Forced to Marry Om Om
61. Nakura's pregnant

"I'm sorry, I'll never be able to get back to you. I already have a husband" Aoi replied firmly, leaving the uncertain would be better than hurt.

Ryuji nodded. "Yes, that's your right. I'm leaving."

Aoi stared at Ryuji's departure with a guilty heart.

***

Aoi opened her refrigerator, empty. Food supplies are over.

"Bi Idah's! Bi! Have you bought a supply of ingredients for cooking the same snack yet?" Aoi raised her voice, Idah usually did not hear and was busy listening to music through the handset.

Aoi sighed, where is the Idah.

Aoi looked for him in the living room, bi Idah was sitting back and laughing with his postel do not forget the handset attached to both ears.

Aoi pulled one of those handsets. "Bi Idah is really fun, right? The fridge is not checked it's empty there's nothing, tuh," said Aoi annoyed.

Bi Idah just smiled clumsyly. "Yes, miss? I forgot about aunt. Go to the minimarket first."

"Wait."

Bi Idah. "Why miss? Did you buy a lot of snacks?"

Aoi shook her head. "Buy fruits too. I'll see Nakura."

"Ok, ready, ladies!"

***

Fumie and her stepmom were silent at one table. The two did not dare to start the conversation.

"You're dead, what did you ask of me? If my money doesn't have you better beg."

Fumie shakes. That's not how it works. "I'll be working" Fumie herself felt unsure of her words just now.

"It's good to work. If you can work in an office, do not be hazy is unclear. I don't want ya receive a little salary from you at times a million dong salary," he said sounding demanding.

Of money. Fumie just wants affection. Since childhood he never got the attention or affection of his stepmother.

"Sure ma'am," Fumie nodded. "I'm going to work in an office, my girl's language is going to be useful."

"Yes, look for it now. Don't waste time."

"Yes mom. I went to work first" Fumie said goodbye, her habit was to kiss her stepmother's cheeks.

***

Haruka heads to the language school, looking for Fumie to pick up her supply box that Fumie is still carrying.

Haruka peeked out of the classroom doorway, her eyes looking for Fumie's whereabouts.

But nil.

Haruka asked the girl who was sitting at the front.

"Fumie's not in class?"

"So. Soon the class began, the lecturer was also on the way here."

"Oh yes, thank you."

Haruka sends a message asking where Fumie is but the girl is not online, Haruka tries the phone might be picked up.

Your call is being diverted, please wait.

Haruka clucked in annoyance, surely Fumie has another flurry.

"What's so busy you don't get into class?" gerrutu annoyed.

"Tupperware has to be turned around again. If you can't get my mom's nag. Go to Fumie's house."

***

Fumie stared at the tax office building. His heart sure works there.

Fumie stepped foot into the tax office.

"Can I meet with-"

"Sorry, you have to make an appointment first."

"Can I have the number?"

"Here, do you know our manager?"

Fumie nodded. "I know him. Excuse me first."

"Until I'm willing not to go to class, it's okay if for the sake of work for my mother I can really," Fumie encouraged herself.

***

Aoi chose to take a taxi only, her driving ability is still amateur.

"Dazaifu hospital sir."

"Good mbak."

At the hospital, Aoi greeted Nakura warmly. The girl returned her smile.

Nakura looked fresher than before, his pale lips were no longer dry now more pink and fresh.

"When can you go home?" asked Aoi mince words as a chatter opener, it still feels stiff to know Nakura who used to be the enemy who hated her the most.

Nakura. "I don't know but-" pause for a moment, it feels hard to convey this to Aoi. That girl must be surprised.

"But why?"

"I'm pregnant Aoi. And my gestational age is also one week. I didn't expect it," Nakura's two teary eyes were ready to slide out a tearful cry.

"Pregnant?" aoi asked still in disbelief.

"Whose son? Have you ever been to a club?

Nakura nodded. "As long as you know Aoi, the one who helped me back then was Mr. Makoto."

"Oh, so you-"

"I'm horrified, not like that. Mr. Makoto just drove me home, he's okay with me," Nakura said quickly before a misunderstanding.

Aoi fell silent, why is she here feeling the most guilty? He scolded Makoto without listening to his explanation first.

Ao calls Makoto, trying to apologize.

"Hello?" Aoi was happy to finally hear that voice she had missed for days.

"Why phone? Are you heavy again?" makoto asked across there teasing.

"I'm sorry, huh? Terntaya you came home that night to help Nakura who was drunk again," great-grandson Aoi lirih. Either her husband's reaction was astonished or kegeeran and baper.

"Eat first you listen to my explanation. It was straight up."

"Yes yes, yes you know. Do you feel right there?" Aoi changed the topic, chatted longer with Makoto the very she expected or at least slowed down a bit for her longing to be treated.

"I don't feel good if there's no you."

Aoi just flickered a baper. 'Mas Makoto can. His neck is loose, ' his mind is happy.

"When will I be home?"

"Not know Aoi, but if you've come home later kabari. Was it first, huh? Want to meet. Bye bye aishiteru."

"Ciee on the phone with her husband? I became envious, "id Nakura blinked her eyes, Aoi blushed in embarrassment.

"What the hell is Naku, you can also call your husband later."

"I don't know whose child this is. If only I didn't need to go to the club to drink alcohol to escape a problem, it wouldn't have happened so soon" Nakura lowered his head, he was sad again.

"You still have a relationship with Ryuji?" aoi asked carefully fearing that Nakura could not answer her regarding Ryuji's cold attitude now turned 180 degrees much more different.

Nakura nodded. "Ryuji hasn't said break up. So I'm the same she's still dating. But not like ordinary lovers, Ryuji stayed away from me for harming you. Ryuji has also blocked all access so that I can no longer contact him," Nakura lamented Aoi, the only person who cared about him to date.

"You're so sorry for me why? Because I took Ryuji from you?" aoi asked confusedly, she knew Nakura was in love with Ryuji.

Nakura nodded. "Yes, I just can't melt Ryuji's heart so easily than yours."

Aoi sighed, she had to straighten all of this out. His initial goal is to approach Ryuji until he is trapped with love.

"I'm actually dating Ryuji because I don't want to be paired with Makoto's mas. Ryuji initially refuses, but he accepts. His attention like a lover makes my heart baper. We were always close, even though Makoto was always a deterrent because he was jealous. Do you understand Naku? From the beginning I didn't feel the same way Ryuji did. It's just that I'm stuck with my own game."

Nakura. "J-so you're not weird?"

Aoi shook her head. "Sorry huh? But now I accept his match. Falling in love with Makoto, too," Aoi smiled shyly. Love grows by itself.

"It's okay. What matters is that I know your reasons."

"Do you want to peel the apples?"

Nakura nodded. "That's a lot."

***

Stare at the afternoon sky with a myriad of calmly flowing ideas.

4:13 pm

See you around, though,