Berondong Keborangan My Wife

Berondong Keborangan My Wife
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Deni's heart was pounding because soon he would become a father. But what about Mila. The woman has not granted her wish. As soon as possible, ask for divorce from her husband.


"Mom, did Mom's Husband find out that she was pregnant?"


Mila shakes.


"Not Den. Mother was afraid," said Mila while sitting down, her gaze began to spin and increasingly blurry, the next second Mila felt her gaze darkened only faintly heard the voice of Deni who repeatedly called her name.


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Mila slowly widened her eyes, for a moment her gaze was still blurry, before it finally became clear, Mila looked at the white sky of the room. His sense of smell of drugs that sting, can be immediately concluded that he is in the hospital at this time.


"Mom" asked Deni who was standing at the side of the bed. A smile seemed to expand on his lips.


"Why am I here?" said Mila while kneading her temple plan that still feels dizzy.


"Mom fainted earlier."


"Fainted?" Slowly Mila remembers if previously he was with Deni in rented.


"Yes, Mom passed out, so I took Mom to the hospital," Deni explained.


"Sorry, I'm sober?" A woman in a white coat approached them.


"I .. yes," Mila replied still with a dazed-looking face.


"No need to worry, this is indeed common in early pregnancy," said the doctor who just made Deni sure. Mila is really pregnant.


"In good care of your mother's content," said the doctor, thinking Deni was the daughter of the woman. Deni's face looked in disbelief and then glanced at Mila. Who just shy away. Because of the doctor's words.


After doctors administered blood-boosting drugs and some vitamins, they both got out of the hospital. Not a single sentence was spoken from the lips of Mila and Deni.


"Den. Thank you for helping me. Mom's just going home now. Mother's husband must be waiting at home" said Mila when she got out of the hospital.


"Deni brought Mother home," Deni blocked Mila's hand that was about to leave.


"No, I'd like to order Gojek."


"Mom, just this once! I obey Deni's words" pinta Deni with a pushy look.


"Alright Den. But only up to the front of the gate, huh?" Mila finally complies with Deni's request.


The two took a taxi that Deni ordered. Like when he took Mila to the hospital when he fainted.


"Mom" Deni's hoarse voice made Mila stunned."


"Mother must make a decision immediately," Deni looked at Mila's face full of hope.


"How Den. Not that I don't want to. But you don't have a steady job yet. How do we take care of our children later, if you have no income," said Mila melirih.


"Mom, Deni can't believe it, how can you say that, do you not believe Deni?" Deni looks upset.


"Already Den. I don't want to talk about it, later we will talk, Mother's head is still dizzy," said Mila as she fumbled her temple.


"No Ma'am! It's not a simple thing, it's about the future of our children. You have to make a decision right away. Leave your husband and marry Deni" Deni pressed later.


Mila was silent for a moment hearing Deni's statement. How could he live with an unemployed man like Deni. While Mila is accustomed to living well with the material provided by Samsul.


"How Mom, you have to be firm. Choose Deni or Mom's husband!" Deni is cornered.


"Alright Den. Let's marry siri before you get a full-time job. I'll stick with Mom's husband" Mila replied.


"I mean Mother? I want to have two husbands, right?"


Mila is shaking faintly.


"Quiet Den. Mom will set the time so we can be together. After all, Mother's husband is more often in the office," persuaded Mila while leaning her face on Deni's chest.


Deni moved away.


"No! Deni wouldn't do that!" jikak Deni with a reddened face.


The taxi driver who had heard the conversation earlier, only focused on snacks. Pretend not to be bothered by the words of the passengers sitting behind him.


"Listen to Den's mother. If our child is born, we need a lot of money to live it."


"But. Mom's husband will gradually find out about Mom's pregnancy."


"Quiet Den. It's Mom's business."


Deni took a long breath. Not understanding with the mind of the woman who was leaning on his shoulder. How could he think so small. I want to have two husbands at once. Deni really did not believe in his attitude.


"Den, I need time. There's no way you're asking for a divorce for granted, for no apparent reason" Mila said.


"As for Mom. Free Deni talking too. I never listen to Deni."


For a moment Deni was silent. With an angry face.


Not how long. They were both in front of the gate. Mila got off the cab right away


"Mom. Careful huh? If anything, call Deni" Deni said as he closed the car door and continued his journey to return to the contract.


Mila walked slowly, though her head was still dizzy. But he tried hard to get home soon.


While walking. Mila noticed the phone she had just picked up from the bag. Then Mila re-activated her cell phone since she went to see Deni. He's shut.


Ten missed calls from Samsul on his phone. Quickly Mila hurried to resume her journey which was only a hundred meters away to get to her house.


He finally arrived at his destination. Samsul was sitting waiting for him with a red face.


"Ma!" snapped Samsul.


Mila, who was still standing at the door, went straight into the room not answering her husband's questions.


Samsul was upset. Then he followed his wife into the room.


Mila lay with a pale face.


"Ma, Mama why? My mom's phone was inactive. Papa was worried" said Samsul, approaching his wife.


"Mama hurts Pa. Mama passed out at the gym. Fortunately, Mama's friend immediately took Mama to the hospital," said Mila while turning her face away from her husband's gaze.


"Section. Why use there is an all-round gymnastics event. My mom is sick again! And why don't you call Papa!" samsul said a little annoyed.


"Mama's not good Pa. Same Mama's friend, right Mama joined the rally, who knows the first match Mama won," reply Mila.


Samsul shook his head and sat down on the edge of the bed.


"Ma. How much money do you want? Until I hope to get Arisan. Papa can give Mama any money. For Papa, the important thing is that Mama is healthy and happy" said Samsul while stroking his wife's cheeks.


"Yes Pa. Maafin Mama's. Next time you'll follow Papa."


"Ohiyaa. What pain did you say the doctor at the hospital?"


"I .. that's Pa, Ma .. Ma ...Mama migrant!" mila gelagapan said.


"Migrants?"


"Yes Pa. Said doctor. Mama migrant," explained Mila with a face down because of tension. She had to lie to her husband about her pregnancy. Mila did not want to be rash in acting. When the time comes, he will be frank about his pregnancy to Samsul.