SECRETLY LIKED STEPMOTHER

CHAPTER 36

In Madame Martha's room.

Pras stared at that helpless weak body on the bed. The nurse who was guarding Madame Martha was still seen replacing the clothes of mistress Martha. Madame Martha was like an undead whose everything depended on the people nearby. Even want to change her clothes was assisted nurse nurse who deliberately worked in the house specifically to take care of Madame Martha.

The sister immediately invited Pras to approach the side of Madame Martha by giving her a chair to sit next to mistress Martha lying on the bed. After her nun exited the room, accidentally giving Mr. Pras a chance with mistress Martha speaking.

"Martha!" gumam Pras's.

Martha saw the arrival of Pras with a look of disbelief. Netra they meet. As a man, Pras very rarely showed his weakness in front of a woman. Especially wives. Those eyes glittered with glass. Pras tried to hold back so that the clear crystal in the corner of his eye did not fall. Pras stared at the pale and withered face of mistress Martha. It was very much different when Martha was still healthy and strong.Then Martha was always cheerful. Never even showed her tears as they agreed to part because of the matchmaking. After the move, Pras did not not know who was the husband of Martha. Pras was very close to Martha's husband, Waode. Since Waode is a good and loyal husband, Pras intends to stay away from Martha and does not want to damage his household. Better that way, right?

The tears were unbearable again escaped already in the corner of Pras' eyes. Martha grabbed Pras' hand while wanting to wipe it. Pras himself was the one who finally touched that hand. Sad cries, haru and maybe miss the moments that used to be present like a movie roller. But will not the wheel continue to spin after the sun.

"You're crying Pras? What's for?" martha said. The shoulder shook. Pras is very upset with the state of Martha, her lover was when she did not want to let go of her bachelor. After Martha married, Pras still quite long adventure looking for his love.

"When have you been like this, Martha?" pras asked while wiping his tears that broke.

"Not long!?" answer Martha.

"Did Waode hurt you?" ask Pras.

"No, Pras! It was me who often hurt her" said Martha. Pras squinted his eyeballs.

"Why? Isn't it with your husband that you get everything you want? To be the wife and confessions of an honorable family member" Pras said.

"So, I don't know Pras! It all just flows. Often Waode travel for office and rarely come home, making me seek my own pleasure" Martha told me.

Pras still holds Martha's hand. The back of the hand is not as fresh as it used to be. The hand was brought close to Pras' lips and let him softly sniff.

"If I knew you were hurt and unhappy with my close friend, Waode. I won't let you marry her, Martha," Pras said. Martha smiled cynically.

"Men are the same, Pras! You, Waode are the same, not much different, are you? You are always busy with your business and may be busy with the women out there who are certainly fresher. I can't imagine what it would be like if I married you, Pras!" martha said. Pras smiled bitterly. In fact until now even the young soul and his adventures always try new things are not also ended. Although in his heart Pras there is a figure.the woman he loves.

"Alright, Pras! Why did you come to this house after such a long time of being out of touch with my husband" asked Martha.

"Really! Yesterday the day after tomorrow I went to his office talking, telling him about each of us. I must have asked you too, Martha. Waode also said that he was married again. And he said you were sick. Waode invited me to dinner at this house and introduced his new wife. I thought, what about you if Waode gets married again?" pras.

"I'm glad Waode got married again. Natasha is very nice besides being able to please her husband. What about you? Which wife did you come with?" Martha said.

"Hahaha, my God Martha! Which wife the hell? You still judge me to be a jerk from a long time ago" Pras said.

"Not that I didn't find out about you, Pras! But the news on social media makes me know. Before I got sick I had heard you were Casanova's man. Hehe. At that time I felt lucky to quickly get away from you and marry Waode. Accept that business matchmaking," Martha said.

"Good, Martha! If you don't cut ties with me, it's possible that my life story isn't like this, Martha. Maybe I'll be a loyal man like Waode who just goes home to his wife. Although Waode now has two wives and that makes you disappointed or hurt. Well, even if your lips say sincerely if your husband remarries Natasha," Pras said.

Now the conversation of Pras and Martha has just flowed. Conversations that are what.ceplos. Now Martha began to remember the big secret that she had been sitting and keeping. Maybe it's time for Martha to tell Pras the truth.

"Consecrated? What is it, Martha?" sahut Pras's.

"But you have to make a promise with me first, in the meantime you don't tell others, including Waode and Gabriel, my son," Martha said.

"Okay, okay fine! I'll keep it to myself for me. Well, you can be relieved now. Now, tell me what a big secret it is!" pras.

"Pras, you remember? That night we were at the top of the villa? There we did it for the first time" Martha told me.

"I remember, Martha. From the beginning that's what you took my virgin, right?? Hehe. And I also take away your sanctity. You know, from then on I became hooked and wanted to do that again. So because of you, I became a Casanova man, Martha," Pras said.

"Prass! after having sex with you, I was actually pregnant and pregnant with your child, Pras!?" martha said with honesty.

"Huh? Wha what?? Martha?! What the hell are you saying? Then where's my son now, Martha?" sahut Pras is getting out of control.

"Pras!??? Calm yourself, Pras! You've always been like a child from a long time ago. Do I continue the story or do you continue on your own?" martha said. Maybe Martha can pout.

"Hehe of course you continue the story dong! Let's continue!" pras. In Pras' heart, he was very happy to have a child.

"When I got married to Waode, and on that first night I was five weeks late, Pras! I told Waode that I'm not a virgin anymore and all because of my boyfriend's dating style. Waode didn't take issue with that" Martha told me.

"Then? Did your husband know you were pregnant at the time?" ask Pras.

"No! That I didn't tell you about my delay in coming months and it turns out that I'm already pregnant with your child, Pras!?" obviously Martha. Pras widened his eyeballs staring at Martha.

"Then, where is my son now, Martha?!" ask Pras.

"Is he still alive and growing up?" ask Pras. Martha returned to tears.

"He grew up healthy and mature like you, Pras! Our son, Pras! Even your acquaintance has decreased in our children," said Martha.

"God, why must the ugly follow me, Martha? Doesn't he have the ability to do business as smart as I do?" pras. Martha chuckles. Right when meeting Pras, Martha laughed more often with her jokes. It was very similar to Gabriel, his son.

"Of course he's as smart as you are, Pras!" sahut Martha with a smile.

"Martha, don't make me second-guess. Tell me who my son is and where is he now?"ask Pras.

" Maybe you've met her, Pras? You already know him" said Martha. Pras squinted his eyeballs.

"Gabriel?!" gumam Pras's. Martha nodded her head slowly.

"Gabriel, son? It is fitting that his madness and mischief are exactly the same as mine" Pras said. Spontaneous Martha heard it hit Pras' arm hard. But the punch had no power at all. Pras felt happiness, surprised, never expecting Gabriel to be his flesh and blood.

"Gabriel!!" muttered Pras with a fluffy smile.