The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 213. Anything for you
Chapters 213. Anything for you
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" Don't leave me, won't be able to face everything.only with you I will be able to...."
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Andra and the Backbone ~ Perfect)
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Bastian
The man's face was seen as normal when Rania asked the question about who was the person who was interrupting their shahdu activities.
" This is my trainer!" bastian said as he shifted the green button on his phone.
" Yes Ma'am?" he answered the call.
Rania looked at her face with furrowed eyebrows, as if she wanted to know what the woman was talking about on the phone.
" Can you help me? my car broke down on Silasona Road!"
Rania's jaw muscles stiffen. The woman was annoyed upon hearing Trainer Bastian's fuss. I don't know how many times the woman named Yona often involves Bastian outside the interests.
" What can't you call a mechanic?" in an instant, the lover sulked as he had already heard with his own ears.
Bastian looked grimly at Rania, "You're coming along, so don't get me wrong!"
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A stack of reports that should be able to run is now back abandoned for the sake of the affairs of the sweet romance, which began to smell the aroma of troublemakers. Rania's instincts cannot be doubted. Although he is still silent in Bastian's car, but his heart is afraid that their relationship will experience things that are not desired.
No one was interested in speaking up as long as they were on the way, the silence was still going on and the silence was still lingering. Rania is busy with staring at the streets in the glass with a cocky heart, and Bastian who suddenly has no idea when his girlfriend sings.
The road was actually close to the location of Isun Kitchen which was in rehab. Rania shook her head in disbelief as her heart slipped at the sight of Bastian descending, "You're here, yes, I'll be there for a while!"
" You see, let you believe that I'm not doing anything?" Bastian kissed the back of Rania's hand.
Rania sebal's. From a distance of five meters, he saw Bastian rolling his shirt at an elbow for the sake of others. The arm muscles of the man tightened when he opened the hood of the front of the car.
" What does the woman want, dare to make a move. Abis you!!!" Rania stared intently in front of her, still in the car.
" Oh, the radiator's water is dry, ma'am!" Bastian had thought. This trivial thing is often not realized by women.
" Oh my God, I really don't know Bas!"
" Emmm Bu Yuna has mineral water, or...?" Bastian looked at his Trainer naturally, but not at the woman.
" There, one second!" the woman is seen circling her car, then getting in and picking up a bottle of mineral water.
Rania couldn't stand it, she was upset. Why should he come if only to be a spectator. So annoying.
" Is it still a long time?" Rania got out of her car. Staring at Bastian was upset.
Makes Yuna's eyes round.
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Two months passed, right on this Sunday Abhimanyu deliberately invited Dhira to check the content regularly. He didn't want to lose this happy moment.
Definition of a standby husband should he implement dong.
" It's Week 29, Mom!" the future wife of Doctor Arya was smiling kindly. He did his job well.
" Yes, I'm hungry now!" sahut Dhira's.
"That's good Mom. It's not nauseous anymore, but, already in the second trimester the end of this!" Doctor Septa smiled kindly.
Abhimanyu already seems not to question about Arya anymore. The jealousy of Dhira when he went to the city of BL some time ago seems to be a confirmation if he also has to be able to think idealistically.
" Eating it must be a lot, because the growth of the fetus is also large!"
" This is the vitamin I added with iron yes Mom, try not to be too tired ya Mom!"
Dhira and Abhimanyu are still in the list of PUS (Fertile Couple) .However, the age of Dhira which is also fairly mature, requires the woman to better maintain her womb.
Abhimanyu still diligently listened to the interaction of the two women. Without intending to interrupt.
Septa's doctor first asked Dhira to weigh her body weight to determine the normal weight development of the mother and baby, measure blood pressure, measure fundal height, also check the fetal heart rate with a special device.
Abhimanyu's heart warmed when he heard a recording of his child's heartbeat heard from a medical device owned by Septa's doctor.
" Dok, what gender can't be seen anymore?" Abhimanyu was curious about his future son.
" Oh well, yesterday has not been seen, sir. She's ashamed of what this looks like..." Doctor Septa joked, because it was at the USG last month, the position of the baby has not been favorable.
" This is yes sir, it looks like the father's son is a gender...."
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" She, I want to buy duku!" Dhira rubbed his enlarged stomach with a manyun lips. He could feel the difference between pregnant Raka first with pregnant her second child.
" The duku.asem. Who ever brought Rania?"
