Uterus Ransom (Forced Pregnant My Enemy Husband's Child)

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Ana went down the hospital corridor with a shunt pace. The scene where Melan was feeding Tirta earlier flashed in his mind. There was a sense of sadness and unwillingness in his mind. He wanted to be angry, but who was he? What right? The sentence was spinning in his mind. Like de javu, he recalled how he was angry at Tirta and said a similar phrase, 'who are you? What right do you have to interfere in my affairs?'.

Ana ran to the side of the road. He has no energy to just order a taxi online with his mobile phone. So he chose to stop a passing taxi. But after almost 30 minutes he stood there, not a single taxi was empty. Make him more vulnerable.

'Oh my God, what else is this? Even getting into a taxi is so hard."

With a broken heart, Ana dragged her steps up the sidewalk. The weather made his skin burn. As much as he could withhold his tears, so as not to be the subject of people's attention.

Either the sky is testing it, mocking it, or grieving. The scorching heat just now suddenly turned into a mending with the wind blowing fiercely.

Suddenly the rain just fell with a swift wind accompanied by strong. Ana's heart that is fragile is increasingly vulnerable because in a matter of seconds her clothes have all wet.

The cry that Ana had been trying to endure had finally broken. He sat by the road, drowning his face in the folds of his thighs. He roared out a heart that was heartbreaking. Regret always comes too late and Ana realizes it is her fault that is too late to realize the taste that began to flourish in her heart.

"It's my fault. It all happened because of my stupidity. If I had realized sooner, it wouldn't have ended like this. I am indeed a complete fool," he roared as he raised his face. Look at the black sky. The heavy rain made her tears mixed with rain so that no one realized that the girl was crying under the rain.

The rain that fell seemed to stop. Ana's face was already pale with blue lips. With a wistful look, he refocused his vision onto the highway. Until finally he saw a taxi driving not too fast. Ana waved her hand until the car with the blue bird logo stopped right in front of her.

Ana immediately got into the taxi with a soaked body. Fortunately, the taxi driver did not bother. But her forehead was wrinkled, when there was a stop, but why did this girl choose to rain? But it's not ethical to ask. Until his eyes catch Ana's eyes and nose that looks red. Now the driver understands, the girl must be having a strange problem so it does not matter even though her body has been perfectly wet. Fortunately, Ana wears a hoodie so that her body shape is not clearly visible.

"Where are you going, Ma'am?" ask the driver.

At first Ana gave the address of the employer's home, Abidzar. But in the middle of the journey somehow he always imagined his mother's face. The longing he endured seemed to be meeting a threshold. In her fragile moment like this, she needs a hug from her mother. Eventually, Ana changes her destination address. In less than 1 hour, Ana finally arrived at the gate of her house.

"This, sir. Thank you," said Ana, handing over the taxi fare.

"Thank you back, ma'am. Oh yeah, don't come down first, ma'am. Still rain. Let me take you to the front of the house. I was carrying an umbrella" the taxi driver said.

Ana smiled too. Because of crying for too long, Ana's eyes look swollen and swollen. But even so, she still looks beautiful. The driver admired her beauty.

'May my son be born as beautiful as this. Even though she looks like a good girl. Even if you are sad, but still try to smile. Who is the one who could hurt this mbak, ' the inner driver. It just so happens that his wife is pregnant with a daughter because she prays that her child is born as beautiful as Ana.

"No need, sir. Thank ye. It's already wet too, so it doesn't matter if I'm raining again" Ana subtly refused.

"But it will hurt."

"Thank you for your attention. Well then, I'm down first huh, sir."

Ana refuses the driver's offer. In addition to getting wet, he was also reluctant to bother others. After saying that, Ana gushed open the door then closed it back after being outside. Without looking back, he immediately ran into the gate of his house.

Mr. Amin who is the mother's personal driver, Raisa who was relaxing at the guard post while sipping her coffee was suddenly choked up to spout her coffee when she saw Ana's whereabouts. His long-lost master's daughter finally returned, it was obvious he was surprised instead of playing.

"Ukhuk .. ukhuk .. ukhuk ... "

Mr. Amin coughed in shock. Ana who saw Mr. Amin immediately approached him.

"Sir, Mr Amin is okay?" Ana is anxious while patting the back of Mr. Amin who has been working with his parents since his father was not married. Therefore, he seemed relaxed to help Mr. Amin relieve his cough.

"This ... This is really non Hana?" asked Mr. Amin half-believed what he saw.

Ana smiled knotfully, "no. I'm Hana's twin, Hani." Said Ana while chuckling small.

