Divorce Young
fainting

a month ago I lived with the first wife of her husband and also her in-laws.

every day I was treated like a maid even worse, rarely in the love of food or just rest should not. make ira can not do much because she was just a servant .mana dared to fight the big madam in that house.

her in-laws tortured her when the bian was not home.

kinan is now eight months old...

but Kinan looks thinner.

it was "kinan.... !!!" mommy's screams call her

"yes mi. "answer me approaching.

"where is the shirt I want to wear today for Arisan.. ?? are you ironing ??" ask mami

"i've been mi... briefly take right" replied Kinan and immediately took the clothes that mami meant.

"uhh.... it hurts so much." you feel pain in your stomach.

"ikinan.... !!!" yell mami again her voice is higher than before

"what the hell is it.. Mami yells her very fast... ??" alina asked who had just come out of her room

"this is the old kinan really told to take clothes" replied mami with an annoyed face

"mi. alin does not have the heart to see kinan.however he also has the same rights as alin. she is also the legal wife of mas bian in the eyes of law and religion" said alina.

mami sips warm tea while reading her favorite fashion magazine.

"mi... here's her shirt" I'll give you the clothes that my mom asked for.

"back to work…!!" mommy's orders

kinan with the pain in his stomach back to iron the clothes of the residents of the big house.

mami is preparing for her arisan event with a knee-length blue dongker shirt paired with her matching color branded bag.

"alina... .. " call mami gently.

"iya mi.. alin was ready" replied alina out of the room using a black dress with a distended stomach understandably her content is now five months..but still look sexy brown wavy hair ..Shoes entitled nineteen inches with her branded bag alina looks perfect.

they immediately glided to the venue of the event which was a member of the socialite mothers.

"o Allah..a very sick." said Kinan lirih....

bik ira who brought clothesline for ironing, entered the room and "non kinan why ??"bik ira panicked to see me groaning in pain. with a pale face .

"sick bik..". "the sound of a weeping kinan is almost heard.

"non wait yes.bibik want to call Pak bian first" bik ira ran to take the phone handle and make a call.

call 1 not answered

call 2 was also not answered

call 3 and so on are not answered.

bik ira panicked and ran closer to Kinan.

"non.kinan survive aunt interunty to the hospital" said the middle-aged woman was powerless to see her employer pale and weak as if helpless.

"narti. "bik ira called one of the servants in the house.

"iya mbak ira.

"yeah non kinan why mbak ira??" tanya narti and the other servants also saw the state of his employer.

bik ira crying "narti cepet said ari sir to prepare the car we bring non kinan to the hospital.. !" order bik ira to narti waiter in the house

"mbak ira pak ari nganter nganter big mistress and young mistress arisan" said the servant whose duties clean up the room.

"uh... how??" ira panicked

"quick call a taxi now !" order by ira again

one of the waiters ordered a taxi online and five minutes of taxi arrived.The waiters were busy lifting their bodies.

only ira and narti brought us to the hospital.

during the journey in the car makes ira cry incessantly. "non., conscious non... hiks... hikss... "bik ira patting soft cheek kinan cabi.

narti who saw the cry also cried. "we pray that non-kinan and the baby are fine" narti tried to calm the heart make ira.