My Perfect Husband's

My Perfect Husband's
CHAPTER 92 Your trunk???



Hi, All. I hope you took the time to read my curses, maybe a little long.


I made this novel from December 2020, forgetting what date. The story I made because of the sad story of a girl who got pregnant from being raped.


After three months of publishing, the novel became popular. At first only twenty people like, now thankfully already hundreds. It was sad at first, but I realized that I was not a famous writer. Only new authors with disheveled writing. Not perfect like the works of Kak La-Sheira who always cringe in the heart. Nor is it like the work of Anarita Kak whose levity can make pee in her pants.


I am always the same work of other authors who are nice and neat. A story that is not boring and always has the support of its readers. But yes it is, now NT makes the authors compete to get votes from loyal readers.


Maybe few know that the first novel I made was a fantasy genre of ancient times. Then I wrote another story that was mostly stuck because it was not PD anymore.


I am a perfectionist, always dissatisfied if there are few mistakes. I always write based on what is in the world, it's hard to just think in which country the story background I made.


If it's in Jakarta, then I have to learn all about Jakarta. Starting from the building, the name of the area, to the name of the highway. That makes me hesitant to set the background of the novel.


My Perfect Husband has no background. I make it universal so that readers are not confused if their place and culture is different from the original.


Always like every chapter because my idea must also consider the bumil that is the reason this novel exists. And I also made it so that Naynay's birth coincided with this pregnant mothership. HPL he said in the middle of June. Then I must always be in touch with that adorable pregnant woman so that everything is as planned.


Thank you for reading this story. Do not forget to pray for this pregnant woman to be born smoothly. ^^^^^^^^^^^


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