
After six months of pregnant travel, Inara no longer feel nausea let alone vomiting he had not experienced it. What he is experiencing now is often hungry and a lot of sleep.
Inara has been banned by Mr. Bagas from working again as an Office girl, until now Inara still does not know the figure of Ceo company where he works who he knows the figure of Mr. Bagas only Bagaskara Group Company clients.
The cool breeze in the afternoon makes Inara relax in front of the terrace staring at the pretty beautiful streets, Green trees and simple housing make Inara accustomed to this all-sufficient life.
He sits casually with his legs splattered with a distended stomach and even shows his sexy and crazy body. Since the content increases the body and pelvis Inarapun enlarged by itself. The smooth and white skin is so well-groomed and adds to the beautiful impression many times.
He is busy with devices that are simply busy surfing in a virtual world full of deceit, Inara feels happy even though her friends are all new. he had clicked on the name of the friend but he said again before he became a successful woman he would not contact friends, friends or other friends.
'How happy today' is her Inara distory status, the view in front of the house and her little hands touching her smooth knees. Many comments are subtle and praise Inara's life.
[Sister, surely the person is beautiful see his hands plus his feet just make me creep! with his sincerity]
[Hey! greetings to me from the employees you work for]
[Sister! smooth and white tips dong??]
[Sir, Where is the original?]
[Ciee bumil again nyantuy! deserted know if there is no you ra, when I maen ya to your house] @Maya.
A series of comments that Inara read, many boys and maybe om om om who commented on the status of Inara! he simply smiled without replying to them, more downwards were given by Maya's comments calling her a pregnant mother.
'Truly ignorant this child, can not really keep the secret' Inner Inara by clicking the name @Maya and reply to his comments.
[Yeah dong bumil can not be tired later his son like you musingin๐คฃ]
Reply to Inara's comments with the ending of the emoji ngakak. he laughed himself until the one inside the stomach kicked his mother.
"Aww.. aduhh dear kok kendangnya kenceng anyway do not like yes mother ngetawaain mbak Maya?!" inara asked the baby in a soft voice.
The day began to dim Inara moved to pick up the glass and its dress lying on the table.he covered the curtains and windows and doors because pregnant women should not be allowed afternoon to maghrib still outside the house.
He sat back down after taking a snack in the nightstand closet, he turned on the TV with chanel chanting the holy verse of the Qur'an with a volume that was quite audible by him and maybe for the baby as well.
Tiii
New notifications entered through massanger Inara gagas took his salary and hunted live him, an account he did not recognize named.
Al-Kara[Hyy] Inara simply popped her eyebrows she thought she was a prankster and ignored her instead.
His flick hand started to scroll back to his status which he had seen since an hour ago again, no stranger to the account name Al-Kara.
[It feels familiar to that antique table!] @Al-Kara
Inara instead showed her smile for a moment "there's just this antique table guy right again bumingnya basic human no work" he murmured slowly.
[Yes the table was like that many, maybe like other desk tables] Inara replied to the comment named Al-Kara, she shook her head again in a sign of wonder.
Adzan maghrib reverberated and as soon as possible the young pregnant woman left the tv room to wc in the back next to the kitchen.
Pray that five times now Inara Tekuni no longer said bolong bolong let alone lazy lazasan, lazy, he wants and often prays his prayers to the creator to bring happiness in the future when his son sees the real world this outside world that will be full of life drama.
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Unlike the case with Alvin Bagaskara who was being preoccupied by the happiness of his friend Johan Davidsen, Initially Johan only sent a photograph of the quality of a woman's hand resting on his knee.
Johan๐ฉ [Al likes the clear clear, this appears in the brand I must be beautiful bro]
[Ahh it's up to you. The cave is not doyan] reply Alvin cuek
Johan๐ฉ [Ya ellah elu stia very same one bunting woman also trus girlfriend is not, fightin what the hell luu??]
[Aishh it's up to me lah๐ก] reply Alvin again with terminated angry emoji.
[Maybe the same coincidence] Alvin replied again.
Johan๐ฉ [Yaa up to you aja deh, cape by the way lu๐]
[๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ]
Alvin just replied with a laughing emoji representing himself laughing at the friend loudly, an Alvin would also be curious about the photo he again researching.
"Now also said the Jojo, this is also the table exactly the mother's favorite table is the Limited Edition table is second to none" Alvin murmured slowly.
Alvin again saw the photo is very coincidental once Jojo the Johan Davidson screen shot the photo so the name of the uploader listed on it 'Little Light'
"Let's get acquainted with who is someone who occupies the house of the Prince" muttered Alvin while busy typing the name of the uploader of his antique table.
The top search he got but there was something odd when he saw the photo of the cover of an IR necklace he was getting curious and returned to the post that Jojo showed him.
He saw the contents of the comment and saw the comment @Maya at the bottom he entered in the reply and read it.
"It's easy to find you baby" muttered Alvin with a big smile. Alvin was very sure the account belonged to someone he was looking for as well as he missed, because the necklace signified his ownership.
He knew that when he met often saw the necklace in Inara's chest and when he saw it again, Alvin suddenly thumped he smiled a happy sign that his loved ones had found.
Alvin thought for a moment that he was worried that Inara had forgotten about it even the number that had been inactive again, he took the initiative himself to create a new account called himself just in short taken from his first name and last name Al-Kara.
๐๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐ค ๐ฌ๐๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ข. ๐
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Inara was busy with cooking for dinner herself and the child in the womb, The feeling of his heart this time suddenly turned good and comfortable.
Last month Inara felt a lot of sadness, anxiety, fear and even cried all night he had been through. But different from now the sense that he has not got after the baby stepped on the age of 6 months more.
Tong..
The sound of the bell from outside, Inara turned off the stove and the gas towards the front door he opened the scara slowly and the person who he thought was noisy came to meet his house.
"Taraaaaa.. Night bumilkuu" cried Maya and Lusi surprised someone in there responded quickly by kicking hard.
"Why should it be noisy? it's too bad to know come in" said Inara while stroking her stomach without stopping moving it.
The three of them ended up eating in the TV room, maybe not three but four with the baby in the womb Inara! Gradually eating with jokes and the oddity of the three houses that Inara usually feels lonely now feels noisy and warm.
He silently commented on his joyful smile, finally he had a friend who accepted his shortcomings. Although they knew him not long ago, they remained stia friends and always helped Inara with Ikhlas.
"Thank you May, Cii already wanted to come far here, kirain was in the boongan comments" said Inara opened the conversation because they were selonjoran disofa with the tv on.
"Yes the same as bumiil, I miss the same thing because this same want to sniff gemesh also if it moves" said Limpal Sambik stroked Inara's distended stomach.
"Yes Ra, you should not hesitate to be with us! we are the friends that I consider you and Maya as a family" Maya said chiming in on Lusi.
Inara shed her tears as a sign of the words of her professional friend. "Have not cried, very cry dahh your mother baby" Sela Lusi wiped the trail of tears on Inara's cheeks with affection.
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