Love of a Poor Girl

Love of a Poor Girl
The Part 186



“Yana, is this true you?” asked Azizah who still did not believe that her friend was in front of her.


“It's me Azizah, your best friend Yana Aryanto,” explained Yana.


Azizah cried out in tears and immediately hugged Yana's body.


“Ehem.” Steven cleared his throat, making Azizah let go of her embrace and took turns hugging the husband.


“I think you where dear, it turns out you caught up with my best friend. Thank you dear!”


“Sama-sama my dear wife, let's now go in!” take Steven.


They come in and sit back in the family room.


“Bi Ana, please make orange juice yes!” azizah pinta.


“Good young mistress!”


Azizah chatted with her best friend and even forgot the husbands who were also sitting near them.


“I expected it, surely something like this will happen,” said Steven softly but, still can be heard by Mike's ears.


“You're right Steven,” reply Mike.


Steven raised next to his eyebrows and kept staring at the wife's face.


Yana cuek to me now Steven also cue me. Then who do I talk to?


Mike hugged the pillow on the sofa and then without realizing it, he fell asleep making Steven and the others surprised.


“Your husband seems very tired, take him to the room next to my room and my husband!” azizah said to Yana.


“Please on drink his orange juice!” said Bi Ana then put orange juice on the table and then after that she returned to the kitchen.


Before waking up Mike, the three of them enjoyed first the orange juice that looked very fresh.


“Tonight sleep with me!” bring Azizah.


“Uhuk... uhuk Steven chokes in shock at the desire of the wife who invites Yana to sleep automatically he can not make out with Azizah.


“Darling, if you drink carefully dong. No one is fighting with you,” said Azizah as she patted her husband's chest softly.


“You're not kidding, are you, baby?” ask Steven.


“What joke? problem I'm going to sleep with Yana?” asked Azizah and was immediately taken in by Steven.


“For these few days alone yes dear, you can sleep with Mike,” explained Azizah.


Steven could not resist the desire of his wife he also agreed to the desire of his wife.


“Alright, just a few days after that you should go back to sleep with me!”


“Every dear, my husband is the best,” said Azizah and shamelessly kiss the cheek of the husband.


Steven wanted to give time to the wife who was meeting with Yana, the man then woke Mike to sleep in the room.


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“Yeah, this place reminds me of Magetan Azizah,” said Yana.


“You are absolutely right, fortunately my husband complied with my request,” Azizah replied.


“Your stomach already looks prominent, do you already know the gender of your child?” ask Yana curiously.


“Me and Steven agreed not to know the gender of our son, me and Steven were playing guessing,” explained Azizah then chuckled.


“Can I come guess?”


“Please!”


“Looks like your son,” said Yana.


“Wah, your thoughts turned out like me too.”


“Now guess the child I bear!” pinta Yana's.


“Your stomach is still flat so I can't guess,” reply Azizah as is.


“You were right once.”


Long enough they chatted finally they decided to rest in the room, Azizah had previously rested but, seeing the friend who looked sleepy, Azizah also decided to go back to sleep.


Nightfall.


The four of them were at the dinner table enjoying dinner together, the husband and wife face to face and bribe each other.


“Aaaa darling!” pinta Azizah and feed the food into the mouth of the husband.


“Thank you dear,” Steven said with food still full in his mouth.


“Quick chew dear!” exclamation Azizah.


Mike also did not want to lose to the friend, he also fed food into Yana's mouth. Though repeatedly Yana refused because Mike feeds food with so much that Yana is difficult to chew.


Wanting romantic-romantic instead laughed at, Yana should understand what I mean. Be present....


Bi Ana from a distance watched them, she smiled happily until her tears dripped, happy tears that she rarely dropped.


It must have been convenient to continue living with the young master and young mistress.


As long as I worked with them, they always treated me very well when I was just a maid in this house.


After dinner, they decided to relax and enjoy their evening by watching TV together.


“Darling, this time you drink milk yes!” said Steven.


“Yes my dear, ready! but you made it for me!” azizah pinta.


“Of course!”


“Drrt... drrt Azizah's cell phone vibrated a sign that someone had contacted her.


“Assalamualaikum,” says Azizah


“........”


Azizah was surprised and quickly threw her phone.


“Brugh!”


“Darling, you why?” I asked Steven in panic.


Azizah's face paled, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.


“Sa..honey, hug me!” azizah pinta.


Steven quickly hugged his wife's body, repeatedly rubbing her hair gently.


Mike and Yana were silent and kept staring at Azizah who looked so shocked.


Whose voice is that? why did he threaten me and the child I was carrying.


What he really wanted to do was threaten my safety as well as this innocent baby.


Azizah tried to calm her husband, she decided not to tell her husband what he heard.


“Honey, accompany me to sleep now m It seems I need a break!” pinta Azizah to have Steven accompany her to sleep.


“Good darling!”


Steven led Azizah to walk to the room, he also asked Bi Ana to make milk for his beloved wife.


A few minutes later.


“Tok... tok..” The sound of the door being knocked.


“Log in Bi!” steven's orders.


Bi Ana came in with a special milk for pregnant women.


“This young master!”


“Thank you bi!”


Bi Ana then left them.


“Drink yes dear, after that you sleep!”


Azizah took it to the end.


“Help me dear!” azizah pinta.


Steven hugged his wife until Azizah fell asleep and then Steven fell asleep.


In Jakarta.


Diandra laughed happily in his room, happy to be able to contact the woman he hated so much that he also threatened the wife of the man he loved so much.


“This is just the beginning of the village woman, I will make more calculations than this even for sleep you will not be able to calm down,” said Mariska monologue.


Mariska then noticed a picture of Steven Walker's photo.


I monitor you every day from the front gate of your house and it turns out that you are enjoying babymoon with the village woman.


All right, for now I'll be patient waiting for you Steven.


However, when you return to Jakarta, I will make sure that second you are mine forever.


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