Annelyn And Om Bimo

The Dimas

POV Dimas

Call me baj*ngan. I am the most cowardly and hypocritical man on earth. After taking Annelyn to her boyfriend's house last night, I rushed home, I knew very well that my beautiful goddess was sulking soon.

Two hours more I left it at home alone, well because my mother came home to pick up Puspa's son, with the support of the economy is very well established I can send him to school in Kota.

Tok to tok.

" Dear, it's Mas Dimas, open the door baby".

Silent.

Maybe he went up to the room?. I pressed the doorbell many times.

If Puspa craves, continue not to open the door, history will sleep outside this. For a moment, I pressed the bell again and again. Until I finally heard the sound of a key boy being opened.

" For a long time Mas, I was afraid to be home alone" Puspa whined scowlily, stomping his feet. He looks a little ugly at the moment. Unlike Annelyn who every pout her red lips always looks adorable.

" It's dear rame anthrenya." I hugged my wife, while my left leg kicked at the living room door.

I know for sure Puspa is holding a smile, he can not sulk for long, just hugged later also ask yes.

" Maasss, it was a long time ago, I craved it was not satay padang anymore"

I smiled, didn't I?

" What are you craving now, baby?" My hands gently caressed her slightly filled, thin cheeks. While one more hand is engrossed in twisting the masterpiece of God.

" Emhh I crave you mas". Puspa whines krogel-krogel like pinworms

Tuh right? Puspa is the strongest woman I have ever met, many times yes, she never gets bored, never refuses and does not want to be rejected. Truly super quality duper mantle.

We finally finished everything in the living room. With a shrill voice screeching without fear of being discovered by Mother.

Damn I was the last second when heaven was reached by the cuss I called Annelyn's name, damn it.

Plaakk.

Puspa who was still enjoying the rest of the scattered heaven, rose up and slapped my cheek.

" Your path, Mas!". He who had originally planted a smile of satisfaction, now changed into tears of tears.

Huuu huuuuu huuuuuuu

The atmosphere of the night was so quiet, it must have made her cry so scary, somehow my hair suddenly stood up. True too said Annelyn, Puspa can look like teteh Kunti.

Her growing cries, awakened me from reality. She's your wife Dimas, not Teteh Kunti, it's your fault. My brain was born smart.

Forcibly, I told her about my encounter with Annelyn, about her pregnancy, her cravings, and of course everything. I can not deny the aura of a lion who disturbed his sleep lit up brightly in the eyes of Puspa.

" You chose a child from me or from him?"

Deghs. A question I can't answer at all. I'm happy to hear Annelyn's pregnant with my son. Earlier, I felt a wistful look in Annelyn's beautiful eyes, eyes that usually exuded cheerfulness and fighting spirit. I don't want to hurt her anymore, and I really don't intend to.

" If you choose him, divorce me. I'm gonna throw this baby away like I used to". Puspa threatened me, and I knew he never messed around.

Just like when we were both students, my late father was a respected landlord. My life has never been difficult, so I am too busy, Puspa and I dated like a married couple, never studied and did not care about college. My life used to be filled with love with Puspa.

Until one day, she was pregnant, and I refused to take responsibility even though I loved her very much. I'm not ready to accept my father's raw bogem. Our relationship stretched after he dumped the fetus. But of course we did not break up, even after she married the son of the next village chief.

So here I ended up, sitting watching my ex-wife drinking her favorite orange juice, she smiled so sweetly, and prettier. Don't forget the body, which is small but holds the front back, with a chunk that I've longed for.

Actually, the orange juice I've mixed with cytotec drug penggugur. I paid people to call him when the food came, so I could easily mix the medicine with a large dose.

I don't know, besides I can't lose Puspa, I can't see my baby being taken in by another man, even I still have to take responsibility for giving it up.

A drop of my tears flowed down my cheeks, as Annelyn passed towards the restroom. I also walked away from the restaurant after paying off the payment and spilling the damn orange juice.

The dimas POV end.

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Pov Author.

Bimo's distraught, he doesn't order people to watch over Annelyn, because he thinks Annelyn won't come out of the apartment. Unfortunately his calculations missed, using GPS to track Annelyn's phone, Bimo rushed to the location.

The journey that should be taken with a time of 30 minutes, Bimo only takes no more than 15 minutes to arrive. When she called Annelyn's cell phone number many times, there was no answer. He was increasingly worried, he continued to step, but his steps stopped right in front of the female-only toilet.

Once again he called Annelyn, the ringing of the phone rang out from within, but remained unconnected. Bimo who is increasingly worried, stupid with adab, stupid when thought to peek, he also opened the toilet door. Stepping in while calling out Annelyn's name.

His eyes are breaking, his heart? Fortunately, I have no history of heart disease. It was just that his body seemed to lose bone when he saw a pool of red blood flowing through the room of one of the restrooms.

And when she opened the door, more and more shock, seeing Annelyn collapsed with a body covered in blood, especially the thighs down, even her phone was filled with pools of blood.

He who usually acts calm, cool and relaxed, immediately panicked uncontrollably. Wounds, sadness, heartlessness and anger were mixed.

He didn't want to lose Annelyn or the baby, they were precious to Bimo. They were his family in the city far from this birthplace, they were both his spirit.

Bimo carrying Annelyn ala bride style. Calling the waiter of the restaurant, panic almost all the waiters and managers. Many visitors are sympathetic or just looking for a public sensation by uploading a video, but unfortunately, Annelyn's face is covered in hair and Bimo's sharp eyes are still wrapped in glasses.

"Lyn, please hold on! I'm sorry I can't take care of you, I love you, I want to tell you but I'm too cowardly. I'm not ready to live without you and our baby. Please hold on, Lyn... " Bimo whipped while crying as he pleased.