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

Warming and smoky

Tring .. tring .. tring ...

There was a ringing phone, Abidzar grabbed the phone on the nightstand and stuck it in the ear without seeing the name of the caller.

"Hello mas." Say a woman softly.

"Hmmm ... "

"Kok the answer? Are you angry with me?"

"No. Why angry? Just tired of it."

"Why did you know mas abis?"

"Slowly." Abidzar answered briefly with his eyes closed.

"Mas is in our room?"

"Hmmm ... "

"Mas, why don't you sleep with that girl? I know, I purposely went to give you the same time. If this is the same as lying, you know, Mas?" Erin's touch made Abidzar who had closed his eyes immediately opened his eyes with a roaring chest.

"You don't know Rin, it's not that easy. It was as if to give me some time so that my brain could at least accept this state." Abidzar sat his body. He spoke no less squealing because of the increasingly turbulent roar.

"Time? Not much of a reason, my. Or do you want to do it with love? Don't fuck around, Mom! Anyway I don't want to know, I have to work on it as soon as possible. Whatever way you want. Want to use stimulant drugs as long as you quickly impregnate it and then everything is done." Erin's words made Abidzar clutch his phone tightly. So tight, it could even destroy the phone.

"Rin, look, I've warned you so many times about this, don't blame me if it doesn't finally meet your expectations. Remember, not forever what you want you get. You don't have to worry, I'll do it soon."

After saying that, Abidzar hung up the phone call unilaterally. No matter Erin will swear annoyed at him because Erin was the first to upset him and not care about his feelings.

Brakkk ...

"Aafr ... "

Abidzar throws his cell phone against the wall until it breaks. She pulled her hair in frustration. He was really confused, had to do what and how.

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The next morning, Freya was in the kitchen. He was helping to make breakfast. He did it for all of you to learn because Freya is not good at cooking.

"The potatoes are done Freya peel and wash, bik. Should it be covered again?" Ask Freya while draining the potatoes.

"dissolved, non. Bibik wants to make Mustofa potatoes. Den Abi likes to eat rice with Mustofa potatoes."

"Let Freya aja, Bi, the parrot.Can I teach you, Bi, how to grate?"

Bi Asih smiled, then he picked up a potato grater and started teaching Freya.

"Where? Can you?"

"Udah, Bi." Sahut Freya with sparkling eyes when she felt successful doing it. "After this, it should be flanked again, Bi?" He said while continuing to grate the potatoes.

"Oh yes, Bi. Yes, after .. awww ... "

"Why, Non? Duh, finger non wound huh?"

"Yes, Bi. Just a small wound, no papa. Aunty continued to prepare the seasoning." Freya answered grimacingly.

"Why jarimu? You hurt, Fre? Why not clean it up immediately? Here, I help clean up." Suddenly Tirta comes and grabs Freya's hand and takes her to the sink. Tirta flushed the wound until it did not bleed again making Bi Asih smile. Freya was dazed by Tirta's sudden treatment. He had just arrived, but he helped him clean the wound.

After that, he took Freya to sit in one of the chairs in the dining room. Tirta took the medicine box in the storage cabinet and began cleaning and treating Freya's wounds. Not to forget, he covered the wound with plaster so as not to enter dirt when doing activities.

Because they sit too close, making Tirta can see clearly Freya's beauty. Tirta until pecking until the sound of a person's silence makes his daydream scum instantly.

"Ecchem ... "

"Eh, you, Bi." Tirta said wrong. Freya who felt bad for being close to Tirta in the house immediately stood up.

"Where are you going?" tanya Tirta who now holds Freya's wrist. Freya also asked Tirta to release her hand.Tirta who was just conscious immediately released Freya's hand with a feeling of awkward and happy interference.

"I want to ... "

"What if you were here early in the morning?" Cynic Abidzar with both hands in his pants pocket.

"You want to eat breakfast, can't you?"

"What salary do I give is still not big until you want to eat breakfast too you run here?" The Sarcas of Abidzar are responded to indifferently by Tirta.

"How is it? If you want to go back, I'll take it. Mayan, marriage capital next year." Tirta's casual remarks made Abidzar glare.

'Next year? Does he really intend to marry Freya?'

"Dreams." Cibir Abidzar with one corner of his lips raised.

"What wrong? No. kan. Who knows if my dream will come true someday." Tirta answered with a smile with her tail eyes looking at Freya who was confused about what to do. Abidzar could catch even the glint in the glare of his eyes. For some reason, Abidzar's chest was suddenly hot.

'It looks like Tirta is starting to blatantly want to approach Freya.' Abidzar's mind suddenly stirred. There was a strange feeling when I realized that.

Seeing Abidzar sculpting made Tirta cackle. Then he grabbed the paper bag he had placed on the chair next to him.

"Fre, here are some of my sister's novels. You can borrow it to get rid of your boredom. Actually I want to buyin anyway, but because last night the house was quite late, the shops were closed. But next, if I have free time, I will buy it. Or if necessary, we both go together. So you can pick yourself, how?" Tirta said as she reached out her hand holding a paper bag containing a novel.

Freya's eyes instantly sparkled. Her smile was as beautiful as a flower that had just bloomed. The two men stared at the beautiful smile of the flower. They can not deny, Freya's smile is still as sweet as before. The smile that made many men melt. Not to mention his powerful attitude that made the men want to protect him.

"O Allah, brother, I can lend you. Thanks yeah. No need to bother with buying either. Say the same brother Tirta thanks yes. I borrowed the novel. When it's over, I'll definitely return it. Keep saying, don't worry, I'll take care of this novel as best I can." Freya exclaimed with excitement. Tirta smiled cheerfully at it.

Tirta then rubbed the top of Freya's head. Freya who rubbed her head also smiled shyly. Unlike Abidzar, seeing Freya's head rubbed, his head was heated up. Like a cartoon character, his head has now emitted smoke.

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