Annelyn And Om Bimo

Bloods

Annelyn's pair of sad eyes glittered full of tears that were ready to spill. Reflexes, Dimas hugs the woman he loves so much. She was sure that if Annelyn was really pregnant, then it must be her child. She knew very well Annelyn was a principled woman who was very strong at maintaining self-esteem.

Annelyn's tears just escaped, for a very long time she wanted to cry in Dimas' arms. He wanted to spill his frustration, his heartache on the man, even though it was the man who hurt him.

Foolish, but love does not blind the eyes and care for the ears. Whatever adult a person will certainly be childish when it comes to love.

" I'm sorry, please excuse me, Anne" Dimas' tears drip. Her pliers stroked Annelyn's long wavy hair.

Annelyn just nodded, I don't know, since long ago she was indeed weak if Dimas had already hugged her.

Later that night, Annelyn and Dimas, though they had no desire to reconcile, agreed to make a good start after the divorce, for the sake of the baby.

"Puspa cravings sate Padang, so I'm here at night" Dimas feed a spoon of rice satay Padang to Annelyn's mouth.

I don't know, Annelyn wasn't even affected by Dimas' words about Puspa, she enjoyed being fed to Dimas. Even the man's food had not been touched, but he painstakingly fed Annelyn.

" You eat a lot yeah, let the baby be healthy" Dimas said to Annelyn's nose.

Annelyn does not look thin, it's just for the size of pregnant women, she's like malnourished. Except, the chunks that look more and more fully expand.

The two of them are not like ex-husband and wife, but rather a couple who have not met for a long time. Joking laughter adorned their meeting, two hours more they chatted like before, Dimas forgot if anyone was waiting at home. Annelyn forgot about Dimas' betrayal, forgetting that she was so sick of being betrayed, she also had the intention of revenge.

Annelyn returns home to Dimas in front of a luxury apartment building. Dimas was a little surprised to see Annelyn's residence.

" I live with my girlfriend, you guys have met" Annelyn explained, after seeing a shocked expression in Dimas's eyes.

Her ex-husband still reigns in her heart, Annelyn still loves him very much. But he couldn't carelessly tell Dimas who Bimo really was.

The next day, not even at 07:00 Annelyn prepared a sandwich for her morning breakfast and Om Bimo. Wearing a knee-length batik dress wrapped in an apron, his brown hair was smeared original.

Looking at the wacky body in the kitchen from behind, making Bimo's heart beat even more, he was not strong near the girl, especially after his dream last night.

Walking towards the dining table, Bimo cleared his throat slowly, he hoped that his nephew would turn around and put on a sweet smile as usual. It was just that today was different, Annelyn seemed as if she had not heard Deheman Bimo.

Wah looks like satay padang makes bad boy crave. Bimo still looked at Annelyn's body from behind.

Huh.Not good to be stir-fried? Let's know the taste of Om.

"Lyn?? You hear me??"

Ohooo naughty boy. Just watch out I'll make you spoiled. Bimo grinned.

" Eh Lyn, my gift diamond necklace, how come you never wear it?". Rubbing his chin playfully, his eyes were still fixed on the body that was reluctant to turn around. I don't know what's cooked, it's been a long time. It

Huh uh?? The question is not exactly the time. Well, where's the necklace worth the apartment. That's the anger Om can be like a starving lion.

" Omm, Om tired huh?" Hurriedly approaching Bimo, massaging Bimo's large back.

Cup.

One kiss landed on Bimo's cheek.

Degh's.. God, why am I the one who feels bullied. That little kiss actually evokes something savory enyoi. How can I work quietly if my mind is always on yes iyeesss.

" Ehm. Lyn I know you sold the necklace." Staring at Annelyn sharply.

Pretending to be angry, Bimo tried to look firm, his heart was still dag dig dug, but he did not want to be too late, he did not want to lose, this brat had to be punished.

Now, Annelyn was unable to dwell, that morning, which he speculated, Om Bimo seduced him to apologize, the reality was that he was hit by the stone, sentenced not to work a week.

As a result, so bored, he accepted Dimas' offer to have lunch together. Her baby misses her father too.

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" Isn't your boyfriend mad you had lunch with me?" While looking at the menu. He was not used to Italian restaurants, his menu looked foreign.

" She knows me" Annelyn was also busy choosing foods that would not make her nauseous.

"I drank orange juice, so risotto aja." Annelyn smiled sweetly staring at Dimas

" I'm the same you're asking"

After ordering food to the waiter, they talked at length like last night. In Dimas's eyes, Annelyn looked beautiful wearing a dress with wavy brown hair draped. But still unable to shake Dimas' black heart.

When the waiter who brought the food came, Annelyn suddenly got a phone call. He walked away from their table to pick up the call from the unknown number.

Back at her desk, Annelyn drank some orange juice. " Misconnected people". Dimas did not ask, but Annelyn took the initiative.

Dimas just put on a smile hearing Annelyn's statement.

" Ah auh. shhh sakiit" Annelyn was in pain, her face paled, cold sweat suddenly running all over her body.

"I went to the tolet for a while, Mas" Walking quickly to the restroom, Annelyn endured an excruciating stomachache. His stomach was like being pierced by a knife many times, wrapped around it twisted as if the inside of his stomach was squeezed.

Annelyn fell, fell on the floor. His eyes began to blur, but as hard as he could get up, he did not want to die silly. Her tongue reached into the bag, looking for her phone, intending to call Bimo.

Stupid time with his nagging along the highway, smooth jaya without semicolon. More than that, Annelyn was afraid of the baby why-why. Her stomach ache made her remember Dimas' smile, her prejudice against Dimas could not be taken for granted.

Especially when something red flows profusely from the core of his body, along with cold sweat soaking the body, as well as increasingly suffocating pain.

" O om .. help me, Om" That's just the sentence that came out of his pale lips when the phone call was connected to the figure across there.

Bimo POV's.

I was frustrated, the little girl who soon had the little boy casually kissed me on the cheek. Do you think I'm an impotent man? Even I was confused myself, I was frustrated because I was afraid of not being able to control my feelings, or because I wanted the kiss to fall on my lips?

Haaassshhh, I want to throw a financial statement file on my desk. Every time I read the letters and numbers, my brain is smart even with no one imagining a dream last night. My girl who skillfully danced like a live eel was fried.

Annelyn, a name that since her presence in my apartment, made the important file that I used to judge now seem meaningless.

I love you so much, Lyn.

My phone is shaking, the name of the naughty girl is on the screen, maybe she wants to apologize for being allowed to work, she must be bored in the apartment all day.

Just now that I pressed the receive button, that groaning sound almost made me heart failure. Fortunately, I have no heart disease.

Hi gaesss, this is my novel is still a stage to be contracted. doain author this amateuran yaa..

Oh yes, sorry really yes updetnya sometimes every two days, hehe . understand mommy young, children like fussy ..

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