FORCED CHEATING
185BORN
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read first until finished 😉😉
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Om Jaka and Mirza in the morning really went off at dawn when their wives were still rolling lazily behind their thick blankets.
“Honey, Mas go yes. Cup!” Mirza peeped at Via's head making him squirm.
“Mas? How fragrant, have you taken a shower?” Via's eyes blinked looking at her husband's handsome face that was right on top of her.
“Udah dong.”
Via sat in front of her husband with half-brim eyes half-literate. “Why not wake me up? Can I make breakfast Mas?”
“Udah breakfast chocolate jam bread, Darling.”
Via wrapped her husband with a lazy face typical of new people waking up. “Mas the same Om Jaka be careful on the road yes, let me know if there is anything.”
“Iya, Darling.”
Tok tok ….
Mirza's bedroom door was knocked from the outside.
“Za? Are you ready yet? Our hunt is off!” Call Om Jaka from the outside.
“Bent, Om!” Reply Mirza. “Yes already, Mas go yes. You are also careful Honey, maybe Mas came home a little late afternoon or even evening.”
Via nodded still while half sleepy making Mirza anxious to see him.
“You still want to sleep what would Mas gedong to the bathroom, hm?” Mirza asked his wife who was still a spoiled sling around his neck.
“You sleep again, still sleepy.” Via let go of his embrace and flopped back down on the bed. “Capek I'm Mas.”
“Hm, tired but good right?” Temptation Mirza menowel nose Via.
“Ish, all this because of Mas!”
“Za! Yeah, your hunt! What else is it?” Call Om Jaka again from outside the room.
Mirza looked at the door leaf. “Morning sport first!”
“Buskey! Isn't it semalem? What time are we going? Ah, you're so excited to be a person!” Om Jaka grumbling outside the room makes Mirza giggle.
“Yes has already Mas, spit go there. Kasian Om Jaka is waiting.”
“Iya Darling. Do not get up late, later the dawn runs out you know.” Message MIrza.
“Iya Mas, I just want to males-malesan first.”
“Pair waker Darling, later bad luck. You also work today?”
“Iya Mas, yes. Just calm. I went there ah!” She pushed her husband. “So do you feel sleepy?” Via sebel's.
“Could have seen your husband's handsome face, hehe...” Mirza nyengir then brought her face closer to the bottom of Via.
“Mas want to do?” Via held it in while looking tensely.
“Mau nyium our son. Do you think I want to do something?”
“Oo ..” Via relieved with boasting lips.
“Father's son, you don't be naughty yes same Mother at home. Dad go first. Yes yes the same Mother.” Mirza spoke to Via's flat stomach after revealing a little of Via's pajamas.
“Ish Mas, he is not yet shaped, it can already be horrified?” Via Rada is strange about her husband's behavior.
“Tuh, you're scared, aren't you, son? Your mother was chatty, she must have been jealous!”
“Mas…! It was a spit!” She pushed her husband back.
Cup cup cup cup!
Mirza showering the stomach of Via with small kisses makes Via kegelian, lastly, Mirza deliberately nosy squeeze two favorite squishi make Via scream in shock.
“Aaaarrh...!”
Mirza got up with a satisfied face and a big smile. “I love you, Darling.”
“Wow! Si Via ampe kenceng so teriaranya?” Outside Om Jaka's room, he was shocked to hear Via's screams. “Truly morning exercise like a boy!” Om Jaka got up from the Sofa approaching to Mirza's room.
Chequek.
Mirza's room door opened, Mirza came out with a sweet smile. “Ayok Om!” Bring along.
“Have you taken a bath of ju**b yet?” Om Jaka looked at Mirza.
“Om don't see, I'm so cute like gini?”
“Well, earlier bini you were screaming kenpa? Not abis sports morning?” Om Jaka even kepo.
“Ah, not papa.” Mirza walked ahead.
“Eh, I'm really curious about you, Za! Have you had a bath of ju**b bellom? Don't let us go on the road. You can apes, Za!” Om Jaka is after Mirza.
“Om Jaka nih kayak granny deh!” Mirza turned to look at her Omnya. “I didn't say it was the same Via Om.” Mirza.
