The Slengean Boy Love Trap
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Her morning

Mommy and Mentari have just arrived, they embrace each other giving encouragement and strength to Intan. For about two hours they were there. Mentari said that because there was a meeting of her whisky client, while Mother was forced home by the Star who saw her Mother a little pale and her voice hoarse.

Now they are back alone.

The star broke down after making a phone call to someone who, if stolen, heard them talking about a branch that would open earlier this month.

"Ang ... " Call her slowly.

The star, which seemed to be more silent, turned its head towards the wife.

"When do we go home?" ask Intan.

"Later in the afternoon, now you take a break!" the answer is to re-split the body by folding his hands over his head.

Intan silently heard her husband's tone that sounded flat as usual, her heart getting sicker. Thinking whether her husband was disappointed in her because they lost their baby-to-be.

Tears just flowed and sobs were heard by the stars.

The man opened his eyes and turned towards his sleeping wife facing the window, turning his back to her.

The star rubbed his face, then got up and approached the bed where Intan was lying.

"Why?" he asked when he was on the edge of the bed.

Intan who covered her face with a blanket, was shocked because she had tried to hide her face and muffle the sound of sobs.

"Why?" ask again.

Intan shook his head, then covered his face again. He felt the Star's hand stroke his head.

"Don't cry, sincere. Not yet our windfall" he said in a soft voice.

Intan looked back at her husband.

"Ang, must be disappointed with me!"

"No, I want to be angry or not to go back to our child!" said it.

The look of disappointed eyes is clearly visible, but as he said regret will not change all the destiny that has been outlined for them.

"Udah, rest. In the afternoon of the city home, I want to sleep for a while my stomach is crushed. Not good, the head hurts!" The star lowered its head and a short peek moved about to return to the sofa that was near the entrance.

"People..."

"Hmmm, what?" tannya

"Sleep here, don't get bored of the infusion hose!" Intan recalled last night her husband had little trouble moving, for fear of the infusion needle in his hand.

The star was seen sighing, then nodding after his wife slightly shifted her body.

Lying with a tight hug from his wife, his condition was very tired but could not fall asleep because his stomach was getting more painful.

He woke up again, clutching his stomach that was getting more and more painful.

Intan who was about to fall asleep woke up again due to the sudden movement of the Star.

"Ang?"

"I'm going to the pharmacy for a second, looking for a cure. It's getting bad!" Star grimaces.

Intan nodded, then her husband came out with his hands seen pressing on her heart.

The woman who had just lost her baby-to-be looked at the door that was closed. He just assumed that only he was sick, sad and also destroyed.

But her husband felt the same way. Even from yesterday afternoon there was only a hot chocolate that he put into his stomach. Anxiety and sadness evaporated his hunger.

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"Yeah!" The star pushed a wheelchair into his wife's nursery.

"No, I don't want to use that!" reject her.

"Yes, I'm carrying a car ampe!"

"No,"

"According to Yank, pick one!" he said with a slight increase in his tone.

Intan finally gave up and sat in a wheelchair pushed directly by her husband.

After getting into the car, the Star sighed loudly. It was as if throwing something heavy on his chest.

Intan saw clearly what her husband was doing. Her chest feels in rem*as strong.

"I'm sorry, Ang!" Intan said while holding back her tears.

The star that had just started the car engine turned towards him.

"Shhhttt, just a healthy spit. Focus so I can make you pregnant again, I promise you first. I'll make you a lot of kids." The star tries as hard as possible so that he does not show his sadness.

Intan who was about to cry instantly refracted her eyes, hearing the sentence that slid lightly from her husband's mouth.

"Bcr ... "

"Would you eat first?" ask them as they get closer to their home complex.

Intan looked at the tents of food vendors on the side of the road.

"What do you want to eat, Ang?" ask her back

"Me, I want porridge like it's still not good!" abugn.

Intan nodded, "me too. Anget in her belly!"

The star parked his car on the side of the road.

"Wait, let me go down. We're eating here!" The star got out of the car and entered a tent with a banner of a bowl of chicken porridge.

Intan silently leaned her head. Before long her husband's phone rang Intan grabbed the phone that was near the gears.

On the screen is the name Dinda with a profile photo of a beautiful and fashionable woman.

Intan was still glued to the screen of the phone. Eventually the call stopped.

Before long a message entered, on the screen looks half the writing.

"Tomorrow to see you at 9, before I go to the airport. I have something to say about us."

Intan saved the phone with a little throw.

Bad thoughts about her ex-playboy husband, back and forth in her head.

"Pantes, you are as usual. Ang!" muttered.

Staring at the approaching Star with his hands holding two cups of tea and followed the seller with a tray containing two bowls of porridge for their order.

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The star ate quietly, while Intan simply stirred up his porridge without intending to eat it. Her stomach was suddenly filled by reading a message from a woman's invitation to her husband.

She had no intention of telling her husband if anyone contacted her. It was not sincere and did not want her husband to respond to the beautiful woman's invitation message.

"Yank, eat. How's it just in the mix?" The stars drank the hot sweet tea.

Intan did not answer, even his face was more bent.

"Udah, I don't want to eat. Suddenly nauseous, sleepy!" ketus answer.

The star sighed, a little confused and annoyed into one.

The star took the bowl that his wife had thrust. Then he got out of the car, to return the bowl and pay for the porridge.

Intan looked at her husband, until a message was heard again.

"I got pregnant and gave birth to your child, but you have no responsibility at all. Please see me tomorrow at the airport."

Intan seemed to be a statue when he got the message, he immediately saved the no woman named Dinda. Then he deleted the incoming message.

She was determined to meet the woman from her husband's time.

When he finished he returned to storing the phone, with a sick but curious heart. He had to brave himself, wanting to know what the secret was.

The star came in with his usual face, then turned to his wife.

"You, why? still sick?"

"No, it hurts more to be a woman who gives birth to a child without a responsibility" he said.

The star frowned, "Who the hell is that?"

"Artist," replied Intan origin.

"Ordinary artist, it's like that."

"Huum, it's a good thing you're not an artist, Ang!" Intan turned with a thin grin at the end of her lips.

"Yes, anyways, if I'm not sure I'm responsible. That is what we did!" said.

"Masa???" Intan asked in a tone as if in disbelief.

The star laughed and stopped his car that had reached the front of the fence of their house.

After opening a wide fence, and intend to hold his wife's body. Turns out Intan was behind him. Walk slowly holding his stomach which still leaves a little pain.

"No, not waiting for me."

"Must be in biasain. Let's not depend on you!" said cynical.

"Udah, yank you rest! The more tired the more judes you are!" Intan's body he hugged into the house.

Intan several times tried to raise his shoulders. But the Stars are getting stronger.

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Happy fasting for those of you who run, hopefully smooth and healthy always The beloved 😘😘😘

Sorry inner born of itti who tried sholehah ahh... 🙏🙏