Passion 3 love

111. Lamat

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When longing to rebound the heart, the breezy Bayu can no longer roar.

The farther and more passed, oscillating at the edge of the lips nan mute.

Caressing without body, fighting love without Sukma.

Let the poet know what lara is from loving.

Diah, a month since his departure. She was crying alone in the corner of her room. His heart was empty, with no one to guide him. No longer have a brother, and no longer have the face to say hello.

"I'm really pregnant" she said as she nodded in a stifled sobbing. Alone facing everything since his father and mother died in a tragic way and immortalized a million eyes.

"Son, you.... Grow up well huh? Motherlove you. As much as possible I will be independent and will not trouble anyone." He said as he rubbed his flat stomach. Disbursing all the energy stored in the body.

His tears did not stop dripping, they still fell even without the master's orders. As if not listening to the warning, the tears were getting heavier like artificial rain.

"I shouldn't be so stupid as to trust Mr. Alex so easily. It's true he loves me. But family? I know the role of blessing is no less great than the Ridho of the Almighty. Therefore, I choose to raise you without the figure of Father. Is that okay, baby?"

"Nak~~~ One day, if you accidentally meet him, you are free to choose who to go with. What they rejected was that I was the son of the killer. It's not you who don't understand anything." Diah said with tears.

There were tissues all over the room. The day after buying a pregnancy test kit, she was sad for nothing. He's really down. Support plays an important role in the mental development of the mother and fetus.

But unfortunately, Diah doesn't have both. Support as a mother and wife was not obtained.

"Thank God, you gave me a friend when I was alone. I'm so happy now." Diah smiled and wiped her tears.

"I can't stand by and continue to grieve like this. It's not very good for me and my baby. I have to find a busyness so as not to be too affected by my current situation." Diah leaned her head and stared blankly at a flower tree that was about to die dry in front of the window.

"Maybe I can sell online, I'm pretty good at cooking.. Emm... how about making a spicy snack." He talked to himself after a day of draining his tears.

It has to be, right? kudu spirit, without Dad better than throwing away the baby.

Meanwhile, in other parts of Indonesia.

"What is this?" Alex asked Rian who was standing nearby.

Rian sniffed around, he was in the elevator and just the two of them. Yang Rian was afraid if there was an electrical short circuit. He was very serious about sniffing without knowing what Alex was saying.

"You haven't had a shower yet?" Alex's chirping sharply looked at the bewildered Rian.

"What's? me? it's yummy. Nevermind!" Rian denied.

"This, it's not the boss' perfume. But something else, it looks like you need to get to ENT." Rian said that was so upset because of Alex's unreasonable accusations.

Time seems so fleeting, eroding age and time. Alex and his men are still looking for traces of Diah's departure. There has been no news of anything, even though it has been a month since his departure.

"In....Where are you?" Alex muttered speaking to the lined expanse of clouds and was ready to pour rain.

What Alex thought was very simple, Diah lived a long life and he ruined his education and his future. Only regrets exist that shackle the soul. He didn't think everything would be so runny.

There was a knock on the door and it was from Mother Winda.

"What else is it, Bun? want to urge me again to set a wedding date?" Because one week ago, Mommy Vinda so aggressively requested that Alex and Tata to get married immediately.

But Alex did not immediately accept it. Alex even challenges the father to eliminate him from the inheritance list. For Diah and her future son. However, all this was not in line with his wishes. He fought without anyone to fight.

If there was Diah by his side right now, he wouldn't be so empty and could survive even without treasures. But, his love chose to run away without any struggle at all.

At night, He was completely out of work and chose to drive without purpose. And see how destiny brings us back together.

At the red light, Alex saw a woman riding on a bulge, wearing a pink oversized T-shirt, and her hair tied up. Alex remembers exactly who owned the neckline.

From the start Diah queued up to buy martabak, then occasionally he rubbed his stomach and then continued with him who bought special milk for pregnant women in a mini market. Alex saw it all.

His heart had been so rumbled to hold haru, to hold back the longing that had been shackled for a month. Alex was too emotional, to the point that she patted her own thighs to make sure that she was not dreaming.

Not a few Diah's luggage, he apparently just came home from the supermarket to shop for monthly needs. Also seen how good attitude to the mamang ojol. He was chasing mamang ojol just to share martabak and tip money.

As Diah was about to enter her flat, Alex chased after her, Diah ran a little and then tried to close the door. It's a pity, he lost quickly to Alex.

Alex shoves the door with his foot and quickly pushes Diah in. Diah lost energy and also at the same time He thought about his condition that was pregnant.

"Tu... sir?" Diah really stuttered she lost her vocabulary. His tongue was frozen in his mouth.

"Ka... you? How do you know where I am?" He asked so stammeredly and his face stiffened. Is this fast his escape unfold?

Alex said nothing, He then hugged Diah tightly and drove away all his longings. No matter how it ends, what Alex wants are those who fight together.

"Don't run away from me, let me hold you for a while like this. I miss you so much." He said while inhaling deeply in the scent of his female body which for one month never again greeted his sense of smell.

Diah who was still in shock could only stand in his place. He's locked up and can't run. Being in a cage of people who want to fight for it dies.

Son, my dear.remember this well well, right now your father is hugging Mom. Inner Diah with her tears that seeped out without the permission of the owner.