Ana's typical joke just widens her net, "huh! Does the lady have twins? Mr. Amin does not know. As far as the father, the master and the mistress had only two children, the first non Hana and the second den Heri," he said, scratching his head.

Just look, Ana is laughing. His sadness was immediately evaporated because he saw the innocent expression of Mr. Amin who was very easy to digerjai.

"Yes my mom and dad are just two, Hana and Heri" Ana said, smiling.

"Lah, that was non said, non that's name Hani, sodara twins non Hana, this is what is saying his son master and mistress are only two, non Hana and den Heri. Piye anyway? You are confused."

Again Ana blew her laughter. Because the rain fell still so heavy, his laughter was not heard into the house.

"Oh my God, sir, Hana was just kidding. That's right, this is Hana. Rihanas. Mom and dad's first child. Mr. Amin is very funny, very easy to do." He said while laughing loudly.

"It's non, non, doyan really do ngerjain parents. But seriously, isn't this Non Hana? Not just similar." Mr. Amin looked at Ana from top to bottom.

"Yes, sir. It's really Hana."

"God willing, God Almighty, Allah, finally non-Hana returned home as well. Poor mother non Hana so often sickly because worrying about the state of non out there. Now that the quarry is coming in, Non, the mistress must be happy to see non back. And more importantly, non should immediately take a warm bath and change clothes if not non can be sick." Mr. Amin's words made Ana smile widely.

"I-hachi ... "

"Well, right, just said. Come in non, you take an umbrella to the front door." Mr. Amin then took an umbrella to deliver Ana to his doorstep. But Ana refused.

"No need, sir. Awkwardly. It's wet too. Well then, Hana's in first, sir. Daa ... "

Ana immediately ran to the door of her house. The house where Ana was born and raised. The house he missed so much.

Ana ran with a heart that was timid. He was really nervous when all he would meet was his own biological mother. Maybe because she had been separated for a long time, not to mention that her mother had married a man who had once reigned in her heart made Ana feel nervous.

But he has to control himself. He has to see his mother. He wants to meet and miss his mother. With a trembling hand, Ana pressed the bell in front of the door.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds ...

A minute passed, finally the sound of the door handle was played. With her heart pounding, Ana waited for the door to completely open. I wish my mother would open the door for him.

Maybe the universe was pitying him, so his hope was finally fulfilled.

Raisa was staring at the spot seeing the figure she missed so much. With trembling hands and a mute tongue, Raisa approached Ana. Ana's cheeks are now wet again by tears. But this time the tears that fell were tears of relief because finally his longing paid off.

"Ma-ma," said Ana.

Raisa who is still unable to speak because she is afraid of what she sees is just a dream is still silent. Only her hands were busy brushing her hair and rubbing Ana's cheeks that felt cold.

"Is mom dreaming, baby? if true, you hope, you did not wake up from this beautiful dream because you do not want to lose you again, son." Raisa finally said.

Ana tergugu's. So much does the mother miss him. Then with his selfishness he did not want to go home just because of disappointment and heartbreak.

"It's not a dream, Ma. It's really Hana. Hana's home, Ma. Hana has come home. Forgive Hana, Ma. Forgive Hana, Hana ... Hannah misses Mama. I'm sorry Ha---."

"Hana .. "squeak Raisa was surprised when suddenly Hana's body fell to the floor. Raisa was completely shocked when she saw that Hana's body had drooped on the floor.

"Ha--na, ja-di, mama's not dreaming?"

Raisa was still dumbfoundedly staring at Hana's body drooping on the floor with a deathly pale face.

"Ma, what's wrong?" Asked a young man who had just walked out from behind the door. "Ma .." suddenly the young man gasped. "Mbak Hannah ... " He was no less shocked than what he saw.

The young man squatted down and immediately grabbed Hana's head onto her lap.

"Mbak, Ms. Hana .. "the screech panicked as she patted Hana's cheek.

"Ri, is she really Hana? Mom's not dreaming, is she?" Asked Raisa who was still overrun by excitement and a little daze.

"Mama, my mom is not dreaming. This is really Mbak Hana. Come on, let's take Hana to her room. Hana's body is really cold. We should immediately replace her wet clothes."

Raisa's eyes widened when she knew this wasn't a dream. With great anxiety, Raisa immediately ran to open the door of Ana's room, while Heri, Hana's sister carried Ana into the house. After being inside Hana's room, Heri immediately laid Ana on her bed.

