly fell just like that.
Zoya who felt unbearable, as well as satisfied to work on her eldest son immediately clutched Aneeq's body. The woman with five children chuckled while kissing her son's neck.
"Boyeh kok, An boyeh mimik," said Zoya imitating Aneeq's voice style, then opened his chest that was so spilled. At that time, Aneeq did not immediately follow what he wanted, he instead looked at Zoya in confusion.
"Come on?" zoya asked, looking at her unmoved child and continuing to stare at the tip of her chest with a gulp. He knew Aneeq was dying to, but the little man was afraid he might get hurt.
As a result Zoya herself thrust it on Aneeq until the shoots touch the tip of the mouth. Aneeq raised his face hesitantly, he blinked as if asking Zoya, can he really suck it?
"Babyeh?"
Zoya nodded with a small smile. Without hesitation, Aneeq immediately devoured what became his favorite. Zoya chuckled in anxiety, then peeked at the top of Aneeq's head and brought the handsome boy to lie down.
While Ken had just finished from the bathroom, he stared at his two favorite people who were chatting on the bed.
"Huh, what matters last night is good."