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

Of attention?

A few moments later

Abidzar entered his room with the same appearance from Freya's pavilion. All the buttons of his clothes were open, making Erin's forehead wrinkle at his arrival.

"Mas, why did you come back here?" erin asked confusedly. Hadn't he already asked her to sleep in the pavilion with Freya, but why didn't he come back an hour later to this room.

Yes, after work earlier, without having time to change clothes, Erin immediately asked him to the back pavilion to carry out his duties. With a heavy heart, Abidzar followed Erin's words.

But upon arrival there, somehow his emotions instantly burst forth. The anger, hate, resentment, and disappointment he had harbored for years slowly crept up making him unable to control himself to put out spicy and sharp words on Freya.

"I want to take a shower. I'm also very tired." Abidzar flatly said as he took off his shirt and threw it on the back of the dresser.

"Mas," cried Erin staring resentfully at her husband. "Please, don't believe me. Don't buy time. Sleep in the back until morning. At least tonight. Work for us, our family."

"Please understand too, Erin, this is not easy for me. This situation is very strange, you know. All of a sudden you want to present another woman and you ask me to fuck her, you think that's easy for me? I'm not a striped-nose man or a kangan-hose devotee who can easily fuck other women. Nnnnope. It's difficult. It's weird, understand." Abidzar's touch with a hardened jaw. He slammed the door because he was upset by the request of his wife who did not think about his feelings at all.

"I don't want to know, anyway immediately complete our mission. The sooner the better, you understand. If you don't want to obey him, I'll get out of here." Reply Erin with a voice rising an octave.

Abidzar, who had not had time to bathe, came back out with a hardened jaw and a red face.

"You're selfish, Erin. Selfish." Abidzar's touch with emotions that have reached the crown.

Enraged, fed up, and annoyed, Abidzar came out of the room and immediately set foot back into the pavilion. The pavilion door had not been locked because Freya was busy with her own thoughts. After that he chose to make the bed and take ablution. He also performed evening prayers.

Abidzar, who had been standing in front of the room, could see Freya, who was very particular, offering prayers to his Lord. Freya's bedroom door was not tightly closed so she could see from a small crack what the woman was doing.

Without bathing, wearing only trousers and singlet shirts, Abidzar threw his body on the sofa in the living room.

"Aafr ... " Abidzar flinched as his back touched the sofa which turned out to be worn out. He grimaced. Abidzar could only be damned for his stupidity that just threw his body there.

Freya still looked special with her prayers so she was unaware that Abidzar had returned to the pavilion, even lying on the living room couch.

Abidzar never thought, he had to fuck a woman to get a child. This is against his conscience. Because he was too tired, both physical and mental, without realizing Abidzar was asleep.

Freya, who had just finished her evening prayer and left the room, was surprised to find Abidzar sleeping on the old sofa. To make him confused, Abidzar just let go of his shirt, while the inner shirt and pants are still like that.

"He didn't come home. But why is it suddenly here again?" Freya muttered in wonder.

The weather's getting colder. Freya realized that Abidzar must have felt the cold. He went to the closet in his room, looking for something he could make a blanket for Abidzar.

Freya has no other blanket other than a thin blanket given bi Asih. He then pulled a bed sheet that he felt worthy and he made the bed sheet a blanket. Freya covered Abidzar's tall body using bed linen. In fact, he felt sorry for Abidzar because he had only his arms. But he couldn't possibly put a pillow under the man's head.

After locking the door, Freya returned to her room. Not forgetting he locked the door, worried that Abidzar would suddenly enter his room.

When he finished, he immediately laid himself down and closed his eyes. He needs sleep to recover his energy and restore his sanity from the pressures Erin and Abidzar put on.

...***...

Abidzar slowly opened his eyes. His eyes narrowed when he found the glare of sunlight entering through the wooden window right at the end of the sofa where he fell asleep. The day seemed so bright. I don't know what time it is, Abidzar hasn't realized. He was busy rubbing his neck that was painful because sleep was just a cushioned arm.

Abidzar frowned when he found a bed sheet far from the word new enveloping his body. There was a strange feeling in his mind, but what was it, Abidzar was lazy to think about it. Too many things he had to deal with lately made him really tired.

How I love you with all my heart

How much I love you more than you know

I will always be near you

I always accompany your day

You should know, how much I love you ...

Abidzar got out of his bed, looking for the source of the sound. It turned out that the voice came from beside the pavilion. From the wooden window of the pavilion, Abidzar could see Freya drying her clothes while humming. Abidzar did not know what to do.

But he soon realized himself not to pay too much attention to Freya. Freya is for him a dangerous woman he must avoid. As per Erin's warning, she must be able to control herself so as not to fall for Freya's charm. Freya is not a woman she deserves to love. He does not deserve attention, let alone love and affection.

Before his heart weakened, he immediately passed from there without caring for Freya at all. Especially farewell.

While walking to his house, Abidzar passed Bi Asih who was carrying a tray containing white rice, chocolate jam bread, and sweet tea.

"Bi, that's ... " Abidzar frowned when he saw the contents of the tray.

"Oh i-it's breakfast non Freya, den." Said Bi Asih terbatah who understood the meaning of Abidzar's gaze and questions.

"Why did he just eat that?"

Abidzar was astonished. Usually breakfast at the dining table consists of a variety of foods. But why does Freya's breakfast look so - so simple. There was only white rice given a plump egg, a piece of brown jam-elated bread, and a glass of warm tea.

"This ... this is the lady's order, den."

Abidzar sighed, "give him a proper meal. After all, aunty always cooks a lot, rather than mubadzir, mending cassi to him." Lirih.

Bi Asih smiled sweetly. For some reason, in Bi Asih's ears those words were like a form of attention. Is it true that Abidzar has begun to pay attention to Freya, thought bi Asih. He hopes yes. He also hopes, Freya can feel happiness and also loved the right person.

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