" Not that, that's Rania's wrong buy!"
Plaque!!!
" Habit!!" sahut Dhira fast. Dhira's forehead is wrinkled "What is the Father of Abi mas or Devan sir?" Dhira hit Abhimanyu's left thigh focused on driving.
Makes the man grimace.
And like any other standby husband, Abhimanyu also wanted to show how unfortunately he was to the woman beside him. Never strayed from memory, all the suffering that his wife experienced when with Indra.
Making it should be as much as possible, obey Dhira's will. Anything for him.
" You're here, you're hot outside. I'm not long!" Abhimanyu spoke while releasing the seatbelt he was wearing, apparently Dhira wanted duku sold in cars, which were on the edge when they passed through the market of rhinos that are held every Sunday.
" Yes, if there is the same pencit (young mango) yes mas. I'll make my own sambal. There's another fruit at home!" answer Dhira.
The man nodded, willing to accept all of Dhira's requests. Let alone the scoundrel, the basket will he carry if his wife wants. Oh yeahaaa!
Dhira stared at the wide back of her husband who began to move away and walked towards the pickup that ranged fifty meters from where he was waiting.
Dhira smiled to see her husband whose appearance contrasted when he was in the crowd of various traders. Men who often curl it when they make out.
Abhimanyu handsome.
He then swept his gaze in the other direction, his forehead wrinkled as he saw the boy almost the same age as Raka, but cried alone under the trading yard of the person who was right beside him.
The little boy hugged his knees while rubbing his watery face.
" Why is he?" I don't know why Dhira was staring at the child. The child also looks less clean.
Dhira gets out of the car and intending to meet the boy, he leaves the car empty. He walked for a while with his stomach swollen.
" Hey, why is it?" Dhira who could not squat was just stroking the top of the girl's head slowly.
Making the little boy look up at Dhira. Their views meet. That pair of plain clear eyes, instantly glazed over as Dhira greeted him.
" As you've seen, but where?" inner Dhira while remembering something.
The boy's face was flat and greeted Dhira silently, although his countenance did not show hospitality either.
" Why deck?" Dhira asked again.
" Would you please my mom?"
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Abhimanyu
The Abhimanyu class man who used to be loaded with honor, has now suddenly become the prima donna of mothers who sell in grocery store stalls next to the sidewalk of the rhino market.
He became a rickety himself.
" His shoulders one tray it's mas. Don't get me wrong!" Abhimanyu pointed to a fruit that is similar in shape to Langsat/Langsep.
Duku fruit has a little sap even some are not gummy at all, while langsat fruit has a high sap content.
Unlike langsat fruit, duku has a thick fruit flesh.Although duku fruit is thick fleshy, but the water content is less than the langsat fruit. But it has a sweet taste.
" Aman is Duku Sir, not Langsep really. Here, it's big!"
" All sir?" the merchant looked at Abhimanyu in disbelief, only this time someone wanted to buy me that much.
Abhimanyu nodded "But please bring it to my car yes, similarly choose a young mango!"
The merchant nodded in understanding, "For his wife yes sir, definitely pregnant again!" said the male trader who looks excited because his trade sells a lot.
The benefits of duku for pregnant women is that it can help the digestive tract. A common complaint of pregnant women is constipation. With the consumption of duku that has enough fiber content, can overcome digestive tract problems such as constipation.
Abhimanyu smiled, because he was happy and happy with Dhira's request which often made him jump directly to buy. Abhimanyu turned to his car.
However, his pleasure evaporated instantly because he did not see his wife in the car. Abhimanyu opened his wallet quickly, fortunately he took the cash.
" It's mas, after this please bring it to my car. It's there!" Abhimanyu gave five hundred thousand pieces to the merchant in a hurry.
" Whoa!!! This sir.." the merchant gawked at the sight of the enormous amount of money that Abhimanyu had given him.
" Wish my wife's delivery well. Just take the change!"
The merchant was even amazed. The dapper, handsome and rich man was a real reflection of kindness.
" O Allah thank you very much Sir, may all that you hope to be granted sir"
" I'll go there first!" point Abhimanyu to the shiny black sedan.
" Prepared Sir!" the merchant nodded in understanding.
Anxiety suddenly struck Abhimanyu's heart. Where his wife went.
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My reader, I'm sorry mommy. Mommy is busy in the real world. But mommy's gonna try to get up.
Nephew again berhitan, pray well yes everything....
