Akhsan And Ikhsann

Akhsan And Ikhsann
247. What cure?


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After Fatma's pregnancy, Ikhsan became more possessive as she always noticed the little things Fatma always did. Starting from the food he eats to every movement also do what Fatma does.



Not only that, but in school Ikhsan always noticed even from afar. Not only that, but Ikhsan also asked for help from his wife to guard Fatma even though they did not know it.



Actually they were all also astonished because the teacher seemed to always be worried about Fatma, but they also can not guess let alone Fatma did not experience the things that are usually experienced by every pregnant woman in general.



Only one person knows that Rico. The man always knows anything even before the person who experiences it knows. That's the advantage Rico has that not just anyone knows.



‘’Miss, we eat yuk. Pak Ikhsan said you have to eat a lot, he said it will make miss so much healthier.’’



Mirna was already impatient to invite her friend to eat because she herself was also very hungry.



‘’It hasn't just eaten? I am hungry again now! What is your stomach, rubber stomach?’’ Fatma was very surprised by one friend who knew only about food, what beaches were always taught by teachers never stuck at all in his brain.



Fatma kept looking at her friend who now looked grimacing as she said that, but how else? That is his habit, it will not be easy to just get rid of.



‘’This is very hungry indeed, Miss. Does Miss have no pity on all my cattle that have been so hungry?’’ mirna asked with great restraint the already excruciating hunger.



‘’Heleh... base of rubber stomach!’’ sulkan Fatma's. Although he replied with a little unpleasant to hear but still received by Mirna who was very ordinary.



Fatma got up from her seat, she also immediately started walking towards the canteen to obey what Mirna wanted. The part requested is also not difficult very easy.



It is not Mirna who follows her miss whose mood often changes erratically. But there is also Santi who comes with him is also very hungry even though Santi was silent from earlier.



It will not be easy for the three of them to go to the cafeteria, as usual there will be a teacher who is always a rival of Fatma even though she is not aware that it turns out Fatma is the toughest rival.



Saints purposely confronted the three of them, it was unclear he was blocking the three of them, but there was a reason that would strengthen him.




Lazily the three of them approached the teacher who was always sensi.



‘’What's up, Bu?’’ fatma answered very lazily. Although as usual answering is just a pleasantries, nothing matters.



‘’You guys, please take the books to the library right now.’’ His voice sounded so obliging that there was no word of leisure or joke.



‘’Oh yes, Mom. Yesterday I found this in my mother's room. Does this have a mother?’’ fatma's hand put it in his pocket and took it out again after getting a bottle of white medicine.



Holy jerked, his hand also instantly snatched what Fatma was carrying. Not to be grateful but Saints look very angry, whether it is actually what medicine.



‘’Where did you get this?’’ holy asked with very sharp eyes to Fatma who looked very relaxed.



Obviously the three of them were jolted very confused, why just because a single medicine Holy Mother could be so angry. Is it a secret drug? I don't know.



“Why is Mom angry? Shouldn't thank you?” fatma asked so calmly.



“Don't interfere with my business. Better now you go to the library and bring what I ask. Now!” holy Speech increasingly emphasized he was not at all willing to listen to anything more from Fatma CS.



Unwilling to hear anything else the Saints chose to leave from there, carrying his vexation away.



“Holy Bu why? Actually it's also what's the drug dah?” chirps Santi.



“Where do I know?” answer Mirna nonchalantly.



“Yeah, we go to the cafeteria first. After that we just went to the library, anyways rest also just came out. Yuk!” invite Fatma and her two friends to nod in agreement.



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