BLACK PEARL'S
CHAPTER 27
...بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم...
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...Selmat reading...
I scroll the screen and press no. Hanna when I got word from her bodyguard that she was in the hospital. I want to make sure of it myself.
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Hanna: assalamu’alaikum Mr. Her ‘pap husband sounded cheerful, making both of my lips interested a little.
Me : heum... Where are you?”
Hanna :i'm hospital ‘ she answered honestly.
Me : what are you sick for?”
Hanna: no I drove Aisyah, her sister gave birth. ‘the answer sounded doubtful, her voice was slow, then I knew she was hiding something.
Me: all right.
I turned off the phone and called Lena the bodigat I was assigned to secretly guard Hanna.
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Lena: yes sir
Me : did Hanna go there with Aisyah and her sister Aisyah?”
Lena : they are only two masters. ‘I was surprised at that, it turns out he lied.
Me: to poli where did he go? Is the hospital mine?”
Lena: your hospital RS. HM, they went to the obgyn doctor.
My eyes were perfectly rounded, I turned off the phone, and took Uncle Anthony home.
This matter will become quite serious now. Without me listening to his explanation. I've understood the mother of the problem I'm about to accept.
“assalamu’aalikum Mr. husband.. assalamu’alaikum also uncle. kok tumben home cepet?” he was astonished, but the smile on his face had not faded. There is no way my inner’ screams rejecting the nested thought of rejecting a possibility that I have greatly avoided.
“kok onem?” he said astonished
“gak papa.. The work is done, so we go home early” replied uncle me.
He kissed the back of my hand and walked away from there. I felt his behavior was not right, there was something he forced his behavior on. But I refused to guess because I was afraid.
When I entered the room, I could not find it, but I heard the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom. I chose to wait for him by sitting on the sofa. But after 25 minutes he had not come out of the bathroom, I tried to open the bathroom door and I was grateful not to have to break it because it was not locked, when I looked inside I found her standing under the shower with her shirt and veil still attached to her body. He was like a statue just standing still motionless. I opened the glass door and went in there, jerking his hand until he turned to look at me. His eyes opened and looked at me.
“hai Mr. husband” said and bitter.
“you know why I never could be angry properly at you.” he said half-talking and his lips quivering purplishly. Of course I cursed rough when the water was not warm but cold water.
“hush!” My love's firm.
“no I'm not done yet, the reason I can't be mad at you right is, because I love you. Yes I am the woman you marry just because of her body, huem. You married it was already amazing, right? let alone being loved by you which is very impossible for me to get.” Her voice seemed to make her bow weak, then looked up again at me with teary eyes. He dropped his head on me, I'm wet like him. And the sobbing began to sound in my ears my heart thumped with pain.
“i am greedy yes. sorry if this woman does not know herself sues you with many requests. Sorry if I'm greedy.” The mess is unclear. I hugged her tightly, her confession made me happy and hurt as she began to feel insecure about herself.
“hush Hanna!” my insistence endured the invisible raining pain in my chest.
“oh.. sorry yes Mr. husband. use the bathroom! I'm done.” he said with a sweet smile and then out of there left me fixated on a quick change of emotions. I wanted to quickly finish this but my stomach could not be compromised.
...TBS...
...Alhamdulillahot...
...Jazakallah khair's...
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...Don't forget your dukungab yes buddy....
...With love's......
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