Regretting Ever Loving You

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Rain came home with a troubled heart.he no longer knows how to get close to Nala. moreover, there is already Axel on the side of Nala. The way to return with Nala will be more difficult.

Rain slammed the wooden chair that was on the dining table, he threw a bottle, a plate that was on the table carelessly.The last famine almost hit the newly entered Flower.

Flowers smiled cynically at Rain's state. The flower hates Rain. The hatred for Rain was as great as his love for the man.

The incoming flower did not greet Rain.he was about to step into his room but Rain's voice stopped his steps.

"where have you been?" ask Rain.

The flower turned its body and answered.

"from the outside" that's all that comes out of Flower's mouth. To be honest, Flowers nowadays don't want to argue. Flowers just want to cool their hearts and heads from the hot feeling.

Flowers entered the room and closed the door of the room violently.

"Flower, I haven't finished talking. You brash wife, don't know yourself, cheap" cried Rain.

Bunga heard all of Rain's swearing and swearing at him. he cried behind the closed door.

"hiks hyks. It hurts Pa Ma" cried Bunga in a cry

Flowers stood up, took his old hape and searched for someone's phone number. Bunga was sure that the person would definitely help him.

Flowers call that number, first call, not picked up. Flowers try to call on, until the umpteenth call is finally lifted as well.

"hallo" baritone's voice rang out

"hallo Om" said Flowers.

"flower? this you?"

"he's Om. It's a Flower" replied the Flower, his trembling voice making the worry of the person across there.

"you're crying, son? you why? tell me who made you cry"

"where are you, baby, still in London? Om in Indonesia Bunga. but Om will tell people to help you"

"Om. a minute. Flowers are okay. It's just that Flowers want to ask for help, but before her, Flowers must meet Om. Flowers will explain the simuanya. The flower has returned to Jakarta Om"

"ok Sweetheart. Om While in Jogja. Tomorrow morning, try to go to Jakarta before returning to Bali."

"he's Om. thanks. Flowers are so dear to you, Om."

"he. Om same aunt also love Bunga. until met tomorrow well son"

"it's Om"

disconnected call. Flower Sitting in front of her dressing table. stared inside her face. The flowers of his stomach are already a little visible.

"you take it easy, dear.we will fight for our happiness, even if forced to destroy the happiness of others"

Flowers were holding her stomach and imagining the destruction of Nala, suddenly the door of her room opened.looked Rain entered with a stagger and held a bottle of liquor.

"Nala" call Rain

"Dear nala" call her again.

The flowers get angry.

"sister Rain is enough" cried Flowers.

"Nala Nala and Nala are the only ones you think about. Here I am. Flowers, Flowers are not Nala" said Bunga.

"flower? dear. Flowers here, baby."

Flowers ignore Rain's call. She opts out. She is afraid Rain will hurt her and the baby.

but Bunga did not get out because unfortunately Rain locked the door and did not know where the key was.

"Damn it, again drunk but his brain is sane for the door." Inner Flower.

Seriate......