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Alva babbling

There are not a few minutes in the angkot, Alva has started to overheat. With a hunting breath, he opened his expensive suit, leaving a white shirt rolled up to his elbow.

However, it all means nothing. The sweat pours heavily from his temple into the collarbone. He flicked his hands several times, feeling unable to finally pull the tie roughly and unbuttoned one of the top buttons of his shirt.

That white chest filled with sweat looked so obvious. Makes that handsome guy even more charming.

"Sister," Chilla who saw it then called Alva.

While some pairs of women's eyes immediately glared, with saliva that felt out more and more, seeing creatures created by God that is so beautiful is in one place with them.

"Well, honey, is there no AC? Why is it so hot, please if it is ignited." lamented Alva, his face was already flushed, he continued to throw his breath rough, unable to bear the atmosphere like this.

Hot, jostling, even unpleasant odors continue to roar uncharacteristically.

Fucking place!

"Of course there isn't, honey," Chilla replied, she wiped Alva's forehead, the man's hair feeling wet.

Actually he also pity, but how else, this is all their child's wishes.

"Well, why would people want to ride a vehicle like this anyway. It's cramped, no AC, no more smell, I can't stand it!" grumbled Alva with a sour face.

Making everyone who was there, immediately raised a strange gaze, towards the man who was grumbling.

"Yes patient, dear." Chilla stroked Alva's burly back, the man's face looking increasingly frustrated.

He growled, then clenched a powerful hand, and punched the air around him.

"What are I impatient with? Why not install AC, at least do not make people tormented, very hot!" This one man is increasingly blabbering, let alone the weather of the capital city is blazing, with the density of the highway that never has seperation.

And that grunt, made one single mother readily look at him cynically. "Mas, if angkot there is AC, which is from the house until the market cost one hundred thousand, this is the capital 3 rebu ask there is AC, noh to the bus, complete AC, complete AC, bathroom, WiFi is also there." he explained in response to Alva's chatter.

Everyone was holding back a laugh, whereas Alva immediately piqued sharply with her clenched hands firmly, holding back the annoyance.

"Darling, already. So don't be so angry" Chilla tried to calm down, she hugged her husband's arm tightly.

"How can I not be angry, this is torture, dear."

"Mas," call the angkot driver.

"What's? You want to talk if I tell you to get a bus tour too? I'll sew your mouth later!" cetus Alva, stop the intention of the angkot driver who will return to talk. Though he was already pervasive, about to melt the atmosphere.

So spooky. His inner.

"Sister!"

"Huh, I really can't stand it, why the hell would our son ask to ride in a vehicle like this," I swear by anything, Alva actually wanted to curse, but out of respect for Chilla, she didn't dare to do it.

Hearing that, Chilla released her handrails on Alva. His eyeballs began to pool, with pursed lips.

"So my brother didn't come with me?" his voice sounded trembling, holding back the cries.

Alva hurriedly held Chilla's hand, one hand cupping the pregnant mother's cheek. "It's not like that, honey. I mean, what a natural can do."

"Are those angkots unnatural?"

"Obviously unnatural. How someone created a car like this_"

Handsome, but his mouth lemes.

"WHAT?" cetus Alva with a rising voice.

"Well, how bad is he?" say one of them.

Alva re-ignited emotions, ready to curse. But the grip of Chilla's hand made her groan, the pregnant woman looked grimacing. "Oh, ouch!"

Alva's face turned pias, with a burning feeling of anxiety, the man held onto Chilla's body. "Darling, what's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts, sister." lamented Chilla, she clutched Alva's arm until the man's skin turned red. His stomach was wrapped around, with a waist that felt increasingly tight.

The sweat starts to harden.

"Huh, must be because you're riding this angkot!!" maki Alva is inexhaustible.

"Mas, Brother!" again people called the handsome man together.

"WHAT?" Alva was about to respond to everyone's eyes, but Chilla clawed her hand.

"My stomach aches" the girl made a small groan.

"Darling, don't joke. Don't make me afraid of Chilla."

"How rich are the sick?" asked a middle-aged woman sitting next to him, she stroked Chilla's back.

"Tort it, Mom."

"You're right, this must be because of this angkot ride."

"Bag!!!"

"What's? What's wrong?"

"Your wife is about to give birth, Mas," the middle-aged woman replied gently. He was sure, facing Alva with emotion, instead ended up long and inexhaustible.

Hearing that, Alva's mouth immediately gaped, even she slightly shook her head, feeling disbelief.

"Huh? Be born? True sweetheart? Not for another week?"

Chilla shook her head, she didn't know. But the pain grew so intense that he roared loudly, causing everyone to panic.

"No idea, brother. But my stomach hurts a lot, ngghhh."

"Then, go to the hospital!!!" yelping Alva fast, he immediately hit the steering chair, until the driver gasped, he held the chest, where his heart was, the heart that almost slipped from the nest.

"Heh, we're someone who wants to go to work, college_"

"To the hospital now!!!!!"

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