I'm Not a Backup Womb

I'm Not a Backup Womb
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I'm not a spare womb


The Part 211


"Yes yes dong sus, yes although I also sometimes do not like also with Debby's attitude that is too passionate with me" he said as he looked at me


"Did you say mas? Lusting? I'm lusting?" At my touch, I could not believe what my husband had just said, insulting me in front of me.


"Debby! That's Debby's voice?" Surprised Sister Desi, I kept my mouth shut for a moment, apparently I could not hold back my emotions.


I pinched his leg.


"No, that's my stopper, if I speak badly like to sound." looks like he's looking down at something in the bottom drawer next to me. Cup, again casually he did that when I was flabbergasted


"Nih USA products, with language transfer technology" he explained issued an object like a clock


"I miss you baby" I was flabbergasted at the sound, I shut up with both hands after hearing my voice come out of the device, "he recorded it? Even when I say that word? Geez Debby, what kind of husband do you have?" batinku.


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After the departure of Sister Indah, I had a chance to argue with the Aska mas, she reasoned to record my voice at that time to treat her longing for me when she still had to live in the USA at that time. I forgive her, what I can't forgive is that she said that I lusted with her in front of the Beautiful Sister earlier.


Adhan dawn reverberating,


Drrreeett... My phone shook after I returned from the hospital mosque. There was a message coming in from the Aska mas, then I opened it and I read it.


My doctor of love: (dear, today go home sooner, your husband needs you, you have made your husband's stomach hurt.)


I didn't reply, I think he was just pretending to seduce me, so I could forgive him. "Akting" cynic. I re-entered my phone and immediately resumed my journey back to the ER room, spending the shift time is still separated about 3 hours.


Again my phone vibrated when I was right in front of the ER room door. This time it wasn't a message that came in but a voice call. "he's again" I murmured.


"Yes." I replied


"Waalaikumsalam" I replied


"Where?" tannya


"Yes, work"


"What did I say? Back home my stomach hurts, you make me eat that much pedes and now run away from responsibility." The omelnya from a phone call


"I'm not running, I'm still working, I'll bring medicine if I go home."


"You think I can hold 3 more hours?"


"Drink what used to be cake." Disconnecting


"Not knowing either? No debby home, otherwise I call this mom let me come here to discuss me." he threatened


Degg


Hearing the name of the mother is called to make me change my mind, how not, can I fall later bother as a wife sholeha, not even reception, sick husband is not taken care of? Even concerned with work, to be put where my face.


"Yes.iya.. I'm home, I'll let you go. Take care of yourself" break me up


"Oh, be careful, I wait!" close it, the situation turned a hundred and eighty degrees now, which should have upset me but it was me who had to obey and accept his scolding.


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Thank you brother for stopping by and read my story, sorry if there is any wrong word😊


Oh yes kak want a promo work entitled Forced to marry a mafia boss is not less exciting too..