Annelyn And Om Bimo

Abdominal

Annelyn POV.

These two days Risya lives with me, it feels like my blood is always boiling every day. He casually exited the bathroom wearing only a towel, inside the house wearing shorts and a top pliers. He thought my husband was a man? He thought my husband imp*t*n

His behavior towards my husband was also a little strange, even though I knew my husband was ordinary, but I could not remain silent. I am the mistress of this house, staying here must follow my rules. Moreover, these two days he was not allowed to work first by my husband, his behavior increasingly revealed.

" At this time there are so many ruse Ris, do not flirt with people, fear of getting pregnant out of wedlock, yes if there are good people like me and my husband, if there is none? It's a hassle."

I said to Risya who was playing his phone. I myself was busy tidying up my makeup, usually I decorated it in the room, but this time I deliberately did it in front of Risya. All trying to bully him.

" Sorry Mom, I never asked Mr. Bimo to help me. Maybe Mr. Bimo was expecting a lot from the baby in my womb, because his wife turned out to be barren." Risa smiled mockingly.

Fortunately my husband outside, try if my husband hears his words, can be chopped his tongue. Damn Risya, the face of the wall is the same as Aunt Kuntilanak Puspa. If it wasn't for Siska, someone like this would have drowned my husband.

" Hahaha, there are so many stories that even a little bit of you don't know about me and my husband." I laughed in response to his ridicule.

It is a little in the heart, the barren word that he pinned is true. In the past, after a year of marriage with Dimas I was only able to get pregnant, especially now that the bad incident happened to me?

" I know Mom, I know everything, Mr. Bimo is still hoping for his first love." Papar Risya was full of confidence. So arrogant of him.

" True love is born of family, Ris. My husband left his first love for his family." I said softly, but a smile full of ridicule and emphasis adorned my face.

She just silently looked at me with a dumb look, as I tidied up my makeup kit.

I looked at her beautiful face. Then I put on an expression as if remembering something very important.

" Oh yeah. Siska Maharani has a half-sister whose face resembles her, but whose heart and character are different." I said with a devilish smile while he only gaped, as if in disbelief.

" It is only natural that her husband is more interested in Siska Maharani than Risya Mardani."

I saw her face that was getting a little bit as pale as cotton. Feel it.

I went out of the house, arrested my husband who had just taken care of his pet.

When my husband's attention was distracted, I kissed his lips right in front of Risya's eyes.

I know Risya is trying to follow my steps, maybe she's curious I know where the story of Siska and her husband came from. So I added to my affection with my husband. I held my arm around his neck, and of course my husband welcomed my side very much.

Good thing just drooling doang. Haha. My laughter is in my heart.

My husband is the type of man who is never shy about kissing his wife anywhere and anytime. Even in front of Bu Tejo and Bu Dah. So when I kissed him, he just slurred on.

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Bimo POV's.

Tonight I have to go overtime with a pile of shopping notes, not to mention tomorrow before 03:00, should have already reached the market for shopping. Mr. Hartopo, Hanif's father ordered food and snacks from us for his youngest daughter's wedding.

The problem is, he ordered catering suddenly, because his family members suddenly got dengue fever.

This should be Risya's job, since she is pregnant and often complains of her stomach cramping, so inevitably I and Annelyn have to take care of everything.

" Know this is how we hired someone else Bee. I also need to rest, I'm still late for my period, if I'm really pregnant. Don't you feel sorry?" Annelyn nagged, again about pregnancy. Almost every day, as long as he had not come by the moon, he had always been like this.

" Love, please don't torment your inner self by pretending you don't know you're not pregnant." My complaint.

" What if I'm really pregnant?"

" That's impossible, Love." My rebut.

I pinched my temple, my head throbbing more and more every time this debate came up.

" What if it's possible?" He's still ngeyel.

"Love stop! Don't be crazy just because of the baby. I don't need children, I don't need offspring!!"

My patience has ended. For the first time in my life I've been beating him. And unfortunately I don't know, this is something I will later regret.

Deghs.

I saw his face paled, his eyes filled with despair. I sighed deeply, neutralizing the anger that controlled the soul. Expanding patience for the umpteenth time. I love her, until I can't see her always in a false circle of hope.

" I just want you to be my Annelyn. My niece and also my cheerful wife, whose smile is not burdened with the hope of having a child." I said softly, regret crawling my heart. Not even half a year of my household, I've made my wife cry.

" I don't want Risya to stay with us, Bee." He walked to the bed through my body.

" Our discussion has nothing to do with Risya Love."

" The reason you took her is because she's pregnant. Can't your wife get pregnant?" Toadstools.

Again, again, and again. The problem always revolves around pregnancy.

" It's not that you can't love, you're just not pregnant yet." Obviously, straightening out the core of the problem that recently triggered my household crisis.

" Pick me or Risya?" No wind no rain, suddenly he gave me an unreasonable choice.

" Love don't childish! It has nothing to do with Risya." I can't stand to see him go mad.

Could the trauma of being betrayed and the miscarriage she suffered as a result? Could it be that my decision to marry her so soon was also wrong? Maybe he is not ready to build a relationship anymore? Or has the wound not healed?

" He's Siska's sister. You brought her into our household train! You kept your first love on the way of our lives, Bee!"

Her body slumped to the floor, her hands covering her face which I was sure was covered in tears.

" Tell me where is my fault for asking you to kick him out?? I've been betrayed and I don't want to go in the same hole." Whisper raucous.

" I'm not Dimas. I'm not gonna betray you." I said stupidly not giving in.

" But you betrayed me." Again, it was just a whisper he made.

Like there are thousands of nails piercing my heart. Seeing it destroyed was the worst nightmare of all life.

I sat down in front of him, hugging his body.

" I'm sorry Lyn."

That's the only word I can say. One sentence that tonight saved my household. Tonight, my tears came, all this time I didn't even manage to heal the trauma that her ex-husband made.