Enough One Time
Miscarrying

"How is Yuni,mas?". Ask Adelia, when Alfan comes home in the afternoon.

"Yuni, Adelia's miscarriage. I'm glad she miscarried, married her just brought bad luck. He's still in the hospital, his parents are coming. I'm tired of Adelia, want to rest first. Please take care of me, a few days". Pinta Alfan, with a sad look."Maybe tomorrow Yuni, come home to this house or her gang. Males once served his family, a waste of money". His grunts, made Adelia shake her head.

"Astagfirullah, don't talk like that.I can't take care of your mother, too long. I'm busy, taking care of things". Adelia, grunt annoyed. It's good to take care of his mother, while he feels good to rest. I have to get out of this house, with good reason to keep Alfan from suspecting.

"Take care of what Adelia? Do you want to take care of your marriage, my God, where your conscience lies. I'm in big trouble, just refer back to me. I will divorce Yuni, for your sake Adelia. Whatever I do, as long as we're together again". Alfan said, smiling and wanting to grab the hand of his ex-wife.

Adelia, avoid it immediately. For him not to be touched by, Alfan."I can't, ma'am. Go home first, change your clothes and take a shower. Just got here again, 'kasian your mother". Alibi Adelia's.

"Well, when you're done here again. Please understand me well, don't forget to cook my favorite food. I haven't tasted your cooking in a long time, Del. I miss you, with you too". Alfan, trusting Adelia's words who came home just for a moment.

"That's it, gold". Adelia answered, smiled and went out of the house.

However, Adelia will go to Bimo's residence. Better him, quickly marry him. Rather than continue to be disturbed Alfan, what else is now he is unemployed.

"Huu... I am finally free, as soon as I leave this house. Hopefully Bimo, don't get mad at me". Adelia muttered, having to hurry to clean up and get ready to leave.

While Alfan, approaching his mother who was lying on the bed. Telling me about him, he's been fired from the company.

"The only way to meet our daily needs, Adelia we can count on ma'am. I'd love to refer you back, take care of mom too". Alfan said, rubbing his face violently.

"Well, I agree with your idea. But, where's Adelia? Is he cooking son". Norma asks, because she doesn't hear Adelia's voice anymore.

"Oh, she said Adelia went home first ma'am. Wanna clean up, keep coming back here. I told him to bring some clothes, let's not go back and forth again. He agreed kok ma'am, her name Adelia must be submissive and want to be fooled". Javan Alfan, smile.

"Good, if long time no here. You catch up there, bring Adelia here. He's the only one who understands mom,". Ms. Norma, smile because Adelia's not going anywhere anymore. Now Yuni, she's miscarried.

"Mom, I want to divorce Yuni. He's a fucking carrier, ma'am,". Alfan said, immediately agreed to his mother. As long as it is replaced by Adelia, who already has everything.

[I've taken a cctv at Riko's apartment. When will we meet and share this video. Alfan, you'd be surprised to see the video]. Devi's message, it's on Alfan's phone.

Alfan, smiling and impatiently dropped Sella and Riko.

[Tomorrow, I'm tired of Dev today. Because of Yuni, the miscarriage was].

Alfan, immediately reply to the message of his ex-wife. Until finally the two of them, exchanged messages.

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Adelia, get to Bimo's residence. He was surprised to see his house, quite large and spacious courtyard. He was warmly welcomed by the Syrian bi, guarding Bimo's house.

"Mas Bimo, is there a bi?". Ask Adelia, come inside.

"Sit down first, non Adelia.Auntie, make a drink well. Mr. Bimo, it's still outside the non. Probably in a minute, go home". Reply bi Syriac, who is a member of Adelia.

Adelia, the cane looked around the room. What a big, comfortable, quiet house.

"Thank you bi,". Said Adelia, smiling little."Bimo, staying with aunts?". Ask Adelia, pleasantries.

"No,non. Auntie, staying here with Bimo sir and husband. Aunt husband, keep the garden in the back. Thank God, thanks to Mr. Bimo we got a decent place to stay. And get the salary, the month". Answer the Syrian bi, smile.

"Oh, does aunt have children? Sorry, I asked a lot.hehehe...". Adelia's nagging, horse-grinning.

"Father non, even happy to have a conversation partner. Aunt, never had an accident. At that time, we were pregnant with our baby. Aunt, miscarriage and uterus must be removed". Bi Syria, wiping away her tears.

"Patience bi, forgive me for making me sad". Adelia, I'm sorry to hear the Syrian story.

"It's okay non, hopefully non marriage and Mr. Bimo soon have a baby. Let auntie, feel how to carry a child. Allow non,". Said the Syrian aunt, who was taken by Adelia.

"Bi, Bimo ever met his ex-wife in this house?". Adelia asked, scribbling a little information with the Syrian bi.

"Pernah non, but just in front of the house. Mr. Bimo, do not want his ex-wife to go inside. Well... Don't know, why?". Answer is Syria.

"Auntie, hear what they're talking about?". Adelia asked, her banging was already.

"His ex-wife, you want to ask for a non-reference. But, Pak Bimo would not. Even in the immediate eviction, the door of the house in the lock. His ex-wife banged on the door of this house, but Mr. Bimo ignored him. Prevent aunty, don't open the door before his ex-wife leaves". Syria bi replied, somehow Adelia's heart was happy to hear it.

"Oh, so well bi. Sorry, a lot of questions". Adelia's nagging, scratching her non-itchy head.

The car engine sounded from outside, faintly hearing the conversation of someone outside.

Apparently Bimo and his two friends came, their eyes on Adelia who was standing.

Bimo, pecked for a moment and was surprised to see in his house there was Adelia. His two friends were yelling and yelling at each other.

"Mas, i...". Adelia said, as Bimo approached her.

"Follow me, used to. You two sit down,". Bimo's orders, to his two friends.

Adelia, follow where Bimo took her and go into the room. "Mas, how come into the room anyway?". Ask Adelia, confused.

"Then, why did you suddenly come to my house? Can't, call me first". Bimo, staring fixed beads of his future wife's eyes.

"I want to explain everything mas, pliss... Don't be mad at me,". Pinta Adelia, smiled slightly and turned her gaze in the other direction.

"Explain about you at home, did your ex-husband? I told you, finish your past". Said Bimo, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Listen first, my explanation. I beg you, mas,". Pinta Adelia, touch Bimo's arm. Making Bimo, sighing his weight and nodding slowly.

Adelia, smiled because Bimoli would listen to her explanation so that there would be no more misunderstandings.