NOT VIRGIN BLOOD
Beautiful Tiny Body
Around afternoon Saga came home. Because before he had permission not to work, so he went to the office just to do an escape from his regret.
After getting tired of not doing anything, Saga finally decided to go home.
He stopped his car in the yard. The saga did not go down. He keeps looking at his dream home, which is now like hell in Saga's eyes.
"Somehow I'm so lazy to live in this house." Saga mumbled while staring at the door.
He used to imagine that all the sweet things would happen there. But reality overturns the world of Saga. Instead of getting the harmony of the household the man was even hit by betrayal.
It felt like Saga really wanted to start the car and leave again. However, inevitably Saga finally lowered his legs. He has agreed to dinner at the big family's house, so Saga has to go home to pick up Namira first.
Czechs ….
The door opened slowly. There was nobody in the living room. Saga immediately walked into the kitchen, there was also no one. The living room and small garden also seemed empty
"Maye …."
"Namiraaa …."
"Where is he?"
Saga continued to walk through the room after room.
Saga was screaming in panic. But when he saw the door of his room open he immediately pecked with blushing cheeks. There was a deep breath afterwards.
"What's up, Mom? I'm sorry I just finished cleaning your room" Namira said.
The man snarled. "There's nothing. I thought you fainted again."
"No, Mas. My body is much better after you've been treated. Why are you coming home?"
"Can't I go home?"
Next to Saga's eyes was blinking cynically. I don't know, every time he came home and saw Namira it felt like Saga couldn't hold back her anger. There are always little things that provoke Saga and end up in a fight.
"It's not. You usually come home at nine. Tumben's home by five. Doesn't it work?"
"So I had permission on Damar." Saga then barged into the room.
"Oh so. What is Saga going to eat tonight? I happen to be cooking for dinner."
"Not to cook. Just prepare yourself. Today we're going to be the night at the main house."
"Ah, what a tumben. What's the show, Mas?"
Saga who had just taken off her clothes turned her head with an annoyed glance.
"Can you leave my room without asking too many questions? I'm gonna take a shower, and you better take a shower, too, 'cause we're leaving soon."
"Emmm. Alright." Namira grinned funny. He left the front door after closing it.
In the room Namira was happy because her suffering tonight would be slightly less. If Saga invites him to eat at his parents' house, it means that the man will not act cold as usual. Quarrels that usually occur will also be reduced because Saga will definitely keep the attitude in front of his parents later.
Namira then hurriedly took a shower. After that he stood in the mirror while looking at his body. Tonight Namira decided to get a little dressed up.
Come to think of it since marrying Namira has never been whose name touched make up. Every day the time is always up to grieve and argue with Saga. Namira never thought about her appearance so far.
"It looks like clothes from Mas Saga still fit to be worn" said Namira. She pegs her tiny body in front of the mirror. Saga dress clothes that have not been worn it looks flexible on his body.
The woman's eyes then descend precisely to the part of the stomach that begins to harden somewhat.
"My body will soon look like a pregnant person. And maybe this is the last time I'm wearing a dress like this."
"Hmm."
"Hopefully Mas Saga did not suspect that I had just made this much cash withdrawal" he murmured.
His intention was that he would try to take as much money out of the Saga account each week as he could. After the money is collected, Namira will escape from Saga's life forever. Impressed by evil, but it's better than Namira having to destroy Saga's future.
***
"Namira, are you ready yet?" Half past seven Saga exclaimed. He knocked on Namira's room door with an impatient bluff.
"Yes, just a minute." Namira's hurry out. Instantly Saga is made to pattern with an unusual appearance.
The white dress shirt with a height of the knee looks very beautiful on Namira's body. And also, what is it? Why is she dressed so pretty?
Saga's eyes still don't blink. The makeup Namira wears is just a thin powder of natural style. But somehow all that makes Namira's beauty increase a thousand times.
"why, Mas? Does this outfit not suit me?"
"Why are you styling like that?" Saga stared at Namira from toe to head.
"Why indeed? This shirt is you who buy," said Namira while putting on a face does not understand.
Saga gulps. It seems like tonight he will not be able to sleep because he continues to imagine the appearance of the wife.
"It's okay. It's just that dress is too weird for a pregnant woman?"
"My body is still normal. Do I need to replace it?"
"No need. For what are pregnant women a lot of styles. Come on, we're late!"
Saga suddenly turns ketus then walks out leaving Namira alone. At this point Namira sometimes like to wonder why the mood Saga likes to change like a boy.
About seven o'clock past Saga and Namira arrived at the main house. As soon as he got off the car Saga immediately took Namira's hand. The woman was a bit surprised. But a few seconds later, his smile was perfect.
"No need to go to GR, an. Do the theatrics as usual" whispered Saga.
"I understand, Mom." Namira.
They keep going hand in hand. However, when he was about to get into Namira just remembered his phone was left behind in the car.
"My phone's missing, Mas. Borrow the key for a moment."
"Hmmm. Habits. Quickly take it, I wait inside."
"Yes." Yeah."
Saga then went inside. Meanwhile Namira hastily makes his way to the parking lot to pick up his cell phone.
"Hi, cutie?"
Someone suddenly came over. Namira almost staggered back when she saw the burly man almost hugging her.
"Ivan?" Namira's heart seems to jump in place.
"What are you doing here?" All over Namira's body was in cold sweat.
Ivan, that man is ….
Ah, it feels like Namira has almost lost her energy seeing the man who has been pregnant is in plain sight.
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