“OK, yok cuss!” Saying Om after being silent for a while is like trying to convince his own heart.
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Hanson and Rumi were waiting for someone at a famous cafe in the city center. Sometimes Rumi scolds her phone looking at some incoming notifications while Hanson just sits down and enjoys his drink which is almost toilet. They had been there for about half an hour, and the person he was waiting for did not appear.
“Schatzi, are you sure he asked to meet us here? Hanson asked who was starting to wait.
“Iya, why is it?”
“Hem, no papa just kind of weird. He's an ustadz, ask to see you at the cafe?” Hanson stirred up the rest of his drink which was left as a seuprit.
“Baby, ustadz is also human! Time to cafe doang can not?” Rumi stared pushyly.
“Yes, should we meet at the mosque, or can we go directly to her house?”
“Udah, don't worry! The important thing is to have a njai teacher!” Rumi bulging sprain.
“But are you sure you are a competitor?” Hanson was still curious.
“Yes, he is ustadz who often study on campuses. I would recommend it from my friend.” Rumi was sure.
A moment later, a young man wearing a collared black shirt with a peci on his head walked over to a waiter.
“Ustadz Salman huh?” Guess Rumi as soon as the young man approached.
The young man nodded. “Iya. Right. Rumi's mom, huh? And this must be her future husband, right, Mas Dietrich Hanson Bergmann?” the young man looked at Rumi and Hanson alternately.
It was a bit of a shock that Hanson ustadz knew his full name. Hum, it must have been Schatzi who told him. Inner Hanson.
The three of them then engaged in a stale chatter briefly after the waiter recorded the order ustadz Salman.
“Ustadz, sorry am I learning every day without holidays?” Hanson asked the young ustadz who was busy with his cell phone.
“Oh, how many times do we spend in a week?” Ustadz Salman saw Hanson at a glance and then came back with his phone screen. Seriously like him!
“Baby, you don't nawar huh. The more you learn, the faster you can. This part of the payment is quite mehong tau!”Omel arumi half whispered.
“But Schatzi, I also have another busyness.” Hanson was also whispering.
“Halah, busy later only, if already smoothly njai same prayer reading, then you can be busy again.”
“No, I want private time two a week. I need to go to the gym, I have to monitor my business, I also ..”
“Then we are not married!” Cut Rumi.
“Kok that? You can't make me, Schatzi.”
“Are you the bus to the morning gym? Monitoring the business is what can be afternoon or afternoon, afternoon time njai, dot!” Rumi kekeh.
“This is how I want to change ustadz!” Hanson this time dared to argue Rumi. “I'm less sreg same him.” Hanson's whisper was even closer to Arumi's ear, while the young ustadz was solemn to the flat object in his hand, whatever he was writing there, his finger is agile actually typing letter by letter not abis-abis until the waiter comes he did not care about it.
“Ekhem!” Rumi deliberately cleared his throat a bit faster after observing the young ustadz who was like puya duania himself when clearly he was now meeting with prospective students who really wanted to learn njai.
“Eh, yes. How's Rumi?” The young ustadz put his gawai on the table and looked at Rumi with his smile.
“I change the salary schedule from every day to Monday to Thursday only.” Rumi.
“Why is Mbak?” Tanya Ustadz Salman was surprised because they had agreed to Hanson's schedule every day for holidays. “Setap days so that you can quickly Mbak, if necessary the duration of learning is added from ba'da Dzuhur to ba’da maghrib.”
Rumi glanced at Hanson for a moment, Hanson shook his head. “Ngak Ustadz. Friday he has to go to the gym, Saturday and Sunday make the same way I.”
“Oh, so ..” Ustadz Salman mangosteen.
“Danke, Schatzi.”(Thank you, dear) Lirih Hanson while wanting to nyosor Rumi.
“Baby!” Pekik Rumi while closing the lips of Hanson who almost stopped by his cheek.
“Astaghfirullah! Mas Dietrich Hanson Bergmann already want nyosor aja, halalin first Mas.” Ustadz salman godek-godek stared at the pair of brides-to-be in front of him.
