The Love Trap of the Lord

Don't Be Crazy

Selen is arranging the equipment of her two twins with the Mother. The woman was very enthusiastic to welcome the birth of the baby who counted only a few weeks away. "Rest. You realize it hasn't been a break." He said to Selen while holding hands to be invited to sit. "Selen's not tired of Bun." Mother shakes. He rubbed his son's head gently. " Don't be too tired." He said and Selen nodded obediently.

Sam was watching his wife fall asleep. After chatting with his in-laws he went straight to his room to approach his wife. Time passes so fast. He did not expect to have a new status as a father. Something he never thought of at all. Everything went so natural and unplanned like his life before this round. Sam falls in love and can get Selena married. He's happy. But having a baby was never at all in his mind. It is true that the purpose of a married person is to continue the offspring. But it was different with Sam. He is more concerned with living alone with his loved ones than carrying out his descendants in the future. "Mr...." Selen wriggled in her husband's arms as the man was drifting in thought. "You woke up Honey?" Ask while kissing the wife's sweet lips. "What time?" Selen closed her eyes again as she was still sleepy. "It's only one o'clock in the afternoon. Sleep again. I'm with." Sam rubbed his wife's back while hugging comfortably.

Two men were sitting opposite each other in a room dominated by ash and black. One of them gave a report. Give some maps to read someone who is sitting while sipping the wine. "So it's still the same as before?" Asked the man in a cold voice. "Yes. It's still the same as before. That cooperation did not make my relationship with him any closer. He's pretty tough." Answer Anthony. "As usual. On a weekend afternoon he would take his wife for a walk. I hope you won't be late." Then he says goodbye go.

Sam took his wife's hand. The man invites Selen to sit down to rest after a while walking around the park. "Drink Honey first." Sam said as he handed over a bottle of water he was carrying consciously. "Later. I'm not thirsty yet." The answer. Sam clasped the soft hand tightly. "Are you going to give birth normally?" He asked so worried that Selan would be in pain. "Yes. It's natural as a woman to give birth, isn't it?" Sam nodded his head slowly. The man agreed with the wife's words but anxiety and fear could not be ignored by her. "I'm Worried Honey." Sam hugged his wife. "Not to worry. I was consulting with the doctor at the time. Don't be afraid hm." Selen rubbed Sam's burly arm. "The doctor says you're too young and the chances of success are 70 percent." He recalled when the two consulted with the obstetrician yesterday. " I can." Selena looked at her husband. Trying to convince the man with a soft speech he said. "There's still a 30 percent chance...." Sam stopped as his wife clasped her hand tightly. "I can." She cut off her husband's words.

"Don't be crazy." The words of someone echoed filled the room. "I don't approve of your stupid idea." Continue again in a loud voice. "Oh come. That's the only way. You took care of all my work that long." Answer it casually. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. And this is my chance." He said while rubbing his chin. "Their family is no longer a secret in the public eye. If you're going to interrupt think first. Your identity will also be revealed. Back off before it's too late." Anthony advised the man in front of him. " You know me from when we were just like a boy. You know what kind of person I am. I don't think retreat is the right choice. Hm. I gotta go home. My son will sulk if I come home late." He said standing up from sitting down. "Basic crazy." Anthony muttered as he looked at the back of his best friend who was starting to move away.

"Daddy." Shouted a teenager immediately welcomed the arrival of the widower of one child. Although his heart was one of those mistakes he did not want, He loved sincerely. "Hy Daddy's son. Have you eaten?" Asked the man while gently rubbing his son's head. "Safira's waiting for Daddy." Answer with a smile. "Your life is 13, my dear. Don't wait for Daddy to eat. Be eating. Don't let your stomach starve." It made the pretty one nod. He then took the hand of the father to be invited to walk together. She's the only one the girl had after her mother died with her affair in a car accident two years ago. Safira knew her father did not love her. His relationship with his wife is only a loveless matchmaking bond.