From TK to KUA

From TK to KUA
19. Lose Competitors


The computer screen before God was ignored because the man was daydreaming with his full mind about Selena.


From the direction of the kitchen, Wulan who had just finished drinking pregnant milk was astonished to see her husband to walk over.


"If the task is carried on, it will be completed by the God."


The man's consciousness returned as he saw his wife sitting beside the body.


"Where is it difficult?"


"Life," the man replied without expression.


"You can't be serious about studying." Wulan took over the Gods laptop.


Exhaling a heavy breath the God did as he looked straight ahead. "And have you ever wondered?"


"Obviously, I'm not the king's daughter who has the perfect life story."


"If only Lan we hadn't been fooled."


The deg!


Wulan's heart seemed to stop for a few seconds, he felt an uncomfortable feeling ambush the inner.


"But what is power, it probably has to be this way. Whether we like it or not we can change now."


I don't know what possessed Wulan but his mind felt angry even though it did not accept the relationship of the two.


"It's not just you Wa, I also feel claustrophobic about this marriage. I guess here only I am trying to accept the situation, I think after your promise yesterday with your behavior all this time to me this heart can calm because it assumes you will forever be my husband. But I was wrong, huh Wa?"


A sentence that only surrounds the inner Wulan, he is unlikely to say that because it is feared will disturb the peace of the relationship.


"Why are you quiet?" The god touched the woman's shoulder.


With a rustic sigh and a gaze still fixed on the monitor his head shook his head.


"I was wrong to say?" the panic.


Finally Wulan turned her head and denied it with a slab before clasping the hand of the God.


"The God's body is tired? We're taking a break."


That's how the night ends for couples who are trying a relationship that is considered not yet the time.


The low temperature at midnight enveloped Wulan who was not calm in sleep, the woman was difficult to close her eyes even though she wanted to.


Looking next door and finding her husband asleep Wulan exhaled before choosing to leave the room with a device in hand.


Women with overthinking it is difficult to solve, and somehow instead of avoiding the pain most women attract the feeling of not refreshing the heart with various things, for example, look for social media someone who makes overthinking and even though the heart stops, the brain continues to urge until tears are inevitable.


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Started by a friend yes Wa😁


Wulan felt her heart as a wife was torn to shreds looking at a picture of her husband with another woman, and he remembered that the latest photo was taken when he quarreled because he did not heed the request of God when in the shopping center seen through the clothes worn.


"It turns out this is it?" muttered.


But somehow Wulan's heart understood the reason of the God, just one look at the bloody Thai woman was so attractive, inversely proportional to Wulan whose daily life was just a stuffy flower negligence.


The sound of footsteps approaching made the woman immediately put down her phone while wiping away her tears.


"I woke up and I didn't have you, why here alone?"


"I'm hungry." As much as possible Wulan acted as if nothing had happened.


"After sitting here my appetite has gone."


"Mood pregnant people huh?"


Just nod in response to Wulan.


Either because of Wulan's anguish airs or other effects, with a gentle movement as a cotton God rests heavily on the knee before putting his head on Wulan's thigh as his hands circle his wife's abdomen.


"Wa why?"


"You know, but for a few minutes I need it like this."


Unable to hold back the feeling that Wulan stroked the head of the God with a cry as well as the man.


Without saying any reason, they were letting out heart weights through the white blood that flooded the cheeks.


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*High hand knots to shed the pakean stain, the resulting foam drains a clear river surrounded by dozens of tall trees*.


"Why your brother wants to get married when his school is soon finished." The girl with short hair who was estimated to be ten years old asked her friend who was also washing next door.


Exhaling and then shaking his head caused the girl's hair to sway. "The word Father is not good to refuse a proposal let alone they are respected people."


"Always so."


"You know how else Lan, maybe we'll end up there with my brother."


Shudder in horror. "I hope it doesn't happen to me."


"I don't want Wulan either, I want to be strong like Kartini's mother but I'm not as lucky as she was born in the veranda family. If only my father had the rank maybe I would be a pioneer of women's independence in this village," the boy laughed.


"Then we prove it even though we are not from a distinguished family can eliminate the habits of these villagers." Young Wulan was so excited. "If we dare not begin, how will we change?"


"Talk is easy."


"Who said he only spoke? We just start from ourselves, if later our parents force matchmaking must be rejected."


Speaker Wulan laughed. "I'm tired of hearing girls who resist but end up submissive too."


Wulan was upset by the pessimistic attitude of her friend. "You'll see Yun! I can definitely refuse an arranged marriage and achieve my goals as a doctor."


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"Wulan I'm leaving! Be careful at home!".


Shocked in shock because a kiss was allowed, while fondly reminiscing about his childhood to forget the middle of peeling onions.


"A noon there will be a schedule to see a doctor, you really can?" ask the woman.


"Who am I also the parent is not, our child will sulk later."


"Thank you!" Wulan pulled the hand of the God before kissing him.


"Allah Wulan knows why, you cut an onion and now my hand stinks."


"Rather than that I was considered disrespectful for not crucifying you before leaving." With a wulan reply.


"Ah, whatever I say! Assalamu'alaikum!"


Wulan only saw the departure of the God before saying softly. "Wa'alaikumsalam."


Now Wulan's memory is still about her best friend, Yuni the girl's name and now Wuian longs because they were separated five years ago because of an arranged marriage.


While sitting in the middle second class, Yuni was married and had to join the husband's family, yuni's marriage has been swallowed up by the earth since she never visited and the last news she heard from neighbors about her pregnancy was four years ago.