Forced to Marry a Disabled Girl

Cravings

During the Princess' pregnancy, there were a lot of dramas that Ben did, more possessive, easily jealous, easily emotional, and there are many other things that make the Princess confused by the attitude of the husband, and the, ranging from nausea, weakness, to lazy work, even impressed very spoiled.

Ben who was famously workaholic and always looked neat, now changed one hundred and eighty degrees from before.

More tangled, even the sideburns and fine fur on his face he let grow just like that, so not infrequently all his friends, Algar, Arsen, and also Raka laughed it all out.

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"Sister, time to the office wearing a t-shirt,?" said the Princess, when she saw her husband coming down from the top floor to the dining table for breakfast.

"Why, is there a problem?" Ben asked back, while looking down to touch the tee shirt that he thought was very comfortable in wearing it.

While the Princess sighed, with a fairly rough jolt of breath, trying to get used to Ben's strange state of late.

"Indeed, the same shirt as your brother's pride suit is no longer attractive now?" continued the Princess, while pulling a chair, preparing to sit down and breakfast accompanied Ben as usual.

Relax Ben took two pieces of bread on a plate complete with a topping made by the Princess, bit and began to chew it.

"bukkkk.."

Ben ran immediately to the bathroom, to bring back the food he had just swallowed.

The princess herself followed the husband to the bathroom, helping him massage his nape.

"Why sis, every time filled so gini-rich vomiting?" said Putri while packing Ben to the sofa.

"Ck, I don't know either, but the doctor said it's natural that the husband has couvade syndrome" Ben replied with his weak body.

"But I feel sorry for you like my brother, you should not be rich in gini," Princess looked down lethargic while wiping the sweat droplets that flooded the forehead of the husband.

"Honey_" Ben changed his position to sit up straight, grabbed one Princess' hand and kissed her repeatedly.

"All I know right now is that there's probably nothing in it compared to when you were carrying our baby, carrying it with great difficulty, even the pain of you giving birth later, I can't imagine what it's like, I'm sure it's very, very painful." continued Ben with a sad look.

"Sister, don't imagine, it's already the nature of a woman, yes pregnant and giving birth." The princess rubbed Ben's shoulder, as if to tell him that she was a strong woman and would always be fine.

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The other side of her tells her that the woman's existence may be very small, but the other side of Arfan tells her that he is there, in the same place when he first saw her after a dozen years of not seeing her.

This is where he is today, in front of a famous boutique, with a total of nine branches, in various cities.

The deg!

Arfan was stunned, when his bead saw clearly, the woman who became his first love as well as his past that he had betrayed repeatedly was smiling, looking at some dresses with her latest collection neatly mounted on a mannequin statue.

At the same time, Anita turned her head, and for a split second the two pairs of eyes clashed, staring at each other.

Not wanting to waste time, Arfan's gusts pushed the door made of thick glass, stepped wide near Anita who was still standing at the original place, Arfan did not want to dodge anymore, because for him it's been enough all this time he hasn't seen him for a dozen years.

"Lin, it's you right _you right, lin?" ask her with trembling lips.

While being asked, chose to leave, and asked one of his employees to take care of it.

Minutes after minutes passed quickly, while Anita chose to lock herself in her private room, meeting Arfan just as much as making her gaping wound again.

A dozen years is not enough to make him forget about the betrayal that Arfan did to him.

It takes more time to forget everything.

Until the sound of knocking on the door made his daydream scatter instantly.

"Lake in!" saith.

"I'm sorry, the father who did not want to leave before my mother met him again" explained Neni, a girl who has the status of a trusted employee at the boutique.

"Ck, you just have to say that if I'm busy, it could be Nen."

"Ouch! I'm sorry ma'am, I told you, but she insists she won't go, she says if necessary she'll wait until the boutique closes."

"He said that?" ask Anita not to believe it.

"Mum's mother."

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