The Curse of Love of Casanova

I'm nauseous.

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"Don't just your fat body, brother is even willing to bear all your burdens.Your pain and all the feelings that make you feel uncomfortable."

God consciously said it, but he seemed to have forgotten that what we said was Do'a, and God had declared that he would bear it all alone. and that means that the God has prepared to feel everything that pregnant women feel.

"But I'm scared."

"Not to be afraid, brother will always be beside you" he said soothingly.

"When I crave what?"

"Whatever you want dear, brother will give you."

"That's not what I mean, aren't you going to get angry?"

"Sister will be angry if you ask for things that endanger you and twins, so what do you want now"

"Emm" Cintya seemed to think her index finger was tapping her forehead.

"Later on, let me think about it now I want to eat, I'm hungry."

The god rubbed his broken cintya hair and tucked it behind his ear.

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm really from earlier nyium aroma soto sak, what around here there is selling soto?"

"Maybe it's in the hospital cafeteria, want to eat there?" bargain on Cintya and immediately nodded with sparkling eyes.

There is nothing happier and more proud than being able to obey and make loved ones happy.

As at this time, God did not take off his gaze and his smile saw Cintya eat his soto with lava.although he did not eat it, but just by seeing Cintya eat, it felt like God who felt full.

"Wouldn't you?" Cintya approached a spoonful of rice into the mouth of the God, a savory aroma burst out to greet the God's sense of smell. instantly her stomach churned.

The god refused subtly by shaking his head, not because he was not hungry, but because suddenly his stomach was cramping and stiff.

Maybe it was the effect of her fatigue. her appetite decreased drastically.in contrast to Cintya who increased rapidly since the drama she asked seblak Lucia.

The more resistant, the more uncomfortable.cold sweat on his temple began to condense.nausea in his stomach increasingly become-so along with Cintya who tipped her spoon and fork. one bowl of soto he set up in just ten minutes.

Pretending to be comfortable was unpleasant, dizzy in the head and nauseous in the stomach that he felt like a drunk person.

"Love, wait here, brother to the toilet for a bit." she told Cintya.

No matter if he was the center of attention, the God went to the toilet near the cafeteria with a slight run.

"Huekk, Huekk,, "

The god did not release anything but a hot taste in his throat.Disregarding the dripping sweat.he still wanted to remove anything from his stomach. but he did not succeed until he felt pain all over his body and his legs like running dozens of kilo meters.

The god sat limp. half-drenched limp hair with breath gasping.

For a moment the God calmed himself.any time he would feel nausea the third time, he would immediately do a medical check up.

After a few minutes, he returned to the cafeteria and found his wife frowning.

"It's a long time!" Cintya pouted.

"Sorry Love, it was sister nausea." he said softly.

"Who is pregnant who is nauseous try." fiercely sneered.

"It's okay if brother should replace you with nausea, but it can't be this sudden darling."

"Maybe, who knows."

"Yes well. all right, whatever, let's go home. let's tell her about this. she must be happy."

Out of the hospital, Dewa still felt pain in his heart and the heat in his throat still died of discomfort, but he would not complain. and not necessarily it is a sympathetic pregnancy syndrome.

The face of God still leaves pale, and Cintya saw that. The smell of the streets mixed with dust during the day was increasingly tormenting him. God forgot that he had missed his lunch hour, and God was feeling a little hungry.

"Any sister?" cintya asked with a late worried look.

It was so bad now to worry.what the hell is he.

"That's okay, maybe because of the nausea."

"Oh!" Cintya is just a Oh ria. without the slightest sympathy.

Can you call it selfish?

In the lyrics Cintya who rests on his shoulders. there is a sense of happiness that can not be expressed. like a butterfly flying in his stomach. The gods feel the fall of love many times over.

He felt God was so good to him.how not, all this time he had become a man who was far from the word good.covers sin and neglects his duty as a human being. and now the Lord gave her great happiness.Get the woman in the longing who is now carrying two lives in her womb.

The path of daylight is very hot, the sun seems to be trying to make a hatchet of the humans on earth, and at this time the Gods again feel strange.

His nose caught an unusual scent - something that almost his entire life had never touched his tongue, and now he wanted it.

Strange, even now he was in the middle of the highway, in a car with a coffee-smelling fragrance.

Combustible yams with the aroma of burning charcoal seem to taste good.

Her heart word slid just like that through her lips half muttered.

"What did you say?" Cintya looked over, feeling that something was making a sound.

"What's wrong, you fell asleep" he said, then grabbed Cintya's head to lean back on her shoulders.

Maybe the god of demon possession in the hospital cafeteria toilet.

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