My Idol Actress is my wife

8 Eps. What kind of way?

On the bed, Margaret was busy turning her body left and right. The eye bags are blackened and the sclera of the eye that should be white turns red. One night he had no sleep, and it felt like his soul and body were too lazy to go to work. Today, he has to go to the set. Margareth is like this because he keeps thinking about Rio and the fate of the baby he contains and the fate of his career later.

Tock.... Tock....

"Margareth, open the door!" Someone behind Margaret's bedroom door knocked on the door and called out.

The barintone's voice was familiar to Margaret's ears. Yeah, that's Michael's voice, his manager. Michael knew the password to Margaret's apartment, so he was free to enter whenever he wanted.

Margaret, who was still wearing her pajamas and lying on the bed, soon rose up in a pious way. He opened the door with a key hanging from the mouth of the door. He showed Michael behind the door.

"You're not ready yet?" Michael looked surprised when he saw Margaret still wearing her pajamas.

The reason, the clock has shown at 08.05 WIB, while he works at 09.00 WIB, and to travel takes thirty-five minutes.

Margaret had not answered Michael's question. He went into the room and sat down on the sofa in front of his bed. Michael followed her while waiting for the answer from the woman.

"I can't go to the location first, brother."

Michael glared, and looked at Margaret with his sharp eyes, "You sick?" The back of his hand stuck to Margaret's forehead to check Margaret's body temperature without a thermometer, "but not hot!"

Margaret shook her head, "Thank you brother! I'm not sick."

"Continue?" Michael looked at Margaret's face closely. "Why are your eyes so puffy? You're sleep deprived?"

Margaret answered Michael's question with just a nod.

"Are you crying?"

The woman tried to smile, but still, she could not cover up her feelings. Yes, Margaret could never lie to people, let alone people who were very close to her.

"That's all."

"Lied!" Michael denied. He was very concerned about how the woman's face looked when she was lying. Cupping Margaret's nose would definitely be kembis and beads her eyes were thrown in all directions without looking at the face of the person who lied to her.

Margaret's tears finally came. He covered his face with his clenched palms.

"You why Margaret?" Michael began to panic, he held Margaret's shoulder, his hand was trying to open the link of the woman's hand that closed her face.

Her cheeks were soaked with tears in an instant. Reflexes, Michael hugs the woman in front of him. He hoped his embrace would calm Margaret's feelings.

"If there is a story problem," he said looking straight at Margaret while smiling at her slick smile. His hands were on Margaret's right and left shoulders, gently patting the woman before him.

Michael believes that Margaret still hesitates to tell a story. He tried to convince her that Margaret would share her heart with the man she thought was her brother.

"But why?" the tanya is soft like silk cloth.

"Sister Mike don't be mad at you."

Michael nodded. His smile was still on the tip of his lips.

"Promise?" Margaret showed her little finger in front of Michael. The man also deftly attached his little finger. That would be as proof of their agreement. Yeah, like childhood.

"I'm pregnant, brother and the child I bear is Rio's son."

Michael who listened to Margaret was shocked. He could hardly believe what Margaret was saying

"You're not really lying?" tanyanya tried to convince me that the words of Margaret was just kidding. But, in reality, Margaret was crying.

"So, I'm not lying." His head lowered, his tears flowing so fast that they wet his pajama pants. Margaret's hand was also wringing her pajamas.

Michael took in his breath and took it out roughly, "Why did he get pregnant? Don't you guys use contraception?"  tanya was so angry. She was worried that Margaret's pregnancy would ruin her career.

"No, Brother. We have already napsu. Forgive Margaret, Brother." Margaret sat down before Michael. The crying is still heard

Michael lifted Margaret up and helped her to sit back next to him.  "Look, let's find a way out. I don't want to see your career ruined." He tried to calm the woman down until her crying stopped.

"Keep Margaret what, brother?"

"Remove your fetus" Michael said seriously.

"No, no, no" Margaret shook her head. "I don't want my baby aborted, brother! It's the same killer! This baby isn't wrong it's me and Rio!"

"But there's no other way Margaret!" Michael's voice was rising.

"No, no, no brother! There's gotta be another way out, I'm sure of that!" Then he thought of a way out like what he should do. But none of those ideas came into his mind.

"What kind of way is that?"

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