When my Love is Divided...

Still chilly

Hi allaa

sorry if anyone commented this story telephoned, because it was the plot that I had made.

And again this novel is following the race, so it can not finish in a fast time.

Hope you guys keep your fun

Thank you to those of you who are still waiting for this novel.

May you stay healthy....

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"Why are you, kei? Yaudah, we pray first". Whisper yansyah, because their parents have finished ablution and immediately perform prayers.

Andik also came.

They pray with solemnity.

When his father-in-law chanted the verses of Allah, without tears wetting his cheeks.

Her heart was so cut it felt to know the fact that her husband was playing with fire with his friend. Ah not a friend ! Charming. That word is appropriate for a friend who stabs us in the back, even after much kindness we have given him. But Keira did not want to bring up the kindness he gave. Later will fall his reward if we bring out the good.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullah". Prayer is finished. They recite and pray for a moment for their salvation and happiness in the world and in the hereafter.

"Loh kei darling, why are you crying?" Ask mama jeni.

"What's wrong ma, touched by the same papa prayer reading. Sweet to hear". Keira tried to smile.

"Duuhh keira can be you, papa so ge nih hehe". Papa agung timpal.

"Yeah pa really kok papa hafiz hafiz voice in tivi that loh". Keira starts to cheer up again because her papa is funny.

Sometimes as a woman who cries not because she is weak or crybaby. But it is a form of expression of a happy or sad mood.

Sometimes women can cry so that in the future can be stronger.

Tears are not a symbol if we become weak creatures. Precisely after crying we can throw a little burden that befalls us and turn into a strong energy to face the reality of life that is not always sweet.

Andik looked at keira with sadness. Of course he knows the cause of keira crying is not because touched. Except for her own.

'Certainly keira has read that message'. Inner andic.

Yansyah who saw her sister daydreaming assumed, they .

it must not be okay.

Moreover, yansyah asked where andik was, keira just kept quiet with her sad eyes.

Bibik's cooking for dinner at home.

Everyone sat down at the dining table.

She started eating food for her husband.

Yansyah also took her own food.

Keira just stared at the food. He really has no appetite.

"Darling, how to get it. Come eat. I'll get ya". Andik.

Keira just shook her head.

"Darling, you have to eat. Don't empty your stomach. Remember your baby's in there hungry too baby. He needs nutrition. Try to eat a little bit". Mama said while holding her daughter-in-law's hand.

Keira nodded slowly.

Andik scoops the food onto keira's plate and starts feeding it.

"Let's open his mouth, baby. Aak". Keira complied, even though it felt bland in her mouth. He also remembered that his fetus needed food intake. She does not want to be a selfish mother just because she thinks of her husband who betrayed her.

"That's enough". Said keira flat.

"Loh, just a little darling. A little more". Andik.

"Wouldn't. I'm nauseous". Sure enough to just say nausea, keira immediately ran to the sink to get everything that entered just now.

"Hooeekk". Andik followed his wife who vomited vomit.

The others continued eating. There was no disgust at hearing keira vomit while eating. Because mama jeni also used to feel what keira now feels.

It is terrible if the mother is pregnant young.

"Make me some warm tea". Mama Jeni finished eating and made a warm tea so that her nausea subsided.

Keira nodded weakly in agreement.

"Let's go baby, sit down again slowly". Andik painstakingly pushed his wife into the chair earlier.

But keira brushed off the hand that was about to help her walk.

The incident was witnessed by Yansyah who was still at the dining table.

His forehead also shriveled.

'What are they?'. Inner yansyah.

After that keira returned to the room followed by a andik.

Keira was still silent in her room.

"Yes. Why are you quiet? Is anyone sick?"