
"Damn it! What exactly do you want!" clara screamed while she was in the toilet alone.
"Admit your defeat, apologize and leave my family!"
Clara turned her head and found Alatha walking closer to her. The woman washed her hands while looking at the mirror.
Her hair is also lipstick on her lips.
"Don't expect me to do that!" reply Clara full of emphasis.
"Then, prepare your mind from today. Because I'm gonna put you in hell."
"What will happen if I report your behavior?" Clara crossed her chest, waving the war flag at Alatha.
Afraid? The woman was not afraid at all. A sneaky smile was imprinted on her pretty face.
"Once you report, then your plan will be over, what you want will not be achieved. Don't you want my husband's wealth? Being famous? What if I'm all back in my name? Isn't getting Arga useless?"
Clara's hands clenched, prepared to attack if she had lost the argument with the woman before her.
"Calm down, I'm not going to mess up your plans, all I want is for you to immediately apologize in public for what you've done, isn't that easy, before your name skyrocketed?"
Alatha retreated slowly when she realized Clara's fist, now that she was not fit for the jambak-jambuk, her stomach was in pain.
"All the evidence of your rot is on me, once you complain to Arga, then it's all done."
Once near the door, Alatha opened it and left. His waist ached just to stand straight.
He visited the manager's room.
"Miss, I'm authorized to go home."
"Come home, Miss, your face is a little pale, are you sick?"
Alatha simply nodded, after which left the room.
***
Without finishing work first, Arga went straight home when he got word from Alatha that her stomach was in pain.
"Darling," call Arga.
"You're coming to the moon?"
Alatha nodded, making Arga breathe freely. He thought his wife's stomach ache was serious.
Because it was 2 pm, Arga did not return to the office but accompanied Alatha at home. He immediately took off his shirt and sat half-lying beside his wife.
"Just for a minute, don't cry darling," whispered Arga to the forehead of Alatha for a very long time, she stroked Alatha's beautiful hair.
The other hand caressed the woman's stomach. "Hopefully there's a fetus here, uh it's out, but it's okay, maybe not yet" Arga murmured.
"Sayer Brother Darling, after this I must be pregnant and pregnant with twins like Mommy."
"Aamiin, triplets huh."
Alatha puffed her cheeks. "Great kid playing recues just like that. It's just coming months, it hurts so much what else to give birth to later Bang."
Arga laughed and rubbed Alatha's nose. "Abang will pray to the creator, so that the pain when you conceive and give birth to our child later, move to Abang. Seeing you in pain like this is the same as making your brother sick, what else later."
"Sweet, the pain in my stomach has subsided."
"It can be."
Arga lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips which were deliberately made. Played her tongue there, until Alatha was swept away in the game. Slowly, Arga sloshed Alatha's body, further deepening her cultivation.
"The bad thing" said Alatha after their engagement ended.
Alatha's mouth was open, scooping up as much oxygen as possible, while Arga instead enjoyed the smell of the wife's mouth, either just eating what was very fragrant.
"Bat will fast a week dear."
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