The Shadow of Love Polwan

choices

seven months is the age of the womb Clara, day after day month after month that he passed without the figure of a man who pamper her worthy like pregnant women in general.

indeed, Clara who never lacked attention from her older brothers, namely Albert, aldrich, Geof and sometimes Elard who always buy healthy food for Clara.

the affection of the parents was never less given by Loren and Dalbert, only the heart of the pregnant woman felt lonely, she was very tormented when suddenly cravings in the middle of the night, to whom did he ask? it was heartless to ask his family who may now have been sound asleep.

glancing at the clock on the wall of his room, which shows at 11:00 pm, swallowed his Saliva violently, resisting the urge until the next morning.

trying to close his eyes but never closed, his mind is now fixed satay and imagine how delicious a cold night while staring at the moon by enjoying warm satay.

what to say like this time must resist the desire, rich people abundant in wealth living in luxury fixed, now he feels instead of the opposite, can not get what his desire.

unable to resist her anymore Clara decided to go alone to find what she wanted, she did not care that the day was already night and was not accompanied by someone.

"patience son, mommy will look for her, hmm mommy is also impatient". monologue on himself while stroking his enlarged stomach.

along the way looking around the pregnant woman did not find what she was looking for, there was no word give up, almost 1 hour around finally she found a traveling merchant who sold satay on the edge of the park.

"i almost forgot that today is Sunday night of course still open at this hour".his relief is staring at the satay cart surrounded by young people who are staying overnight weekly.

get out of his car.

"sate sir one yes".Said a handsome man who simultaneously came with her, a,

"well den". replied eagerly the old man.

looking at each other and throwing smiles.

"sate sir one yes". said Clara ordered vigorously while holding her stomach.

"eee sorry neng, the satay is over, this is only one portion for Aden's". the old man replied politely as he pointed at the handsome man who was sitting on the chair with his mobile phone playing.

"sorry neng". continued the merchant was not pleased.

"is there no more sir, just a little eee. I really want her to see if you can see my baby later ngences for not getting satay.

hearing my baby's words, the man turned to the woman standing.

stand up, walk up to Clara and the merchant.

"is the satellite ready?". asked the man.

"it's ready, this".the merchant replied with a glance at Clara who was staring at the satay he was holding, it was very unpleasant, but what would you say, who quickly he can, it's bad, that's the saying from the beginning.

by developing a list of forced smiles that he published for the two men, mengikhlaskannya, maybe not your fortune tonight.

I stepped foot to get out of there,

"wait madam". Said the man managed to make his steps stop.

turned body.

"take this, maybe you need it more, I mean your baby". said the man with a calm voice and a shady face.

"no sir, thank you. Maybe this is not the windfall we ate her". Clara refused. mouth said no but heart said she, eager to rob satay it, oh no. It was disrespectful.

"come here, sit here". said the man led Clara to sit in the chair, it is not good to stand for long while pregnant must be very tiring.

Clara followed the man's instructions.

"eat it, the satay will be cold and it is not good". he continued thrusting a plate of satay towards Clara who was silent.

"let's eat, for your child's sake so as not to digest later". his jokes managed to make Clara take satay.

"thank you". said Clara developed her sweet smile,

eating her voraciously, she enjoyed the delicious satay so that she forgot the people around including the man in front of her,

"mmm very nice". said Clara happily.

"slowly swallow it up". said the man, anxious to see how Clara ate like a child.

it's true that the mood of a pregnant woman is difficult to guess, but this woman is funny, anxious, beautiful, perfect. akhh what you said if her husband knew it could run out of my history. muttered the man's heart.

"you yourself?". asked the man who was answered nodding his head by Clara.

"this night? no one is accompanying you.

looking at her already finished eating, eager to ask where her husband was, hold out no desire to ask.

"where is your husband?".

srett the question suddenly came out of curiosity, out of curiosity,

looking up, looking at the face of the man who asked that. annoyed, angry, disappointed, sad mixed into one.

what should I answer, I shouldn't tell my personal matters to strangers.

look at that response,

"excuse me madam, I don't mean. because it's not good a pregnant woman out this late.

"that's right, sir, if that's what I'm sorry about first, thank you for the satellite.

He quickly left the place.

"those mouths you gK can control, El's base". monologue on himself, upset.

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