Sweet Honey

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At the hospital, Johan performs a blood draw after the Gift is completed.

In the lab room. "Whatever the result, I am the first to be told and do as I command." Johan's voice was firm.

"Every sir." the officer nodded.

Hm, "Later my assistant will contact you." Johan said, staring meaningfully.

"Thank you, sir." said the lab clerk bowing respectfully to Johan.

"Try you to explain, is it possible that Fathers with group A, and Mothers of class O can lower group AB to their children?" ask Johan curiously.

"Never been seen by the Lord." replied the officer.

"To my knowledge, groups AB and O will lower groups A or B, is there a possibility of having a child of class AB?" ask Johan again.

"The possibility is found in a group called Cis AB. Cis AB and O will degrade Cis AB can also be O."

Obviously the officer again, as soon as Johan's heart beats.

So can! But I'm AB regular hah, just startle me. Who is the father of Grace..

In Johan's heart was very worried that if Niah could be his flesh and blood.

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Finished business from the hospital, Devan escorted Johan and Karunia back home.

"Devan, it's been night time" Johan said.

Why am I here too, so a living witness to your lies Johan.

Inner Devan, "I'll just go home." she refused.

Johan. "Devan, this is an order! Add your bonus this month, half the salary." Johan said.

Cih, bribe. Like I'm short of money.

"All right, Johan." Devan cynical.

"Come, come with me!" invite Johan to draw the hand of Grace.

The gift of jerking Johan's hand. "Sir, you better find Madam."

Niah sniffles, walking into the kitchen sitting crashing on the sofa. Johan sighed softly looking at the stairs, silent no sound.

Johan stepped towards the kitchen followed by Devan, where Grace lay limp. Seeing Johan's presence, Grace wakes up from her bed.

Johan to the fridge, Devan sits in front of the Gift. Johan came up with some ice cube kettle sitting beside the Gift.

"Master, what are you doing?'' The gift of question.

"Compress your face Niah." Johan's voice was soft, pulling Niah's face.

"No need for Mr." Gift of throwing your face away.

"Alright Niah, there is a bruise in your medical kit oleh ya." Johan rubbed the head of Niah.

"Don't call me again, sir."

"Then call what?"

"Because according to our test results father and son call me papi, hm." Johan.

Cis, in Devan's heart pulled the tip of his lips.

"No way." The gift of sound.

"Serious fire, Niah. Let me take care of you, for 20 years we've been apart."

"No need sir, I can take care of myself. You better go find the Madam!" The gift of a loud, paled voice near Johan.

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There was a noise on the stairs, mbok Senah was dragging a suitcase in the following Goddess carrying a clothes bag.

Third Johan, Gift, Devan turned. Seeing that, half-run Johan approached his wife.

"Dear, don't do this." Johan's voice worriedly held the Goddess' hand.

"Mas, let me go." ketus Goddess.

"No dear, I'm sorry. Let's talk in the room together."

Johan pulled the hand of the Goddess while carrying his clothes bag. Grace and Devan approach mbok senah.

"Give me mbok." Devan picks up the suitcase from the mbok, bringing it up back to the second floor laying her in front of Johan's room door.

The three, Devan, Niah and Mbok Senah return to the kitchen lounge. Sit still with each other's thoughts.

~

In Johan's room and the Goddess.

"Mas, I want a divorce." cried the Goddess, her cheeks wet with tears.

Johan red is out. "No way!"

Johan hugged the body of the Goddess, the Goddess pushed Johan immediately Johan pressed the body of the Goddess to the wall so that the Goddess could not move.

"Mas, loose! Let me go." the scream of the Goddess was hysterical, even the sound of her crying was heard all the way downstairs.

"No dear, don't leave the mas! For God's sake I can't live without you." Johan came crying, putting both of their eyebrows together.

"Mas already have a child, let me go." Please Goddess a clear voice.

"No, I still want to have children from you. Continue the pregnancy program, yes. please, dear Goddess." please Johan embrace the Goddess.

Both husbands were crying. One tear of pain, another of crocodile tears.

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