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

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"Mas the contents of the polybag with soil alone, the business of planting flowers, let me just," said Freya while removing the yellowed leaves. Freya wants to plant flowers in the yard of the house. Seeing what his wife was doing, Abidzar also wanted to help. His holiday was so he wanted to spend more time with his wife.

"Darling, here!" call Abidzar who does not respond to Freya's words. Freya turned her head and suddenly Abidzar slipped a red rose behind Freya's ear. Freya who received the sweet treatment just blushed until her cheeks reddened like a boiled crab.

"What the hell! It's just that" Freya murmured while blushing in embarrassment.

"But like it, don't you?" goda Abidzar, twisting one eye.

"Udah ah, when is the completion of this if Mas disruptin mulu. Rather than ngerecokin, mending Mas went there. Just interrupt, help not."

"Yes, yes, this is Mas auxiliary" said Abidzar who then filled some polybags with soil purchased from plant sellers. According to the seller of the plant, the land has been fertilized so they do not have to bother giving fertilizer again. Then the polybag Abidzar handed over to Freya. Freya then began to plant seedlings of plants that she also bought from a traveling florist.

Freya smiled and slipped a white rose behind Abidzar's ear. Abidzar turned and then they chuckled at the same time.

"Beautiful mas is like that" said Freya who had chuckled.

"What's? Beauitiful? That's right, I'm a real man. You yourself have proven how handsome your husband is," Abidzar said in a slightly loud voice making Freya's face red with embarrassment.

"Mas, his mouth is .. lemes. Shame to know." How not, they planted flowers not far from the entrance gate. There looks Mr. Tono who is sipping his coffee. Mr. Tono to spit his coffee because of the words of her husband.

Abidzar was indifferent. He even smiled widely making Freya pursed her lips.

"Well, you're telling me the facts, why the shame?"

"Ckckck. Which is said to be the face of the naked talk about the bed, the basic ashtray."

"Ashbon?" Abidzar's confused.

"Originally the sound." Abidzar chuckled and pinched Freya's cheek.

"Mas, uh, Mas's hands are dirty to hold my cheeks anyway?" freya's Nagging. His basic nature slowly began to appear. No more awkwardness. Abidzar was pleased to see his wife's change open to him.

"Gemes abbot. So bite."

"Jeez, I think you need to be diruqiyah!"

"I am possessed" decak Abidzar said.

"Yes, I think it's a trance. Jinn bucin's possession." Freya laughed to herself after saying that. No doubt, the laughter was contagious to Abidzar. Enjoying time, alone, is fun.

The two seemed to tease each other, interrupting each other, the laughter of the two showed how very happy they were at this moment made someone standing behind the fence feel sorry for themselves. A woman wearing a hoodie jacket with a head covering, a mask, and sunglasses, stood behind the fence with eyes looking at Freya and Abidzar who were happy without her.

It was Erin. I don't know what brought him here. The heart is destroying, but why is it he who is being destroyed?

With a hollow heart, Erin returned to her parked car some distance away from the house. He drove his car to where he parked his car last night. He slept in the car last night. Fortunately, he had a supply of masks so he could stop by the clothing store for a few pieces. He also hitchhiked there while changing clothes. Erin did not want to stay at the hotel because she believed it was easier for the police to find her.

In the car, Erin slid her face over the wheel. Soon, a knock resuscitated him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Neng."

"Wa'alaikumussalam, sir. What's up, huh?" erin asked astonished when there was a man wearing a peci and a sarong greeting him.

"Ah, no, sir."

"Lho, if not how from last night Neng slept here? Danger you know women alone in a place that is not so crowded like this."

Erin scratched her non-itchy nape. Seen as if the father did not recognize him. Actually it's only natural that he does not know, his name is Sugeng sir. He was a marbot in the mosque not far from where Erin's car was parked. Mr. Sugeng doesn't like watching television so he doesn't know who Erin is.

"Neng seems to be in a lot of trouble? If you want to tell me, Monggo, stop by the father's hut there. There's a father's wife to be comfortable with telling a story." Mr. Sugeng gestured towards the house not far from his position. Somehow, Erin followed the father's words and stopped by his house.

"So who is this Neng? How come you slept in the car all night?" ask Mr. Sugeng who is now sitting with his wife. They sat with lesehan. There is a small table to put drinks and food. They entertain Erin with a few pieces of fried cassava and sweet tea. Erin has never eaten fried cassava in her entire life. Tea too he did not want to be careless. Everything should be premium to keep his body in order to stay good. But somehow, this time he really wanted to taste the fried cassava. So without hesitation, he ate the fried cassava greedily.

'Hmmm .. it turns out that fried cassava is delicious, yes. It's worth bi Asih doyan actually fried cassava for her snack.' Inner Erin monologue.

"Eh, I'm sorry sir, ma'am, the fried cassava is delicious, so don't hear what you were asking." Erin was ashamed of herself for eating fried cassava to not hear Mr. Sugeng's question.

Mr. Sugeng and Ms. Tira chuckled, "monggo, enjoy it when it's good."

"Udah sir. Thats enough. Thank you." Thank you." Erin said shyly but willingly.

"Yes, I repeat my question, hadi Neng who is this? How come you slept in the car all night?" repeated again.

Erin took a breath then exhaled, "me ... Erin sir. I'm a town guy a little far from here."

"Lho, then, why did you stray here? From the looks of it like Neng is having a severe problem?"

Hearing those attentive questions made Erin happy. Erin was embarrassed to tell stories, but she had no place to tell anymore. Everything he swallowed alone. Seeing the two people who seemed to have a good heart made Erin unable to hold her tight. His eyes reddened and his crying broke making the two husbands confused.

"Lho, you know, you know, how come Nangis Neng? Is my question wrong? If so, I'm sorry, Neng. Neng doesn't need any story if it's hard to tell."

With a teary face, Erin shook her head quickly.

"No, sir. That's not. I'm just...just glad someone finally asked me."

The two husbands looked at each other. They were increasingly convinced, their guest had a strange problem to the point that he had to escape to a fairly quiet place like this.

Erin smiled bitterly, and she tried to tell a story. Somehow the reaction of the two middle-aged couples when they know the ugliness of himself so far.

On the other hand, there was a pensive little boy staring at the flowerbed planted by the grandmother.

"Rio why are you daydreaming here anyway?" Say hello to Ryan to his son.

"Papa, is Lio not going to have a mom again?" ask the little boy.

Ryan's breath was stuck. Though he knew very well, his son was eager to have a mother like other friends. But this time he failed to give her a mother. His heart actually hurt. He failed to be a father.

"What a benel said olang, Lio's a son halam. The boy made a signal so Lio was always making a siyal, can't have a mom like cement." Said Rio with eyes that were already wet.

Ryan's breath was getting stuck. He did not expect his son to experience such a thing. He was confused to explain how, because Rio was still very small to understand the problems of adults. There were not many words, Ryan could only hug his son while calming down.

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