“Sorry, ustadz. Release.” Hanson smiled wryly.
“Ekhm, Ustadz please have the food tasted first.” Rumi said covering her heartache was immediately the act of her future husband.
“Oh, yes. Wait a minute, we take a selfie first yes.” Ustadz grabbed his gawai and took several selfies with various dishes between the three of them.
Cerek ketek
“God's Passion! Very cool!” The Ustadz looked at the photo with a satisfied smile, while Rumi and Hanson looked at each other with astonished looks.
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At noon break, Via deliberately out of the office most recently because of lazy queuing in the elevator. Before leaving his desk he chatted Denaya to ask if he had lunch or not.
Via
Dena, have you had lunch yet? In the refrigerator there is a lot of food, but mending you order use good aja kalo males.
Denaya
That's it, Vi. Just aja. Here there is Yanti with her son Gio, very funny si Gio ..😍😍
Via
Thank goodness I ate. Oh, Yanti was there, right?
Denaya
Yes, he said you told him to make me. Thanks yes, very attention you, hehe..😂😂 he brought food all you know. So take care of me ..🤭
Via
Relax, Yanti is a good person. He was a very reliable friend and neighbor.
Denaya
Have you eaten yet?
Via
Not yet, this again just want to go out to eat.
Denaya
Oh, yeah, I ate there. Debaynya do not take kelaperan. Don’t worry about me 😘😘
Via
Okay, let me know if there's anything. I'll be home by 5pm. Greetings to Yanti same Gio🤗😘
Denaya
Ok
Via put his gawai into the bag after chatting with Denaya.
“Vi? How are you still here?” Sapa Danar who came out of his study. “You've eaten?” Danar.
“This just want out for food. You .. uhh Mr. ..”
“Call name again, ngapain use Mr. All.” Cut Danar.
“Can it's in the office?” Via smiled salting while scratching his itchy temple.
“Can there be no one?”
“Hehe..
“Ya already if you want to eat yok together.” Take Danar.
“Eumh, but I .. want to go to the toilet first, abis it to the mushola continue to the ATM, just ate.” Reply Via looking for an excuse because for whatever reason he does not want to be seen walking with Danar. For safety!
“Oh, okay.” Danar nodded to review her sweet smile. He knew that Via just wanted to avoid it, but he could understand it. “Ladies firt, please ..” Danar shift his position giving way to Via pass first.
“Maksih, I dulaun ya ..” Sahut Via grabbed his bag and walked away from Danar first.
Meanwhile, Mirza and Om Jaka were on their way to the salt fields after seeing the Haji Barkah dam located in different places. Rural roads that are still dirt and steep rocky with road conditions severely damaged make Om Jaka's car as if jumping and sometimes stumbling the road. Mirza took several times her head sucked at the window glass beside her.
“Can not drive anyway, Om?” Gerrutu Mirza while rubbing his head which is lucky not to be benjol.
“Hehe... yes maap, his name is also the road is broken like this.” Om Jaka even grinned to squirm the look of Mirza's frown.
“Feelings from earlier did not nyampe-nayampe? I guess the place is deket from empang.”
“Nyampe soon. Like a child you, not very impatient if taught to go.” Ledek Om Jaka's.
“The problem of the body is already in pain first Om, not nyampe as well. No other way what?”
“Emang does not exist. It's the only major access to get there.”
Mirza grunted violently. His mind may regret why it wanted to be taught by Om Jaka.
“Minggiran there can be Om, the road is wide too? Why must pass through the middle of mulu anyway? It breaks the middle path, my stomach is nauseous. Where was I eating full again. How about vomiting?” Mirza keeps nagging annoyed.
“Ngomel mulu lu kayak mom-mak!” Reply Om Jaka. “Emang road is broken all this can not be chosen! Exactly like the official's talk!”
“Ish, how to get to the office of everything?” Mirza turned her head not to think where the Omnya talk was.
“It's the office if you like it inconsistently. Can't be held, today says what tomorrow has changed again.”
“The relationship is the same broken path what?”
