Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Chapter 49 ~ I'M TIRED!

"Prepare the divorce ceremony now!" Allison.

"But, tuan—"

"Do I need to repeat?"

"Good, sir. I will prepare soon" replied assistant Juan bailing away to carry out his duties.

After the departure of Juan's assistant, Allison also sent messages to her three best friends, namely Melvin, Shanan, and Castillo.

"We're getting divorced this afternoon, too" Allison wrote in a message.

"Are you sure, Allison?" ask Melvin doubtfully.

"Why not? It's the only way. Are you three ready?" ask Allison.

"Ready!" reply Melvin, Shanan and Castillo exclaimed simultaneously.

Without delaying for too long, Allison moved to Faylan's room to wake her up.

Chequek!

The door opened slowly, Faylan was not on the bed, but in the bathroom. As the door was not locked, Allison entered. Faylan who was shaving almost hurt her skin in shock.

"What meda?" ask Allison to come closer.

Faylan grabbed a towel, then he wrapped it around her innocent body. While Allison gulped down the salivary laboriously, during her pregnancy, Faylan grew increasingly seductive in her eyes.

"Mandi," replied Faylan with both cheeks flushed. Although he has been a husband and wife for quite a long time, but still he feels nervous and embarrassed if his body is stared at continuously.

"That's what?" point Allison at the razor in the wife's right hand. Faylan reflexes hide it behind the body.

"Bu-nothing."

"Give it to me" Allison asked.

"Ta-tapi—"

"I'm your husband, honey. With your stomach condition right now, you can probably shave it, so give it to me let me help you" Allison said.

"Alright, but just shave, right?" Faylan asked to make sure her husband didn't exhaust her.

"You expect me to do something?" goda Allison pulls Faylan's towel and throws it in any direction. Faylan sculpted while covering her innocent body with both palms of her makeshift hand.

"Relax, after getting rid of it and you've prepared, we'll leave. Give me the knife," Allison's pinta again, Faylan resigned and gave her razor.

Allison picked up Faylan, and then sat him on the closet. Allison started doing her job. Faylan was happy because Allison had really kept her promise, her naughty hands were quite tame today.

"Where are we going, anyway?" ask Faylan to alleviate the embarrassment that plagued her.

Muach!

One kiss landed on Faylan's lips. Faylan widened both eyes.

"How many times have I reminded you, call me baby. Your punishment will be more severe if you forget again" Allison warned her.

"Sorry," Faylan replied feeling guilty. Allison breathed heavily.

"Not going anywhere. This afternoon I will take you to the ceremony," Allison answered the wife's question earlier.

"What ceremony?" ask Faylan curiously.

"The divorce ceremony" Allison said without turning her head and focusing on her affairs down there.

Faylan was speechless with teary eyes, she had already tried to stem him. But it can't. He sobbed bitterly, Allison to the point of surprise.

"A-I'm a-kan to be jan-daaa .." said Faylan with tears streaming down. He covered his mouth with both palms, trying to dampen the sound of his stuffing. So sad, Faylan's whole body shook violently at the words of the husband who was going to divorce her.

"Darling," Allison called, not expecting Faylan's response to be that sad.

"I-ku su-dah prepared .. di-ri from la-maa, but I-d-napa as sick as this.." Faylan's cry became more and more.

Allison hugged her wife tightly.

"I've been missing the tires of things, already miss all her pain. But, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w- also a-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w? Why is my life like this? What's my fault?" he continued to stammer with his lips shaking violently.

"Honey, not so mak—"

"I ... I'M TIRED!!"

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