At the End of My Tired!

Daniel - Asha S2

In an apartment room, two people were having a big fight. How not, the woman still firmly wants to abort her fetus, while the man does not allow it. It doesn't matter if it's his son or not.

"If you're so desperate to do that, I'm sure your life will end with that baby, La! Don't play around with my warning" Justin said with the limit of the final patience he had. The man looked very desperate.

Justin had his hair restored to frustration, had just taken nirvana together, and was now arguing for what he hated most.

"It's not your son, Justin! anyway I don't want to ruin my body, by conceiving and giving birth to this damn child." Reply Asara is no less frustrating.

"Bless him, I will take care of him. I'm sure it's my son, I've been feeling weird lately, my friend said I could have experienced what's called cravings. A lot of guys are going through it, and I'm sure I'm one of them." Justin said confidently, the man stared softly at Asara who immediately looked in any direction.

Justin stepped up from his seat and approached Asara, "do not be defeated, yes" please Justin to leave. "I'll take care of her, as long as you're pregnant, I'll take good care of you and our child. Tell me what you want, I'll try to grant it. But don't hurt him, "just Justin was willing to lower his pride many times, on that stubborn woman.

Enveloped body Asara who had begun to contain, the man hugged him with affection. He was indeed a jerk man, playing women many times, but it was to vent his jealousy and resentment towards Asara. From the very beginning the feeling grew, he desperately wanted the woman to put a stop to all her madness. Slowly bringing Asara further into her life. But her hard nature is also her ambition, making the woman as if blind to all her attention and love.

"This child will get in the way of all my dreams, and if Arza realizes my pregnancy. I assure you, he'll eliminate this baby himself." Isak Asara is no less desperate, on the other hand he still hopes there is a gap, can use his pregnancy to trap Daniel. But the more he got here, the more difficult he got to approach. Until he intends to eliminate the useless fetus, it only disturbs his thinking.

Justin parsed a little of his embrace, then looked at the woman he loved so much. "Let's stay here as long as you're pregnant, tell me you're back in Sydney on some irrepressible business. Or just disappear for the next few months, I'll guarantee your life." Justin tried to negotiate, he hoped that by staying with him, the woman's heart could be a little knocked.

"He'll look for me wherever I go, Justin. Don't crazy! It's not just me he's gonna kill, it's you." Justin instead of them being scared or worried, the man smiled happily instead. Whether it was just a reflex remark, or indeed an expression of Asara's anxiety to him.

"Don't worry about me, baby. I'll be fine, I'm not the weak Justin I was. I have a company that, although not as big as Daniel's, is enough to silence that jerk." Justin again landed his kiss on the top of Asara's head.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm too confident!" ketus Asara. She was embarrassed because she had unknowingly worried about the man.

Justin chuckled softly, "yes, you never worry about me, only I always worry about you. It's okay," said Justin relented, enough the woman locked up her intention she would not demand anything more.

"Let's go shopping, your needs and our future son." Justin is excited.

"I don't want to be fat, don't buy me milk, I want to keep my body." Asara's words do not want to be denied.

Justin sighed disappointed, but could do nothing. "alright. How about examining your womb, I want to see our child's development here. Weren't we playing long enough, I'm afraid the shock we're doing is affecting him." Please Justin with a worried face, if he knows that the woman is not the usual fat as Asara said. He would not do such a rough unification just like that.

He felt lied to, but was also afraid to protest. That woman will change her mind.

"She's fine, haven't you done it too often before. He's not even okay in there, this kid's really troublesome." Grutu Asara was not happy.

Justin could only sigh long, patiently.

"Tune?" Atun strangled in shock with the sudden presence of Kavin standing, behind the clothesline he was drying.

"Jeez Kavin, surprise Atun." Said the young girl rubbing her chest slowly, wanting to be angry but powerless. " What's Kavin doing back here? want Atun to make some more boiled noodles?" asked the girl with a serious face, making Kavin eager to bite his bakpao cheek.

"Your face is ordinary Tun, I'm glittering." Said Kavin gemes himself, then pinched Atun's chubby cheeks.

The girl's cheeks instantly blushed red, between pain and enduring embarrassment over her mistreatment.

"Mas Kavin do not gini, later on seen the same father's mother, Atun not good. Mas wait in aja, abis clothesline, Atun make noodles boiled eggs." Atun said his own wrong behavior.

"No, I'll wait here. I help ya," bargained Kavin immediately grabbed the clothes Atun was holding. Makes the girl shocked in disbelief, with what her employer did.

"Ouch! don't mas, geez don't get rich gini, the mbok can be angry with Atun." Atun panicked and then glanced left right to see the situation. Can finish the dream career of a village girl like her if this is the way.

"Well, why so sweet, dear Atun. Let your mas help you," continued Kavin lightly.

"Loh Tun?" darmi's mbok voice shocked the two. Mbok Darmi came with a basket full of clothes to be sun-drenched, the woman was surprised by the sight in front of her.

"Mas Kavin? this let Atun be the same as a suntan," said the middle-aged woman was not feeling well. Then grabbed the clothes in the hands of his young master.

"Loh mbok, it's okay, it's really me who wants to help really." Kavin regains his clothes in the hands of mbok Darmi. "Udah, mending mbok helpin bi Surti cook for breakfast. I can do it with Atun, right Tun?" Kavin looked at Atun for support, Atun even more misbehavior in front of mbok Darmi.

The girl scratched her head that was not itchy at all, obviously. He had already bathed early in the morning before fighting with his work.

"But I'll see, how? mbok is not good." Bright mbok Darmi still hesitated. He knew that his young master was in love with his nephew, Atun. So as much as possible he stayed away from work in the main house, except in the kitchen of course. It's nothing, he doesn't feel right. They are only helpers, especially Atun who is only a graduate of Junior High School. In any case, it is not worth it.

"Don't mas, mbok not good with gini. This let me just continue right, want to tell Atun to cook boiled noodles, right? Yes already, Tun, this let mbok continuein. Masakin mas Kavin breakfast only in the kitchen, the ashes immediately take care of the fold yesterday yes." Continue mbok Darmi at length, Atun tau, if his mbok deliberately keeps him busy. With the folds of clothes that he had even worked on the afternoon. But he is also self-conscious about his status.

"Well, let's mas" Atun asked Kavin.

"I feel so rich drink sachet packaging deh, Tun." Seloroh Kavin while following Atun from behind.

Atun was just silent no longer dare to say, he could see from the tail of his eyes. If mbok Darmi is still staring at him full of warning.

"God! Tun, your path is like an electric train, wusshh..!" Kavin to ngos-ngosan for trying to align his steps with Atun. The distance from the clothesline was quite far from the kitchen, close to their ART pavilion.