“Tau ah! You think to yourself!” Om Jaka Keki then returned to seriously winding the wheel of his car to make Mirza more adorable.
Mirza finally turned off the car's air conditioner and lowered the window glass next to her. The cool air of the countryside swarmed in to replace the scent of car perfume that made Mirza was tired. Lush trees, wide blue sky stretched with clouds that lively cheerful make Mirza more relaxed and enjoy the journey.
“Why not from earlier opened the window glass huh? I think it's fresher. Itung-itung safari to the village left behind aja.” Mirza spoke to herself. His eyes until sayup-sayup hit by the rural wind that blow his hair, now he does not protest anymore even though the road is still full of holes and rocky. Mirza seems to have enjoyed the trip.
“Apaan? It's worse!” Mirza wants to grumble again.
“It wants nyampe. Have you looked at the expanse of salt fields?” Om Jaka pointed at the expanse of plots of land that are still visible from a distance.
Mirza straightened her sitting position following the direction Om Jaka pointed. They arrived at a small village. Tree nyiur towering along the journey. Seen some people who passed by looked at them with a pussy look. Om Jaka occasionally honks while nodding kindly to greet them. A group of bare-chested little boys seemed to run after the car driven by Om Jaka with a boisterous joke makes Mirza gush his head to look back while waving their hands make them more excited and excited to pursue.
“Seru really! They rarely drive cars. I suspect this is not Indonesia Om.” Mirza smiled broadly back at her position.
“Where do you think this is? In Somalia?” Jaka keki.
Mirza did not say, now he was looking at the expanse of salt fields that stretched to the left and the road. As far as the eye can see, there are only patches of salt ponds with windmills lined up on the edge that are used as wind power by salt farmers to pump water into the pond location.
CIIIT …
NGIIIK …
Om Jaka's car stopped in front of a semi-permanent building where several people had gathered. Seen as a middle-aged man greeted Om Jaka, Mirza followed. Apparently the middle-aged father was a confidant of Haji Barkah who was mandated to take care of all salt fields in-laws Om Jaka because in their conversation heard several times the name Haji Barkah mentioned.
“Om, Om Jaka often yes here? How do you think you have memorized the road and are very familiar with them?” Mirza who was sitting next to Om Jaka whispered to Omnya.
“Only done. Yes I am the person who is a familiar snob, hehe ..” Om Jaka even cengengesan.
“So like this Mr. Jaka.” The middle-aged man cut the ribs between Om Jaka and Mirza. “The tenants of this land are also actually interested in buying the pond. In addition to the price is considered cheap, they are also not sure if the new pond owner will be as good as Pak Haji Barkah.
“Betul, Mr. Jaka.” There was another man there. “Only we kindly give you a little time. Even though it is cheap, our money is not enough. Moreover, this is not harvest season yet. May Mr. Haji wait until the time of salt harvest arrives.”
“Iya, agree ... agree ..” Others nodded in agreement with their friend's proposal.
“Please delivered yes Pak Jaka message us on Pak Haji Barkah.” Said the middle-aged man again.
Om Jaka nodded and then conveyed the trust in-laws who also had to be delivered by the tenants of the salt pond. Mirza just listened. But once he quickly came to a conclusion, he was very uninterested in buying it because the road to the pond was enough to make his stomach mules. Mirza already has a wish to buy Haji Barkah empan as an investment.
Time rolling afternoon. The bagaskara slipped further west. Mirza and Om Jaka just finished going around the salt fields to take a look. They now say goodbye to the residents and head to the car to go home soon.
Meanwhile, in the office, Via has also entered the clock home from work. Via was still tidying up his desk when several other employees greeted him waving his hands home first, including Milen cs.
Drrrt ….
Drr…
Via phone inside the bag vibrates. Via quickly grabbed him, maybe it was her husband calling to give the news because after leaving this morning blind had not called him.
“Denaya?” Via muttered so looking at his screen.
“Ya, Hello. How Den ...”
“Vi.., Sshhhh...., Awwwh...” It sounded like she was whimpering in pain across the street.
“Dena? You why?” Via was suddenly overwhelmed with worry.
“Vi...., have you reset the clock yet? I..., Awwwh....!!”
