When Married?
The KM Part 149

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Hoeeeeek....

Again a rowdy sound came from the bathroom in the morning blind. Flowers rubbed his eyes then got up, tied his hair and got off the bed, he stepped slightly up still with a chicken eye.

Seen Literature was crouching on the side of the closet, Flowers approached and massaged his neck. Literature vomits until the throat feels hot and bitter, even the stomach feels squeezed like clothes squeezed water.

After being satisfied with vomiting, Sastra stood up and gargled her mouth clean. Flowers waited patiently until her husband felt better then the two returned to bed.

The flower sat leaning against the head of the bed while Literature lay with the thighs of the Flower as a cushion, her face facing the belly of the Flower and her arms curled up spoiled hugging his wife.

"I smear the white wood." Flowers grabbing a white wooden bottle on the bedside nightstand.

"No want! The smell of eucalyptus makes me even more nauseous." Literature shook her head strongly.

"At least eucalyptus can warm your stomach and after it will definitely feel more comfortable," said Bunga.

"No no no, I don't want to. I just want to inhale your scent, your body scent is the most comfortable and pleasant, able to make my stomach stop churning." Literature increasingly drowned his face and sniffed the scent of the body Flowers that indulged his sense of smell.

The flower giggles amusedly, although in fact he also pity because Literature experienced a sympathetic pregnancy. Where the husband will feel the pleasure of everything about cravings when his wife is pregnant.

"Darling, I'd love to carry your scent with me wherever I go, now I even have to wear a mask when I go to the office because I can't stand the strange smells that come to my nose while I'm there."

"I'm sorry, you must be tormented by the nausea and vomiting that's been afflicting you ever since I was pregnant." Flowers look worried.

"It's nothing, I'm happy to be able to participate and feel that when my wife was pregnant it wasn't easy. Let me feel all this, I just want you and our baby to be healthy and happy with me."

"Then... during your first pregnancy is like this also how you feel? the agonizing nausea of vomiting every morning?" satra's gaze was full of guilt.

"Hmm, just like you are now." The flower nodded its head and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby.When you're young pregnant I hurt you, my treatment of you is absolutely barbaric." The voice of Literature sounded raucous, visible a clear circle in the corner of his eyes that began to move down gave a trace on his handsome face.

"Don't be sad anymore, it's all over my dear husband." The flower kissed Literary's forehead and wiped away the trace of her tears.

"Don't think about it, let all the bad past slowly fade with the passage of time. Now we just rest again yuk, my body still feels sore because of last night's party."

"Which is bad? let me massage here." Literature immediately woke up and sat herself down.

"My waist, I want my waist in a swab." The flowers spread themselves and tilted his body. Literature follows lying side by side next to the Flower.

His sturdy arms embrace the waist of Flowers and close their bodies until attached, then his hands move gently rubbing his wife's waist.

"Rest, baby."

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