Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Hard-headed!

We spent the whole day lazing. We went downstairs and curled up on the couch to watch a movie, just enjoying the time by hugging in a blanket. Sacred made popcorn and cut the brownie cake she made last night for us to eat. And a simple spaghetti for dinner. Nevertheless, I told Suci that it was the most delicious spaghetti I had ever tasted. For being prepared by someone special and full of love.

As night fell and dark shadows began to cover the earth, I asked Saints for permission to complete an office job that I had to immediately check the data via email. Unfortunately, it was the wrong decision. Suci was still on the couch while I was in his late father's study. The new time shows at eight o'clock in the evening, and Saints are tired of watching the show on television. Somehow the story, know-how when I came out of the workspace, Suci was focusing on staring at the screen of his cellphone.

"Dear," call me.

He was shocked until his phone came off and fell to the floor. His face was pale and his eyes began to glaze over.

"What's wrong?"

I took his phone. There was a slight crack in the scratch-resistant but the phone was still on. Not suffered any damage. And I see nothing on that phone. The screen is automatically locked. Then. I opened the password.

The deg!

Missing persons info. And how surprised I was when I saw the photo plastered on the fb application.

"You said he was in jail, Mom."

"Darling, I...."

"You're lying. You're covering this up from me."

"Maybe he's free or may have run away. It could be, right?"

The Saints shook in disbelief. "Lied!" the litching. "Honestly, Mas...please? Hm? Is he dead? Did I kill him? Huh yeah?"

"Darling, relax...."

"Please, I beg you, yes. You said we should talk to the dinging head. And remember, you're pregnant. Don't get this-"

"Can't, Mas..," he quipped. "Where might I be able to calm down, while. People's lives!"

"But he's a criminal. He deserved to die. And you remember, she caused you to miscarry. You lost a fetus, our future child. That bastard took away our son's life. So deservedly, lives are paid for lives. Even if you don't kill him, I'll shoot him in the head myself. He will die at my hands. It's the same, right?" I said fiery.

But my words still don't work.

"OK, fine. You're correct. But this guy's got a family-"

"We have a family too!"

"Mas! You know what I mean, maybe he had a son, a wife."

"What difference? We lost a child too, right? Don't be naive!"

"Obviously different. You understand that! They must be out there, their families are upset. His family is looking for him, Mas. We-we're"

Stomach hurts. He started holding it by hand.

Goddamn bum! I cursed in my heart. "Now you see your condition, what do I say? You want another miscarriage? Huh yeah?" I continued to scold her even though I was overwhelmed with panic, and even though I grabbed and carried her to the sofa my mouth was still babbling. "Lying here, I'll call the doctor."

I was just about to grab my phone on the table, but Suci refused to call a doctor. "I'm fine. I just want to go to the room. Would help?"

You stubborn!