“Dena…! You why? I-Iya I'm going home. You calm down?” Via panicked as Denaya continued to moan.
“Vi, my stomach …. My stomach mules …. Sshhhh.... fights...!!!”
“What? The mules? Do you want to worry?” Via was shocked and immediately got up and walked quickly to the elevator.
“No idea, but mules really….! From this afternoon…. Aauuuh...”.
Via arrived at the elevator door, and unfortunately many also stood in line to enter. Via walked to the other elevator, but just the same, just opened the elevator door employees have stormed in to fulfill it.
“Sabar yes.., I'll be home soon.” Via turning off the connection and immediately taking the initiative to head for the emergency staircase in a hurry.
“Vi!” Someone came to block Via's left wrist before Via's leg set foot on the rung.
Via looked surprised. “Danar?”
Apparently it has been since leaving the work room earlier Danar noticed the motion of Via who was riled up.
“Why are you in such a hurry? Ask Danar.
“Dena ..., Denaya wants to mengelahirin. She is now at my home alone.” Say it through panic.
“Denaya?” Danar is like remembering. “Emang Om Jaka where?” Ask after remembering Denaya is his wife Om Jaka.
“Om Jaka again go same Mas Mirza. Dena's stomach is now mules, like contractions. There was nobody at home. Om Jaka may still be a long time ago.” Via was already crying because he was so afraid and worried about Denaya why. “I'm thirsty right there, Danar.”
“Wait, Vi. You can't use stairs.” Prevent Danar.
“But I'm in a hurry, Danar!”
“Yes, but remember you're pregnant too! Danger if you go down the stairs in a hurry, this is the fourth floor you know.” Danar warned with concern. “Try to contact Yanti or Firman, maybe he again no shift work.” Danar's Advice.
“Oh, yes really. Why can I forget!” Via Immediately looking for Yanti's number, some waiting seems like there is no answer. Via this pacing back and forth while looking at the clock on his left wrist. Danar noticed the behavior of the beautiful woman in front of him who was being wracked by panic.
“Where?” Danar asked after Vai removed the device from her ear with a disappointed face.
“Yanti and Firman like busy again, they no one answered.”
“Oke, I'll call an ambulance.” Danar swiftly dialed the emergency call and spoke very straightforwardly as soon as the connection was missed.
“Where, Danar?” Replace Via who asked after Danar finished calling.
“Ambulance will come to your house just a little more. Now I'm trying to call Papa, let Papa go there while waiting for you nyampe.” Danar immediately called Mr. Hadi.
Drr….
Drr…
The phone in Via's grip vibrates. “Yanti? Hello Yan!” Sapa Via is in a hurry.
“Vi, what's the call? I just finished bathing Gio.”
“Yan, please Denaya, she seems to want to worry.”
“Ha? Want to mengelahirin?” Yanti was surprised. “Parasaan last afternoon when I stayed home no papa, no sign of mingelirin?”
“I don't know either, he just called me in pain. Can you come to my house now?”
“Iya, yes. Soon I titipin Gio first, because the momong he already home.”
“Firman has a shift working yes?”
“Iya, Vi. She is still hospital, try me contact her yes?”
“I should have called but not picked up, maybe busy. Yes, you have helped me to my house if it has been sorted out with Gio, Danar has called Mr. Hadi too. Later there will be an ambulance that comes there to bring Denaya because if you wait I am afraid keamaan.” Papar Via's.
“Oh, okay okay.”
Via can only breathe a little relieved now. “Danar thanks yes. Sorry to have taken care of you.” Via stared[Danar with gratitude.
“No papa, relax. This is your house, there are some neighbors too. Just recently Papa chat me.” Danar. “Yes already, now I take you home ya.”
“No need, I brought a car kok.” Reject Smooth Via.
“But the danger of you driving yourself in a calm condition like this. Your car is left alone in the office not papa.”
Vick seemed to think for a moment. “Ya already so.” Say it at last. Via confirmed also Danar's words because his feet are still trembling because of panic and fear.
“We use the lift, we do not want to leave again tuh.”
