MY SECOND HUSBAND TRICKED ME (TOXCID)

episode-103

Ningrum got up from his seat and headed towards the sofa. He grabbed a pack of dinner bought by Gibran. One box of fast-food complete chicken package becomes his dinner.

He fed the dinner slowly, though his heart was full of excitement.

Luccy slowly became sleepy due to the influence of the drug, and was no longer able to withstand his drowsiness.

"Why do you have such high hopes for Luccy? did you accept it because you were forced or were you really sincere to be Mama?" gibran said in the middle of his feed.

Ningrum. That would be true if Gibran overheard his conversation with Luccy.

Ningrum stared confusedly at Gibran. But he himself could not answer what.

"Are you serious about being Luccy's mom? If true, I will immediately ask your parents to give our marriage blessing" Gibran said seriously.

Debaran in the heart of Ningrum is getting louder. He was confused to agree or reject it.

On one hand he felt so close to Luccy and had promised to fulfill the little girl's request. But on the other hand, Ningrum felt not ready to marry again. He was ashamed of his family if he had to get married and divorce again. It's not a record to be proud of, he feels it's a shame.

"I'm ashamed to face my family. I don't want to be called a divorcee" Ningrum said as he lowered his head.

Gibran finished his dinner and washed his hands.

"I will throw away all the accusations and bad images that they have placed on you. I will promise to be your true companion to bring you happiness!" gibran replied with great affirmation.

"What if later I can't give you offspring? Will you also dump me like them and even insult me?" asked Ningrum quickly.

"Child is a trust and trust from the Lord. He knows what is best for His servant by giving us offspring as a trial. If given a descendant yes Alhamdulillah, if not yes accept this as the destiny of life" said Gibran.

Ningrum sighed, and finished his mouthful, then cleaned up the rest of their dinner.

"Give me some time to think about it, and it's not easy for me, because I've already failed twice" nawab Ningrum, taking the rest of the dinner and throwing it into the trash ting available.

When he finished, he sat on the couch and still tried to reflect on what Gibran had said.

"Sleep, it's still a special bed for the family, and I'm going to sleep on the couch" Gibran said, then pulled up the blanket and tried to sleep.

While Ningrum headed for the empty bed, then shifted it closer to Luccy's bed to hear if Luccy asked for something and laid her body to rest.

Meanwhile, Bima groaned in pain because her ankle was sprained due to falling from the 4th floor while descending the stairs this afternoon.

"Norah.. Get me some massage oil first and please sort your legs, brother..!!" pinta Bima to Nora who was playing her phone

"Be a moment, Bang.. I still reply to netizen comments. They commented on our new bike" Nora replied casually, while Bima was grimacing in pain.

"This you, want more netizen comments than me, hunt!!" bima was a little upset.

Nora turned to Bima with an annoyed look because Bima had dared to raise her voice.

Bima fell silent, and looked at Nora with a faint smile "No, dear.. Brother, just ask for help, first sort the legs of this brother sick" replied Bima softened.

Nora put on a sour face, then got out of her bed and took the massage oil, then massaged Bima's legs with a grumble.

A few minutes later "Here you go, tired.!! I'm also pregnant, and can't be too tired!" namel Nora, then move to her bed and return to reply to the comments of people who commented on her new motorcycle upload.

Bima grimaced in pain, and finally he contacted the masseuse to massage his legs.

Not long after, the masseur who ordered came, and began to massage his legs, his ankles turned blue because they hit a ladder made of iron.

"It seems quite severe, you should take two days of rest at home first, do not move too much, because it can make it swollen" said the masseuse.

Bima nodded his head, but He remembered that his offer letter had not been signed and this would have delayed his work, but he was also confused as to what to do.

If he forced to walk, then his legs will get worse, but if two days at home, then his work will experience obstacles.

The masseuse said goodbye after finishing massaging Bima's legs. After massaging his legs still feels pain, because everything needs a process.

"Dik, please get me some water to drink, thirsty brother.." pinta Bima. But Nora did not listen to him, and with a forced finally, Bima inching towards the kitchen. It seems that Bima is reaping all that she did in the days of her previous wife.

As the saying goes, whoever sows the wind is ready to reap the storm. And that picture is very suitable for Bima who always do dzhalim to his wives.

Bima grimaced in pain, and tried to stand grabbing the lip of the dining table and stand with a pain in her legs. Then he reached the table and stood up in a staggering manner.

After sitting in the chair, he grabbed a glass and poured water from the teapot into the glass and gulped it down.

His breathing was stingy and He felt that Nora did not care about him and only cared about his money, but He did not dare to refute anything Nora said to him.

For a moment Nora got out of her bed, and headed for the dining table. He saw Bima was sitting there using a sarong.

Nora uncovers the saji hood and finds only two eggs with chili and onion slices.

He grabbed an empty plate and hit him without asking Bima if he had eaten or not.

Even while eating, he could not be separated from his phone and was busy with replying to comments on each post. Especially with the money he just posted some time ago.

He felt the most socialite and lived full of luxury, although he did not know if the money Bima got was borrowed from people who would not know when to be paid.

After finishing eating, Nora put her dirty dishes on the table just like that, and returned to bed to continue to exist on her social media account.

Bima breathed heavily, then spooned the rice into the container of Nora's leftover plate, because he did not reach to reach the plate rack. Then he ate with a poor heart.

Nora sometimes laughs giggly because she reads replies to comments from people who have uploaded it. As for her husband, she doesn't care a bit.