The End of the Wing Miss
Baby Tegasi Modusin Again

Naya gave a small smile as she recalled what happened just a moment ago, before she decided to go home with Kei.

When Naya was still shackled by doubt, between obeying Kei's willingness to go home or stay with the in-laws, the tip of her eyes occasionally glanced at Puan Sri. But the middle-aged woman who still looked youthful remained silent, not reacting to anything.

Naya is increasingly immersed in the dilemma when Mrs Sri Latifah prefers to busy herself with the device in her hand. Looks indifferent, doesn't say a word.

Naya was shocked when the device in her hand shook briefly. Even more surprised to see who the sender of messages in the green application.

Sweety, go home with the baby giant. Mama doesn't want him sulking here. So, Nay needs to go home with that baby, huh?Don't be afraid, he won't dare to bite Nay..😜

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Naya leaned her head slowly while closing her eyes. The soft music from the stereo in Kei's car drove him further and further into the lena realm.

Kei who was driving, occasionally glanced and watched the girl while remaining focused with his steering wheel.

When the corner of his eye caught the scene beside him, Naya who began to fall asleep in an uncomfortable position, Kei immediately pulled over his car.

With a slow motion so as not to disturb the wife's sleep, Kei lowered the lever of the chair Naya occupied.

After feeling comfortable for his wife, Kei returned to drive his vehicle.

Before long, only about twenty minutes Kei had entered the streets of the residential area where his extended family lived.

Kei accidentally passed his family's stage house. He immediately turned off his car engine when he was in front of a semi-permanent house that although not as big as the Kei family home, but looks beautiful. The Naya family home.

For a moment Kei turned his gaze to Naya who was still asleep. The regular sounding of her breathing meant that the girl was already deep into the dreamland.

Kei smiled slightly. Slowly the strong man got out of his car. Walk slowly towards the door beside Naya.

Still with a slow and careful movement, Kei pulled the doorknob and opened it slowly.

Naya, who was sleeping soundly, coiled up with her legs raised, climbed onto the chair. Do not miss with both hands that are used as a pillow, placed under his right cheek, leading to the driver's seat.

Kei, who witnessed this, smiled back while shaking his head.

You little boy! His sleeping style has not changed. Still like to roll!

A few moments later Kei bent down and positioned his hands under Naya's knees and behind the girl's back, preparing to carry her bridal style.

After wrapping his hands around his neck, Kei got up from a bent position, stood up straight and started walking slowly.

Naya who was in Kei's sling remained undisturbed, the girl squirmed a little with her eyes closed tightly and then resumed her sleep.

After successfully entering the house with a little fatigue because while holding the wife, Kei immediately headed to a room that he had often occupied when returning home, in addition to his apartment in Port Dickson.

With careful movement, Kei lowered Naya's tiny body on the teak bed that still looked very sturdy.

A moment later Kei moved to open the white sneakers and socks that Naya was wearing and put them under the bed.

Just intending to go to the bathroom to clean himself up, Kei's attention is again distracted by Naya who looks uncomfortable wriggling while trying to remove the niqab that is still draped in her face.

Kei returned to the bed and released Naya's hand which was still trying to tug at the niqab.

"Sorry, you forgot to take off Nay's niqab" he whispered as he removed the face cloth.

For a moment Kei was again glued to enjoy the beauty before him. Naya's forehead looked slightly shiny with sweaty circles slowly descending down the girl's black eyebrows. Kei gently rubbed that sweaty forehead with his thumb.

The sharp look in Kei's dark eyes, turned shady. Now the view stops at the nose of Naya which looks short slightly curved, with a rounded tip. Nose button. Cute and adorable!

Slowly without being prevented, Kei's sturdy fingers moved down, gently stroking the rossy cheeks, white marble belonging to the wife.

Not lingering there, Kei fingers continue to move down slowly but surely towards the rosebud, the tiny pink lips like rose petals. It was slightly open, as if deliberately tempting Kei to touch it.

Kei's thumb gently brushed Naya's slightly wet lips, like the rose petals that were dripped with morning dew.

For a moment time seemed to stop. Kei again felt a unique and different sensation, but could not be easily expressed.

The handsome man who is the main heir in the family of Tan Sri Abdul Hamid moves his lips slowly, not only mengumm and soft pulumattt rosebud, pink rose petals of the wife, the wife, but also try to go deeper.

Naya who was flying in the dreamland, writhing uncomfortably, began to piqu. His body that has been sultry, the more hot because of the work of the husband.

Kei who was aware of Naya's movements, immediately released his link on the rose petals. His thumb also moved slowly erasing the rest of their salivary link.

Shuit! Why do I act like a thief?!

Kei shook his head while continuing to curse himself.

Patience Kei. There's gonna be a good time to have him completely. But for sure, that time is not now. Now focus on winning her heart, while embroidering the scarf of her trust that you had torn. After that, rest assured ... You'll win the body soon! Convince that!

Kei immediately got up from his position that had blocked Naya, moving towards the bathroom. There are embers that must be extinguished immediately. If not, he believes the embers will burn into a fire ready to burn him and Naya tonight in a wave that is sure to scorch.

Shiitt double! You have to shower this night!

Kei spent a little longer in the bathroom to cool down the flames.

After changing into sleeping pajamas, Kei again approached the still slumbering Naya. Slowly touched chubby cheek of the wife.

"Nay, wake up. Change clothes yes, let you sleep more comfortable", Kei still touches while occasionally patting gently on Naya's cheeks.

The girl only squirmed a little, but remained with her eyes tightly closed.

"Nay baby, let's get up for a while" Kei spoke again.

"Or..just copy your clothes?"

"Mh..." Naya only responds with a brief deheman.

"Can, huh?" Kei again negotiated with his sleeping wife.

"Mmmmmm.." Naya again cleared her throat, this time a little longer.

"You may, ngobuk dong, Nay?" Kei re-forced with his refined style.

"Mhmmm". Deheman Naya this time was accompanied by a faint nod that was barely visible.

Kei smiled, a little mischievous with his jail grin.

"Really, anyways? But, please don't be mad, huh?"

"Mhmmm... Mhm.yeah". Naya still cleared her throat with a still faint voice.

"Okay, you're the ngizinin, Nay. So, can you, huh?"

Kei's hand quickly opened up all of Naya's outerwear, leaving behind a heart-red interior, a stark contrast to his wife's white skin.

Kei occasionally squinted his eyes while sighing long repeatedly. His body suddenly returned to lack of oxygen.

Kei immediately enveloped Naya's body which was almost without thread. Naya now covers only two important parts of her body.

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Kei's always been Naya's modusin, huh?

To be continued

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