Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Only the Past

Arumi took out a small box of milk specifically for women who were planning a pregnancy program from inside the grocery bag. The earth where it stands feels to stop spinning when the fingers are clasped tightly to the vanilla-flavored milk box.

It seems strange and absurd. Why would a man who is not officially the husband of Arumi buy the milk to the woman? Rayyan did deliberately do that, because he wanted to give a code or signal to his lover so that after the marriage contract took place, he wanted to give a code, they did not delay to immediately have momongan or in other words directly nana nini that night as well.

Understandably, Rayyan had never dated for life so the turmoil in the man was burning when he was on Arumi's side. In addition to wanting to complete his passion to his girlfriend, he also wanted to prove to everyone if Arumi was not a barren woman like everyone's accusations.

Arumi budging. The woman's gaze was still fixed on the milk cardboard ahead.

Rayyan glanced at Arumi, then gently rubbed the top of the woman's head. "That milk you can keep until our wedding day arrives. After that, only you are not and directly consume it so that in your womb it immediately grows the fruit of love."

This time Rayyan's stomach moved to Arumi's stomach. Gently rubbing the stomach as if there was a new life in there, the results of Rayyan's hard work who was willing to overtime every night so that Arumi immediately became pregnant.

For some reason, that sentence sounded a little ambiguous in Arumi's sense of hearing. As it contains different connotations if spoken by adults.

"Grow soon, the fruit of our love." The sentence kept repeating like a tangled cassette to make Arumi's mind explore everywhere.

The woman swallowed the saliva with great difficulty, then shook her head as she imagined herself lying with Rayyan on the same bed and they-would

"Stupid! What are you thinking, Rumi. How could you think of such a perverted thing." Arumi is self-deprecating, having been presumptuous to imagine the moment in which she and Rayyan will spend time together after the wedding.

Arumi cleared her throat to get rid of the foreign object in her throat, and she ventured to speak. "But, I think this is too much, Ray."

"Both you and I have not told both of our parents if between the two of us have a relationship. What if your parents disagree because you married a widow? Other than the widow, I cannot give you any children. Doctor Firdaus and your mother must be disappointed with your decision, Ray."

Rayyan snorted in annoyance, because for the umpteenth time Arumi spoke if she could never give him offspring. In fact, the man was so sure if Arumi could get pregnant and give offspring to him.

"Curtain! What cares about them. Whether they agree or not, I will marry you according to my promise the other day. We will be married to or without the blessing of Papa and the ****** that." Keukeh Rayyan's. He was determined to continue marrying his lover even though Firduas would not give his blessing.

Rayyan had been following all of Firdaus' wishes. He turned into a submissive son as the father determined the future for his eldest son. Although basically Rayyan is not an obedient child who obeys all the wishes of his parents but for future affairs, the man is willing to give up his ideals as a lawyer in order to keep Mei Ling's legacy from falling into the hands of Lena and Raihan-his step-sisters.

Seeing Rayyan's response and expression of annoyance emanated from the man's facial features and body language, Arumi was able to conclude that Rayyan was currently upset. For some reason, until now the secret behind the man's hatred of Firdaus and Lena has not been solved.

Arumi let out a long sigh, then placed the milk cardboard on the dashboard. Emboldened to wrap his arms around the arm that gripped tightly on the steering wheel of the car, then wrestled spoiled beside Rayyan.

"Yes .. I know, you will definitely marry me as you promised, right?" Arumi deliberately made her voice sound a little more spoiled, hoping that the emotions within Rayyan would dim like a blown candle.

It's up to people to say Arumi is a flirtatious widow or an anxious woman for being spoiled in front of Rayyan. For women, the most important thing is that Rayyan's mood is back to normal and they can enjoy Sunday nights together with love.

"If later on Mama finds out about our relationship and does not approve of you being my life partner, then I will try to convince her that you are the best man who deserves to be my ex-husband's successor. You are the right man to accompany me to spend my old age."

The voice of Arumi managed to extinguish the emotions in Rayyan. Slowly, the man's breathing began to settle down and the grip on the car's steering began to loosen.

Sighing in a rough breath while closing your eyes for a moment. Inhaling too much oxygen. He tried to control himself so as not to be tempted by the devil who lives in the man.

"Yes. We'll spend time together until the sun shows his face again!" the woman was enthusiastic. Then, he blinked when he realized his words. The woman glanced at the glance of Rayyan who was smiling knot. "I mean-we'll be back before eleven o'clock."

Rayyan laughed, replying with a joke. "Yes .. I know what you mean. I'll send you home before midnight so that our one Cinderella doesn't turn into Goddess Aphrodite." Rayyan glanced one eye, he teased Arumi to make the woman's face red.

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Put them in a tent stall by the roadside. Arumi gasped for a moment. The woman's gaze glared far away, as if her soul was lost to the past.

"I deliberately invite you to eat here, because many reviews from some visitors say that the taste of fried rice in this stall is so delicious and delicious. Although the price is a little expensive compared to other stalls but for me it does not matter. As long as it tastes really delicious, no matter what the price, I can afford it."

However, Arumi did not respond to his words. He was still shaking with a blank look ahead.

"Report ... Rumi!"'s!" exclaim Rayyan. The man's hand waved forward.

"Arumi Salsabila!" Rayyan slightly raised her tone so that it made the woman jump in shock.

"Rayyan!" pekik Arumi hysterical. Reflexes, the woman's hand hits the lover's arm.

"Ohhhhh!" rayyan's cry managed to restore Arumi's consciousness. The woman's jaw was wide open with the eyeball perfectly wide. Didn't know that his movements caused the man's arm to hurt.

"Ray!" Arumi's hand gently rubbed Rayyan's arm. "I'm sorry, I wasn't intentional. Really." He was overwhelmed with worry as Rayyan's fingers continued to hold his arm.

"What are you thinking? I told you until my mouth froze, you were silent. Therefore, I deliberately raised my tone of voice so that you would hear it. Uh ... You hit me."

"Yes .. I'm sorry. I was able to daydream. So, don't hear all your words." Arumi still rubbed Rayyan's arm while occasionally blowing on her.

Rayyan frowned at the confused sign. The man wondered what made Arumi daydream when the woman was with him.

"But what?" asked Rayyan lirih. The voice sounded a little shaky, because she was worried that Arumi still could not move on from her ex-husband.

"Not to be discussed. It's just the past!" sergeant Arumi quickly waved in the air.

Although Rayyan is curious but the man appreciates Arumi's privacy. He does not want the woman to feel uncomfortable if he continues to dig into the past.

Seeing the opportunity to try out Arumi, Rayyan began to launch the action. He pretended to be in pain so that he kept being rubbed by his lover's lemongrass fingers.

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