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When I called my mom, there was only regret in my heart, I should not have much. Do not be happy to welcome the birth of my child, I am the only one who was born from his womb was never considered to exist. In between my daydreams, I was shocked by my husband's voice
“ I am sad, why? Story here …. You're tired of not sleeping around queen. Sorry ra “ said my husband
“ God is not bg, it is the obligation of Ara . Happy to know there is a queen between us. Someone turned out to be a mother to her child. This is what is rasain now, so scared to lose queen” I said
“ That's how it is in your mama's race, mama loves you so much that she's afraid you're falling for the wrong person. Mama wants the best, our job is to continue to convince mama that our household is fine and can be happy” said my husband held my hand
Turns out my husband knew what I was thinking and feeling . He's a figure I admire a lot. Decades she could be a brother, friend, and husband ……
“ Thanks ya bg already guided ara to be abg wife, even though Ara can not be the best. Ara is happy to have an abg who always advises ara when ara missteps “ I hug my husband
“ Hemmmm don't hug dong ra, abg tight nih really hurt “ said my husband while manyuning
“ Sorry sorry, which one hurts bg ?” Ask me
“ This is a pain raaa “ he said pointing his magic spear
“ Astaghfirullah his pervert you Razqaaaaaaa “ I shouted
“ Owekkk…. Owekkk”
“ Heh you're a habit of yelling, look at that Queen so wake up . You are “ rebuke my husband
“ Yes end you pervert, lunakaaa” I said
“ You hugged me, I miss you so much. Still long nifas his “ huhhhh razqa down sluggish
I carried the Queen to comfort my husband
“ Papaa …. Let's dong we play queen.
want in papa's carrier “ I give up queen
“ Uhhh her dear papa , her beautiful papa nih …. There is a rival mom, right ??? “ says razqa to my son
I'm taking pictures of Queen sleeping, I'm up on my Whats*pp story
* tring*
I had a lot of messages from my friend who asked who the child was. No one knows if I am married
I opened a four-year group chat
*foursome group
“ Deta : Raaaa …. Whoaaa's son ? “
“ Lala : Ara …. You owe me an explanation !!!! “
“ Eva : hemmmmmm “
“ Me : Hellooo onty onty, here dong jengukin baby Q …. This is Mama Ara's son “
After typing that, I immediately up a photo of my marriage book and my husband .
My phone reads from earlier marked a lot of whats*pp messages from that kepo hahahaha
“ Ra , whose smile smile chat is the same ? “ asked my husband who was starting to get suspicious
“ Chat with papa Baru Queen “ I said
“ Nih keep queen , here hp her !!!! “ says my husband is glutinous
“ Try to see story wa mama pa, mama smile see that lohh papa queen “ I said with a smile
He took his phone, right he just opened my story.
“ Ra , don't papa you up like that? What about your friend ? Your mama ? “ My husband said in panic
“ Already la bg papa , Queen is getting bigger and bigger. Can we hide it ? “ ask me
“ Yes also anyway.. yaudah then abg also want up deh “.
