Charm of Former Wives Who Were Hurt
Ch.147 (S2) Sympathetic Pregnancy Syndrome?

Unfeelably, Aglian and Luna's impromptu honeymoon had ended. Now they have returned to the Davindra residence. For a while, they would stay at her parents' house. Aglian intends to find a house for them to live in together and if they are quickly given the trust, the house will also be lived with his children later.

Now Luna and Aglian are laying down on Aglian's kingsize bed. Aglian was thinking, how to convey Azam's request earlier. He is also thinking about the trauma that Luna is now experiencing, will with Luna try to face the source of her trauma, she will be healed or increasingly become. Of course he has to think about it carefully. He also could not carelessly give advice because the incident was not he who experienced.

"Mas ..."Call Luna made Aglian flinch and sober from her daydream.

"Eh, yes baby! What's up, hm?" sahut Aglian's. He turned his body to face Luna.

"Mas Lian daydreaming? Who the hell was the one who called until Mas dreamt that?" luna asked with a look in her eyes asking for an explanation.

Aglian cleared his throat slowly and began to tell him who had contacted him earlier.

"So the one who called Mas was Bripka Azam." pauses Aglian. Luna kept quiet and kept listening to the continuation of Aglian's story. "He's your best friend's brother." Luna frowned. She began to wonder why Kentaro's sister was contacting her husband. "Said, his sister begged to see you and apologized. He hopes you'll see him." Aglian explained. He looked at the face of his little wife who looked gloomy.

"According to Mas Lian, what should Nana do?" Of course he had to ask Aglian because he was now a wife. She can't meet a man without her husband's permission.

"According to Mas, you better meet, maybe if you try to make peace with your heart, the burden that becomes the source of your trauma can be reduced and even healed. When it comes to forgiveness, I leave everything to you, it is not easy to forgive such heinous acts. Lucky for you to get to know you, if not? Mas can't afford to shadow it." said Aglian.

"But Mas temenin, right?" please Luna with clear eyes make Aglian anxious.

Pt ...

"Sure dong! There's no way Mas barin we got into the nest of thieves like that." Aglian chuckled after stealing a kiss from Luna's lips.

"Ish, a little bit nyosor, already like a goose." said Luna while pursing her lips. Making Aglian more anxious and again he stole a kiss that continued with a little lu ma tan.

***

"Where is Zam your brother?" ratna asked Azam when Azam had thrown his back on the back of the sofa .

"Still kayaking yesterday, Ma. Nausea, vomiting, pallor." explains Azam.

A worried look on Ratna. If his son was at home, he could easily take care of him.

"We've called the doctor?" ask Ratna.

Azam nodded, "Udah."

"Certainly, according to the doctor what is he sick?" cecar Ratna's.

Deg ...

***

On a clear morning, a beautiful woman walked excitedly out of the elevator of the apartment where she lived. He was impatient to go to the flower shop he made a place to find fortune for the sake of the baby who is now developing in his womb.

Jelita, her face is as pretty as her name. He walked while rubbing his flat stomach. Who would have thought, in the flat stomach there is the fruit of his love with the man he loves. Although, the process he went through without love from the man, but he never regretted it. Although he had fallen, especially when he knew his own family wanted to abort his womb, lucky he met a very kind family, which not only accommodated him, but also gave work. Jelita to the bottom, it would be beautiful if he had a family as good as Ratna and Azam. Can she wish Ratna to be her mother-in-law? Jelita chuckled as she imagined it. Where possible. Jelita shook her head. How could Azam want to be with her who was pregnant out of wedlock, not to mention they were nobody, no feelings at all. He also felt unworthy of Azam. 'Hey, this is a strange thought. But if Kenta is the second son of Ms Ratna how is it? Gosh, that must be fun! But would Kenta marry me if he knew I was pregnant? No, I don't want to see him. Kenta never loved me. Could he even want to throw my womb out. But if he's sorry and takes responsibility, what?' jelita's monologue in heart.

Jelita is now sitting in the lobby of the apartment. He took out his phone to order an online motorcycle to drive it to the flower shop. Just now his hand was about to press the button looking for a driver, suddenly his phone was seized by someone making Jelita jerked.

"Eh, hp me ... " Jelita was about to get emotional when her phone was taken suddenly. However, his emotions instantly shrank when he saw who was standing in front of him.

"Mas Azam ..." Jelita scratched her forehead with her index finger.

"Can't say, don't ride an online motorcycle, you're pregnant, Lita! Danger, don't know!" firmly Azam.

"I .. Yes, Mas. Lita just don't want to take care of it." said Jelita while looking down.

"Yes, get in the car" Azam told Jelita.

Just now Azam was about to open a car for Jelita, suddenly his name was called someone. Azam immediately turned his head towards the source of the voice.

"Zam." call someone.

"Nrone ..."

"It turns out that you really, I think it looks like it." said Erika while smiling awkwardly. Erika set her eyes on Jelita who had not gotten into the car, instantly her smile faded a little, but within seconds, the smile returned. "Well, kirain is still a jones, it turns out there is already a bustle! Hi, know, I'm Erika, Bripka Azam's co-worker." said Erika as she reached out.

"Sa .. I ..."

"He's my brother. Her name is Jelita." cut Azam. "Go in there." he told Jelita. Jelita nodded and immediately got into the car. All of this did not escape Erika's gaze

"Seriously he's Loe's sister? Isn't your sister just the Kenta?" asked Erika full of search.

"Hmm ... my sister, but not the bladder." Azam said casually making Erika frown. "Well, I want to take him first! It was just me to the headquarters." Azam said then he got into the car and drove it with standard speed.

'Her sister? But not a real sister? What's the foster sister? Or a step-sister? Ah, confuse me, Zam!' mumbling Erika slowly. Then he stretched his legs towards the basement to retrieve his mogenya. Yes, if other women like to ride a matic motorbike or car, then different from Erika, she likes to ride a motorcycle that can spur adrenaline, namely moge aka big motor. After he boarded his favorite moge, he drove him out of the basement of the apartment.