The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Tension

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"I want to sleep, that's your punishment. You see abis hugging the former," Intan turned his back to him with a blanket wrapped tightly around his body.

"Hey, where could that be? you! as if I were just a pe*muas, you're satisfied!"

"Yank, honey... Intan.. cungkring ... " He called until he finally cursed the wife who quickly entered the dreamland.

No movement from the wife, with anger and bi*rahi who was at the top, made the Star attack him. Reversing his body until Intan stretched out with a single movement from the husband.

"You, don't like it at will. "look at the angry glint of the Stars.

"Continue being free? hugging ex?" Intan tries to push the body of the husband.

The stars increasingly enclose the big body of the wife, even their stomachs have touched each other.

"Ang, kasian kids. You are angry you don't know!" Intan again tried to get rid of the husband.

"You, the ambush is not clear. Jealousy?" his eyes were still staring at Intan.

Their parallel heads couldn't make Intan turn her face away.

"Answer? you jealous?"

Intan ventured to open her eyes and returned the gaze of the Star that was still right on top of her.

"You think I can't hug other men, or for example Mas Faisal, can I?"

"Hey .. Don't try!" said it.

Intan sneers. "Could you do that?"

"Here, the problem is different, Yank. She just lost her sister and her mother."

" You didn't forget, did you? I don't have anyone2!"

The star sighed, it was his fault. Sok Humble even became a catastrophe in his household.

"OK, sorry. But you have me, our big family. They all love you, like it's more than I love their real family," he said a little fondly.

"Because no one will be as strong as you, as strong as me!" Intan raised her lower lip.

The little star chuckled, what his wife said.

"Yes, did you continue that yuk?"

"No, I'm tired of taking a hot bath!" Intan shuffled up despite the distress.

"I'm making warm milk, right?" He walked out of the room. Stroll with the tight boxer she was wearing originally.

Intan stared at the man's back which often made him rise in blood. But strangely quickly made his heart melt back.

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Intan soaked comfortably. Warm water as if giving a massage to his body that was tense and sore around his stomach.

The sound of the door opening caught his attention.

Intan opened her eyes and turned towards the door.

Ogh, what a sweet husband that is. It's true she came with a big glass of her pregnant milk. But something made her want to scream at her husband. The man he loved was walking innocently without the slightest cover.

"Brown milk is coming!" he said with a cheerful voice.

"In addition to two eggs and one banana!" added again.

Intan wanted to get angry and even woke up to hear what her husband said.

"I don't want to!"

"You refuse a husband, a sin!"

"His husband doesn't know the situation and the place" Intan interjected.

The star thrusts out a large glass of pregnant milk with that chocolate-flavored flavor.

"I'm waiting for you to get better,"

"What the hell's the big time?" Intan asked with the tip of her mouth leaving a trace of the milk she drank.

"Ck, kisut hunt. While I was massaging huh?' bargained for.

Intan who was in need of a massage immediately nodded enthusiastically.

The star goes into the bathtub, sits behind the wife's body. Start massaging the shoulders and radiating to the back.

" Good?" his tan slightly tilted his head near Intan's shoulder.

The pregnant mother was only able to nod small.

Her eyes instantly rounded as her husband's firm palm cupped his two pieces together.

"Ang?" snapped it.

The star giggled and tightly hugged the body of his sulking wife.

"After a while, wasn't it my time?" please nya.

Sounded rattled but Bintang could not resist Intan's wishes.

And the unification activity was repeated again in the bathroom carefully and with an express package. Reason can not make the wife exhausted in a difficult position.

They're out of the bathroom. While wearing his clothes, Intan screamed in pain. His stomach is twisted.

"Ang ... " He screamed. The star wearing his jersey came closer.

"What?"

"Why?"

"Where is sick?" he nodded his wife with questions.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts. Here, until the waist jiga hurts," Intan grimaced.

A panicked star rushed his wife out of the room.

"Ang,"

"Yes, be patient."

"Here, I'm not wearing that shirt?" Intan looked down at her new body wearing the first coating.

The star patted his head.

Then go back into the room to pick up the negligee that his wife had prepared to wear.

"Ang," Intan again screamed with her slightly lowered body enduring the pain.

The star came and put the negligee on the wife.

"It's only been 8 months, isn't it, Yank?" tanyanya panic.

Intan nodded, his hands were tightening the tip of the husband's shirt.

"More than 4 days to 8 months. Well, Ang ... sick, really sick ... " They've reached the terrace, when the Star remembers the car keys are still left inside.

"Ngga, don't get loose. It hurts so much, I'm afraid of jatoh!" Intan was reluctant to let go of their hand link.

"Sit down, just a second. I'll take the keys first, how do we go try?" The star sat his wife slowly.

"Because of you, why is this sick!" Intan continued to curse the husband who was running to take the car keys.

"Yes, it's wrong that I got you pregnant. You are also very easy to get pregnant," he said defending himself when he came with the car keys.

"Ow ... Mother ... " He screamed and cried, as the pain spread from his stomach to his waist.

The panicked star got into the car, when they were both already in the car. Intan patted hard on the husband's thigh. "The dealer, open it up!"

Panicked stars rushed down and opened the fence of their house.

"Wag... " Intan pulled the hair of the Star who had just re-entered the car.

"Patience, ouch. Don't jam, this pain!"

"I'm the sicker one" he screamed.

The stars resigned, his body sweating, his head dizzy, and his stomach was nauseous. He was traumatized by the birth process. Being a witness when her sister Mentari gave birth, three times her sister gave birth she witnessed it.

He also had to be willing to drive with his head tilted because the hands of Intan not also loose. As his eyes stared towards the light blue-colored negligee. He saw water seepage.

"Oh, is that what Yank is?" tanyanya's worried.

Intan who was rubbing her stomach looked down at what her husband said.

"Ang, what amniotic?" he asked back but his hand touched the seepage.

Smell at the wet end. "It's like a stink ... " He's closing in on the Star's nose.

"Eh, it's got me!" he nodded without shame.

"Blogs, ang ... This spit sakiiiit !" Intan screamed back.

The star has accelerated its vehicle.

Not less than 20 minutes, the car entered the courtyard of a private hospital in the Bandung area.

The star jumped out of his car. Shouting at the officer to help his wife. But he instead ran towards the trash can in the corner.

"Huwekk ... Huwekk ... " He spewed out all his stomach.

Behind her, Intan, who had been in a wheelchair, patted her husband on the back with one hand that she was wearing, rubbing her own stomach.

"Can we go to the delivery room now, ma'am?" ask the sister because she is worried about Intan's situation.

"Wait, my husband first. Sus!"

"Remember, manhunt!" He pulled the end of the husband's shirt down in the trash can.

The star just waved at his wife.

"Ow ... " Inan is screaming again. And the Star increasingly became spewing out its entrails.

"Sir, please take one more wheelchair. I don't think his father will be strong!" said the nurse to one of the security around them. Ready to push the wheelchair sat Intan.

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