The Married With Ketos

Hamidun's?

After his work was done, Nathan took Camella to a special room in the restaurant. Where is the place where Nathan when resting, even to stay overnight, if the night is late enough.

"Tonight we'll stay here first huh? beyond the heavy rain. I think it will last a long time." Nathan told Camella who is now lying on her lap. They were on a long sofa in the room. Here, there is one room, which can be a place to spend the night. Camella nodded in response, as Camella had said, she would go wherever Nathan went.

Nathan rubbed his temple, Camella watched Nathan from below. The man looks tired. From that, there was now a gurat of sadness on his face. Her eyes looked at Camella. "Why Nath?"

"Sorry huh? because of me, you become living a difficult life, which you have never been before" he said feeling guilty.

"Father Nath, this has all been my choice, so don't feel guilty."

"Your relationship with the lo-family is destroyed because of me." said Nathan lirih. "It should be that --gue not lasokin that, which makes your future ruined and participate difficult life with me." he continued sounding sad.

Throughout his life, Nathan has experienced the most difficult times, ranging from living in his parents, hitchhiking in people's homes even though the house includes his relatives' homes, including his relatives' homes, but there's still a bad taste. Then must live independently at an age that is still very easy. The toughest phase he had ever passed and had lost his life purpose.

"Sstt." Camella suddenly placed her index finger on Nathan's lips to stop him from talking like that. "Don't say that, he can be horrified." he said holding his stomach.

Nathan smiled at his sad look. "Can I touch your stomach?" tanyanya asked for permission. Not what, he did not want to carelessly play hold-hold the limbs of women. Yes-even though he had once said, it does not mean the haphazard origin of the pottery, fear of the owner even uncomfortable.

Camella nodded small. Having received approval, Nathan's hand moved, stroking the stomach gently. "Mell.lo stomach, it's a little filled."

Ja. It's true, Camella's stomach is already a bit bloated than the previous one. Soon, the stomach will be getting bigger.

"Maybe in a few weeks, I'll actually quit school. It's better that way, than later the school is suspicious." said Camella.

Nathan's head advanced, so that his ears could be placed on Camella's stomach covered with clothes. "How many weeks is it?"

Camella's brain suddenly worked on Nathan's question. He counted the days with his fingers. "Hmm eight weeks - or twelve weeks already? I don't know if I forgot."

Nathan, who had kept his head away from Camella's stomach, was just muttering. "Later to see the gynecologist. Let's know more details."

Camella nodded at Nathan's invitation. Then after a few minutes they were pensive, whatever was spinning in their memory until in a long time, both of them just silent noiseless. Seeing Camella repeatedly yawn, Nathan moves, removing Camella's head from her thigh.

"Sleep yuk."

"The room?" Camella wakes up from her sleep. Nathan shook his head. "Lo in the bedroom, I'm on the couch."

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Planggggg

The glass glass that Sherly was gulping down instantly slipped off and fell to the floor when she saw the man coming in from the door, crossing her room. Without thinking any longer, he immediately ran into the room, and locked it.

Brukk-bruck-bruk!

"OPEN J.A.L.A.N.G!!" The big sound of the man diving with the storm the rain chime with thunder. Sherly closed her eyes in fear, she leaned on the tightly shut door.

"Take me now!!"

Brukk bruk

"Open?!!! or I won't give you a dime-and Mama you'll-"

Hearing the bluff, not yet finished his words, with a heavy heart Sherly immediately opened the door. She pulls Sherly's hand into the bed and throws Sherly into the small bed.

"S-sam-this time don't be rude.

He's pinning down Sherly. And gripped Sherly's chin rough. That look, which Sherly hates. A piercing look that had no softness or warmth there. Just-there's a look of hatred.

"He mean what son of a bitch?!!" The high voice made Sherly flinch, she threw away her face, reluctant to look at the person, her eyes closed in fear.

"That-"

"Don't say lo, pregnant?!!" The man dressed in a black hoodie was furious that Sherly was silent. He rose up violently, changing his position to sit on the edge of the bed that was bare.

"Whose son?" his voice lowered by a few octaves.

Sherly got up from her sleep. Sit next to the man. "Who do you think, whose son is not your son?"

The man looked at Sherly. "Lo's amnesia? or--should I ingetin?" The Jed smiled cynically, "Lo is not just sleeping with me!! a lot of guys who sleep with you, even with married om-om?!!" his jolt. He broke Sherly's heart.

Sherly's breath goes up and down because it's tight and suddenly eats away at her chest. His throat felt choked hearing it all. Ja. He knows, he's conscious. He-he-low and cheap. Her tears just fell. "But-ever since you, I've never slept with anyone again. And-gue-."

"Who cares if it's my son or not?!" She clutches Sherly's hand, slices her eyes blocked looking at Sherly. Sherly swallows her saliva in fear.

"Gugurin!!!"

Sherly slammed her hand tight. "Don't be crazy!! you want me to kill him?!! he's Sam's man! a human! even animals love their children! and lo-"

"Gue doesn't care, I don't care!!!!" reply the man screeched. "Gue hates bastard children the most!! and it's better that he die than to be born into this world!!" he continued again while pulling his hair in frustration. She turned to Sherly, her eyes reddened.

"Please, cut him out. And you'll get the money straight from me." he looks almost desperate.

Sherly's quick-witted head immediately greeted her, in a sign of defying her orders. "Mending I make money the other way, rather than having to kill this kid!!" concluded. The quick movement of the man's hand held Sherly's stomach and squeezed it hard. As if to immediately kill that innocent fetus.

"Gugurin!!!"

Sherly immediately shuffled away from him. "Go!!! I won't kill this baby even if you kill me!!" The man remained in his position, clenched his hands, his breath hunting because in a state of emotional pressure reached the crown until his neck veins stiffened.

"GO SAMUEL!!!" His screams once again asked Samuel to leave from there. Samuel stood up violently from his seat.

"Gue persinger! I will not stay silent! I'll do anything to get rid of that baby!!" his sarcophagus before walking out and slamming the door of Sherly's room to make a loud noise in the dense rain.

Sherly was crying hysterically while clutching her hair. His cries sounded bitter and filled with despair.

"GUE TIRED, GOD!!"

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