"You get out first, Ri. Let mama change your mama's clothes. Ask Lulu to make Hana a ginger tea immediately."

Without answering, Heri immediately passed obeying the orders of the mother.

Meanwhile, earlier, in the hospital, a girl was clucking when she saw Tirta eating with ogah-ogahan.

"Ck, eat like a kid!" teasing Melan while glaring.

"The name hurts too. My mouth is bitter."

"Yes designed dong. When is it healthy if you eat ogah-ogahan like that. I think people are heartbroken." Cibir Melan again.

"My heart is broken." Reply Tirta indifferently.

"What's? Seriously? So you've been shooting Ana to keep getting rejected?" Melan asked with eyes almost out of her sockets.

"Yes, not that either." Tirta answered confused herself.

"What kind of fantasy? If not rejected, then why can you be heartbroken?" Melan who was anxious to see Tirta just stirring his food then seized the bowl of porridge and forced to feed Tirta.

Melan understands Tirta is less interested aka not tasteful eating the food not only because of its appearance that does not make taste, pale color just like people who are eating it, it must be bland. His name was also a sick person, so his food could not be as he pleased or ate as usual. Some can and should not be eaten, all for the sake of patients can soon recover as usual.

"Open your mouth!" tell Melan while thrusting a spoonful of porridge on which there is a chicken milk.

Abidzar's eyes glared. He refused, but Melan kekeh forced Tirta to open his mouth. Even Melan did not hesitate to tickle and pinch her waist to open her mouth. And at the same time, Ana who was curious there was anyone in the nursery of Tirta also lowered her head inside.

Tirta's face pouted as the bland porridge entered her mouth, inversely proportional to Melan who was laughing loudly.

Krieg ...

The bathroom door opened, a young man appeared from behind the door holding his stomach making Tirta and Melan look at the same time.

"Your stomach still hurts, baby?" melan asked the man who was her new lover.

The young man nodded, "I think I have diarrhea, dear."

"Whoever ate his own sambal meatballs," said Melan.

"Hehehe .. "the man chuckled without guilt. "Why did you laugh all that way, Yank? Attract the next patient who thinks you mbak Kunti you know," he added while playing his eyebrows. Just so suddenly it made Tirta laugh loudly.

"Damn loe, my voice is like a kuntilanak sound. I just found out how loe feels!" nagging Melan with a sullen face.

"Eh, uh, don't dong, honey. I don't want to break up with you. I am so very much the same as you. Don't yeah, yeah, yeah! I was just kidding, I'm sorry. Peaceeeee!" Melas lover Melan.

"No way." With a sullen face, Melan scooped the porridge into Tirta's mouth. He poked his spoon until Tirta almost choked.

"Eh, uh, sorry, I didn't accidentally." Melan meeasa is guilty.

"Loe wants to kill me, huh? Yes, I am full. Urus brondong you go, sana!" ketus Abidzar's.

Melan then turned towards her lover with sharp eyes.

"Come on, honey, I'm sorry yaaaa! Pleaseeeeee!" The young man cupped his palms together in front of his chest as he turned.

"Okay, I'm sorry, but there's a condition."

The young man's eyes immediately sparkled, "what? What condition? You want to kiss? Okay. Whereabouts? Cheeks, nose, midgets, or lips?" Melan's face instantly blushed red. Why is her boyfriend's mouth like there's no filter. Did he forget where he was at the moment.

"You are yes ... "

"What?" asked the man with his innocent face made Tirta unable to hold back her laughter.

Melan was just about to pull out the ear of the lover, but suddenly the door opened and Riana appeared from there while carrying a paper bag.

"What's that Mama carrying?" tirta asked curiously to see the paper bag held by the mother.

"No idea. Nemu at the door. I think there was a guest, but it might not come in." Riana said while putting the paper bag on the table.

"Who? Mama see the guy? Try Mama open the contents, briefly if the bomb is what? It's a danger." Tukas Tirta's.

"Do I need to call the 88th Densus team, Auntie? Coincidentally Om Bayu member of the 88th Densus team," Melan's crush made Melan pat her on the forehead. Riana and Tirta could not help but laugh, they then chuckled with the innocent behavior of Melan's lover.

"Cake it. Your favorite cake, not a bomb. Ah, maybe this is also a kind of bomb, but a bomb to blow your heart out" Riana continued. Tirta frowned, whose cake was it? Why does that person know his favorite cake? And ... why did the man put the cake in front of the door instead of going inside. Tirta was really curious, whereas Riana smiled meaningfully. A series of plans appeared in his brain like a light that suddenly lit up.

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