Pregnancy I Didn't Want

part 20's

During the day, the sound of a motorbike stopped in front of Bi Rita's house.

"Bi Rita, are Dara and the kids here?" The voice of Mas Ardan asked Bi Rita where we were.

"There was. They're sleeping in front of the TV." Bi Rita answered him.

Bi Rita was sitting casually on her porch.

Slowly Mas Ardan's footsteps headed towards us.

"Become, go home yuk." He whispered while gently stroking my hair.

I who had realized that his arrival was pretending to try to open my eyes as if I just woke up. I saw him kissing Dilan and Dion.

"Dilan's... Dylan... Come home, son." He tried to wake Dilan up.

"Ngapain bullied his son's still sleeping." I said ketus.

"Let's go home." Bring me.

"Where to go." I looked at him cynically.

"Home. Where else to go." He scrunched his forehead.

"Well, we'll go home if you're not home."

"I'll take him home. I promise I won't leave the house again." He held my hand to convince me.

"No. I'm just gonna be here." I want to stay at Bi Rita's.

"Udah Dara's. You go home first. You are also Ardan do you not feel sorry for your child and wife who need your attention. You could be like that." Bi Rita approached us and gave advice to Mas Ardan.

"Sorry Bi. I'm sorry." His words lowered his head.

"Dad...." Dilan cheered happily at his father.

"Yes Nak. We go home." Mas Ardan hugged and held Dilan

"Yes. Dad don't be a long time ago. Ian wants to play with me."

Finally we came home with Mas Ardan because he promised not to repeat his actions again.

I saw someone else's bike that Mas Ardan was carrying. While where the bike he is.

"Whose motor is this?" I was surprised to see the motor carried by him.

"Motor Dani, I borrowed it."

"Where do you want to go?" Askaqua.

"Enter the workshop, get off the engine because I forgot to change the oil."

I can't believe the reason. Because all this time he was very diligent in doing maintenance to his motorbike. Never once the motor broke down during this time used.

I'm afraid the bike's been pawned or sold. I'll find out where the bike is.

***

At night when the kids are asleep, it's time for both of us.

"Darling, I'm sorry I hurt you." He whispered an apology in my ear while tightly hugging my body.

"That's it. I don't want to hear your apology. I just want you to be aware of what you're doing and try to improve yourself." I said advise him.

"Darling, can I touch you?" His breath is hunting in my ears.

Tonight Mas Ardan ordered the rations from after I gave birth. It's been three months, I think vag**na is now and my uterus is healed. It's time for Mas Ardan to get his reward.

I haven't been able to give him an answer.

He took off my shirt, without a thread remaining. So is he.

Mas Ardan kissed my forehead, cheeks, and lips full of passion. We have intercourse and struggle in a hot game that we have not done for a long time.

Moreover, I remember the treatment of Mas Ardan so far, making my anger I spill at this time so that it adds to my passion and lust.

Mas Ardan ended the game by gently kissing my lips. We're both drowning, because we're too excited.

I hope that after Mas Ardan gets the prize he can really be conscious and change as before. I was thinking, maybe because he was saturated, so he was venting his saturation outside the house.

"Thank you dear." His breath was cut off saying that sentence.

***

I'm still curious about the existence of Mas Ardan's motor. Only Irfan can help me now.

"Hello, fan, can you ask for help?" I called him by phone.

"What's Dara?"

"I didn't see Mas Ardan's bike. He told me his bike was ransacked. But I can't believe it. I suspect that the bike has been sold or pawned." I told Irfan.

"alright. Later if I get information I'll call." Irfan said that was willing to help Dara.

Irfan is trying to get information about the existence of Ardan motors. He managed to dig up information from a young man who often played gambling with Ardan. Motor Ardan has been pawned worth 5 million for losing a gamble to the young man.

"Ardan... Ardane... Where's your mind, pawn a motorcycle for losing a gamble. Not thinking about the fate of your wife and child." Irfan spoke to himself after learning the information.

He is not out of thought with the behavior of his best friend who has been known to be hardworking and affectionate towards his family.

Irfan passed on the information he got to Dara. How shocked Dara was after knowing that. While all this time he and his son were in trouble with finances. Ardan never gave Dara a penny. Moreover, the money from the proceeds of the motorcycle was only he enjoyed himself.

"Why the motor is not taken in the workshop. One week has not been fixed." I, who already knew the truth, deliberately asked.

"Tau tuh. Bengkel itu lama sekali kerjanya." Alasannya kepadaku.

"Is the bike really in the works?" I'm investigating Mas Ardan.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer's short.

"It's not already pawned." I said insinuating Mas Ardan.

"Sok knows. You know where you're from?"

"Not lie, honestly. I don't want to hurt anymore."

"Yes I'm a pawn." With ease he replied.

"Where does the money go?"

"Aaaarrgha... Don't ask me again. I'm dizzy." The answer then passed leaving me out of the house.

That is the result of gambling, not getting richer even what we have sold out because it is addictive. The edges become dizzy and stressed. Gratitude is not crazy because the money we have just disappeared in an instant.

Now Mas Ardan stays out at night, but never comes home until morning. Sometimes 11pm is home. I'm home late at 12 p.m. Because we promised once he didn't come home, me and the kids would leave.