CHARM GIRL ALIM
24. Suspicious
Ms Widya and her husband had just returned from out of town after attending a medical seminar.
The fatigue that hit the body both made them not think about Mariam's condition. They felt that Mariam was doing well under the supervision of the servants who worked at her home.
"Is Mariam okay as long as I'm gone Rachel?" Ask Ms. Widya when she was at her house.
"Sorry Madam, two days Miss Mariam is in the hospital. Yesterday I was willing to shop for the baby, but when night fell he sent a message that his condition was not good and went straight to the hospital.
She forbade us to visit her in the hospital, so I decided to wait for the mistress who would visit Miss Mariam to the hospital." Rachel.
"Miss Mariam's being treated?" Where's the hospital?" Why wasn't I told by him?" Ask Mrs Widya in panic.
"Say in the hospital the mistress worked and she herself asked me not to have to contact your mistress so that you wouldn't worry about her situation.
"Where can it be so, whose name the child must be very worried about Rachel, what else is she currently pregnant. Could have felt contractions at any moment." Said Mrs Widya upset at her servant.
"Mom, you better go to the hospital or call the hospital. Ask Mariam's condition rather than you being angry is not clear." Tymphal lord Arkana.
Mrs Widya immediately contacted the hospital where she worked, but unfortunately the answer she got made her very shocked.
"What do they say, dear?" Ask Mr. Arkana frantically when he sees his wife's tense face.
"They said, Mariam never visited their hospital what else asked for in the hospital. If Mariam's in the hospital, they'll let me know soon." Said Mrs Widya.
"Then let my men contact every hospital, maybe Mariam can't visit the hospital where you work because of the pain she feels." Said the Arkana master quite sensibly.
Mrs Widy called Mariam's phone and many times there was no connection.
"Oh my God, where is my daughter. I hope he's okay now." Widya's nyoya cry broke when she lost communication with her daughter.
"Patience, baby!" Don't panic like that!" Pinta the lord of Arkana.
"From yesterday, Mariam asked permission from me to return to Indonesia. If he comes home, he'll definitely meet Rendra." Miss Widya.
"Then we should contact Mr. Hendra to prevent Rendra and Mariam from meeting." Said Mr. Arkana.
"Please call Mr. Hendra, baby!"
Mr. Arkana called Mr. Hendra. The answer that Mr. Arkana got was that Rendra was currently out of town. That means, Rendra is not in place.
The lord of Arkana told Mariam that she had left the house without a clue. However, Mr. Hendra was reluctant to respond to the news because he believed his daughter would not meet Rendra.
"Mr Arkana, I'll let you know that we found Mariam." Said Mr. Hendra.
"May Mariam be well, we fear she will give birth at any time, unaccompanied by those closest to her.
"My daughter is a very smart girl, she knows what she's going to do. Maybe he'll call us when things get desperate.
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Two months later, Mariam who settled in Singapore with Rendra finally gave birth to a very healthy and handsome baby boy.
Both are very happy to get the most beautiful gift from God.
"Are we going straight back to Indonesia, baby?" baby is almost two months old.
"All right!" We're going straight to the top to find out the truth about our relationship." Rendra.
May we receive guidance from God, dear. I believe God is good. We are not brothers. If Widya's mom only finds out that you're not her biological child, it means not covering up the possibility, ummi also feels the same way that I'm not her real daughter.
Maybe ummi also kept my whereabouts a secret because she did not want to make Abi disappointed. It is nothing when ummi keeps a secret about me because if ummi is honest then suspicion will grow between Abi and Abi family. They think ummi's been cheating." That's what I suspect to ummi who has her own reasons not wanting to reveal this truth." Mariam.
"Mariam, are you not afraid if there is any truth otherwise that we are fellows. Are we going to choose separation after getting a statement that is inversely proportional to our expectations?" Ask Rendra later.
"Please baby, don't say that horrible thing. Are you willing that we'll split up and fight over this kid?" Mariam asked with pouting lips.
"If you're separated maybe I can accept Mariam, who I'm afraid you will accept another man who will be betrothed by Widya's mother so that I can no longer disturb you." Rendra.
"No dear, if I can get pregnant again so that you and I will not be separated. If that suspicion is true, then our child will be born disabled." Mariam said and took off her clothes.
Seeing the body of his wife who was clean of puerperal blood, doctor Rendra was not strong enough to resist his desire. Mariam looked at the momentary baby who was sleeping soundly.
After that, Rendra and Mariam again combined love. Funneling the desires of those who had been delayed during the puerperium.
Mariam's body is more se*si postpartum makes the desire of lust Rendra more passionate.
A hot kiss is both inevitable by rolling over here and there on that king size mattress.
The spacious apartment that they rented in Singapore was very comfortable for three people right on the beach that presents beautiful scenery.
Mariam moaned when her husband was already at the bottom of her stomach. Rendra's mouth was united with his wife's lower lip while his two hands actively squeezed his cleavage slowly.
Not strong enough to hold his property that has swelled down there, Rendra then put his own into the property of the wife who had twitched expecting the property of the husband nesting in his narrow space.
"Be careful honey!" Pinta Mariam was a little scared because she had just given birth to her son.
"Oh, Rendra growled to feel how narrow his wife had even given birth to her son.
"Darling, it's so narrow and delicious." Said Rendra who enjoyed a strong grip to make his wife belong to hers.
The impatient Mariam forced her husband to quickly resolve the passion that had burned her.
"Bang, come on baby!" Spoiled whine Mariam.