“Eh, briefly. Bag I missed!” Via just remembered from earlier he did not bring his bag so panicked.
“Pelan-pelan aja, do not have to rush it. Remember you are pregnant.” Danar again cautions with great attention.
Via nodded while thin.
“I wait here ya.” Danar stopped in front of the elevator door while Via returned to the workspace.
A few moments of waiting, via has not yet appeared to make Danar anxious. Danar chose to follow Via after getting news that Denaya had been taken to hospital by ambulance accompanied by Yanti and Pak Hadi.
“Vi?” reprimand Danar on Via who turned out to be busy with his phone.
“Eh, sorry Danar. Here I again try to contact Om Jaka same Mas Mirza but no one to connect nih.” She tried to call her husband again.
“Deningan we now directly to the hospital aja yes, Denaya just brought there using ambulance accompanied Yanti same Papa.”
“Oh, so? Yes, I will send a message for Mirza.” Via was busy typing messages, Danar stole a glance at the face of ayu who was busy with panic
Geez, Vi .. how can I move on from you like this? When should I resign? Danar sat there while throwing his gaze in any direction trying to control his feelings. Conscious Danar, she's somebody's wife! You cannot ruin his happiness.
“Danar! How to even bengong anyway?” Tegur Via because apparently from earlier Danar did not pay attention to him because he was busy monologuing in the heart.
“Eh, yes! How?”
“Byok we go now. I'm worried about getting the same with Denaya.” Take Via still full of worries.
“OK!”
Via and Danar walk to the elevator. They were just the two of them in the elevator and were silent because they were busy with their respective minds. Danar was busy controlling his thoughts, while Vai was still very panicked thinking about Denaya's state. Via does not know Om Jaka and Mirza is now experiencing a tire rupture once out of the salt pond village. Om's cell phone is dead and Mirza's phone is left in the car. While they were busy changing tires, after that, they rested in one of the houses because it was soon entered Maghrib time.
Via and Danar have arrived at the hospital. A real anxious look was painted on Via's face. It felt like he had wanted to disappear immediately to get to where Denaya was now so impatient.
“Vi, don't run.” Danar had to block the wrist again Via because Via has taken a swing like a sprint run. “Denaya is already in the delivery room. We're there now.” Danar walked without removing his hand from Via's left wrist.
Via just according to walk beside Danar while looking at Danar's hands are posseive grasping his left wrist, but he also did not dare to dodge because the look of Danar's face looks very cold. Presumably Danar was upset also who saw Via wanted to run away even though he was pregnant young.
“Man! How's Denaya?” Ask Danar who saw the Word passing from the direction of the delivery room.
“Oh, thank goodness you guys came. There Yanti waiting inside, like the doctor should take action cessar.”
“What, cessar?” Via surprised not playing.
“Iya Vi, the waters of the establishment are almost exhausted. I think Denaya did not realize it was actually since the morning the water of his position came out.”
“I want to see Denaya now.” Via almost cried.
“Iya, just go there. I want to go to moshola first followed Mr. Hadi prayer maghrib.”
Word passed, Via and Danar immediately headed to the delivery room with worried faces still looming faithfully.
“What is this Father and Mother to the family of Denaya patients?” Ask the sisters who came out of the delivery room before they ask about Denaya's situation further.
“Iya, true Sus. How is he?” Via is very curious.
“The patient's blood pressure is very high, besides that the water is also almost exhausted. We need the family's intention to perform cessar surgery on patients.”
Krieet…
Not yet had time to say, the door of the maternity room was open. Another nurse appears to be pushing a cage where Denaya is lying on top of it.
“Dena...” Via approaching followed by Danar. “Dena..., you are patient yes. Den…! sister, why is she getting?” Via looked at the nurse with tears that were about to fall.
“Patients are okay, just exhausted.”
“Vi...” Call Denaya softly with her eyes closed and then grimace in pain, only her voice was no longer heard.
“Iya, Den. I'm here, you're the energy. Om Jaka soon nyampe.” Vai tried to calm Denaya even though he also did not know the news of Om Jaka had nyampe where.
“It is better that my mother come with me immediately to take care of her administration.” Say the other nurse.
“Iya, Vi. Let me accompany Denaya.” Yanti nodded then followed the nurse who encouraged Denaya's cage.
Via also said, Danar still faithfully accompanied. After Via was done, they sat in front of the three opration room with Yanti.
“Vi, you don't papa right?” Danar was worried because Via's face looked pale.
Via shook his head weakly. “Danar, what if there's nothing like Dena? Poor him, Om Jaka has not been able to be contacted. Never mind Om Jaka and Mas Mirza also why. As of now there is no news.” Muttering Via with his head leaning against the wall, his eyes stared blankly.
“Vi, you can't say that. We must be sure, Denaya and the baby must have survived.” Danar touched Via's soft shoulder. His heart really could not bear to see the adored woman beside him was weak helpless.
“Danar's right, Vi. We leave it to the Power. Everything must be fine.” Overwrite Yanti. “Vi, you eat first yes, like you are tired deh, your face shoots really” Yanti also realized the pale look of Via's face.
Via again shook his head slowly. “I am very worried about Denaya...” Sluggishly.
“Yes, but you also should not be exhausted and like the mind. Danar, I went to the cafeteria first ya cariin Via food.”
“Iya.” Danar.
Ten minutes had passed, Via was still staring blankly with his face getting pale, Danar grew worried as he suddenly held his head.
“Vi, are you papa?” Danar moved his position closer. Via only glanced with a glare, Danar grew worried and approached again. Aroma manly Danar sniffed breath Via. "Vi ... are you sick?"
Vi atak said, his eyes slowly closed and his body almost fell to the side, lucky Danar immediately grabbed him and carried him into his arms.
“Vi! Wake, Vi!” Danar patted Via softly on the cheek anxiously.
“Nghh...” Via sounds like delirious. He wanted to open his eyes, but his head was heavy. “Mas, Mas Mirza ...” Call Via lirih calling Mirza's name.
Deg deg!
Danar's heart beat irregularly, the woman he loved so much is now in his arms and seems to think she is Mirza.
“Vi! Geez, your hands are so cold.” Danar clasped tightly onto Via's weak fingers. “Vi ..” Danar is still resuscitating Via.
Between the pounding of his heart that was getting too unremarkable and his panic that fused, there was a feeling of blissfulness seeping in without permission to control the entire recesses of his heart. This is the second time he was very close to Via after he was also the one who carried Via to the car when Via collapsed at his house in a state of pregnancy his first child. (Uunch.., really sweet right, it turns out Danar same Via ever hug too, although not accidentally? Wkwkwk...😆😆 who do not know, yok peimpin them in chapter ... what chapter is it? othor forgot 😂😂 it was when Mirza left for Jakarta anyway 😁)
Ok, further hugs .. ehh further the story..🤭🤭.
A warm feeling enveloped Danar's whole heart. I don't think he wants to let go of his embrace. Fragrant beautiful hair Via smelled real, the beautiful woman was now helpless. Danar was eager to rub the soft cheek, but he held it. It doesn't feel right that he did that. Danar only looked with great amazement at the work of the Creator who is now drooping in his arms.
“Danar?” The greeting of Pak Hadi surprised Danar who was looking at Via's face.
“Pa ... Papa..?” Danar stuttered a little because Pak Hadi looked sharply at him. “ Pa, Via fainting ...”
“Faints?” Mr. Hadi was shocked, then noticed Via who was not moving. “Kalo so why even didiemin only? Take him to IGD, fast!” Pak hadi's orders.
“I-iya Pa...” Danar immediately carried a limp body Via towards IGD followed by a sharp gaze Pak Hadi.
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Eeea. 4682 says this…. 😄😄
Very long…. 😆😆
Let alone, the longer it gets better….😁😁 Wkwkwk..🤭🤭🤭
Stay afloat on fire🔥🔥🤩🤩
Okay, thanks for reading, brother. Sorry for the many typos and mistakes. 🙏🙏🙏
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Read it, do not like not comment nor papa kok.. wkwkkk....😂😂
Do not vote yes, but if maksa not papa deh, hehe...😅😅
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