Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
A Message
THE WARNING! PLEASE BE WISE IN READING. 🚫18+
The girl was wearing minimal clothing. Tight white t-shirt combined with a mini skirt above the knee makes it more sexy. With a quick movement, he pulled Mahesa's arm until the position of the two hugged each other.
"I miss you so much, Mom." He cupped Mahesa's face and landed a kiss on the man's lips. The girl's hand began to guerrilla search for something that would make her moan in pain.
Getting a barrage of attacks made the lion that dwells in Mahesa rise. He returned the lover's pagutan with a savage. Pressing the nape of his lover then his tongue barged in and ventured deeper and deeper.
After being satisfied enough, Mahesa took off her pangutan then rubbed the back of the girl then squeezed it like she was playing squishy until a naughty voice came out of the girl's mouth. Hearing the sexy voice of the lover makes the man more excited to explore every inch of the girl's body.
"Do you want to taste this appetizer that is in front of you?" whispered the girl.
"Of course, if you will."
After that he immediately removed the clothes attached to his body, then brought Mahesa's sturdy hand to touch the sensitive part of the girl. The roar of the breath of the two was increasingly hunting, the heartbeat was getting irregular.
Has*at, Mahesa took off the clothes that wrapped her body until she and her lover were both innocent.
Because it was shrouded in ga*rah fog, Mahesa brought the body of the lover onto the sofa and they did the unification there.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere but in the same city, Arumi had just arrived at the hospital. The woman's face was gloomy with eyes slightly swollen from the night she cried alone in the room.
That morning, Arumi switched shifts with Doctor Amelia because yesterday afternoon she was too tired to step foot into the magnificent building like a five-star hotel. A place that for the past three years has become a place where women seek sustenance to help the family economy.
"Good morning, Doctor Arumi," said one of the nurses who happened to pass by her.
The woman forced a smile even though her heart was hurt. "Good morning, Sus." Then he stepped forward into the room.
The room was quite spacious, able to accommodate about five doctors at once. Room size 5×5 m2 is intended specifically for doctors on duty. However, if there are doctors who want to rest after surgery, the hospital has also provided. It's right behind the nurse's desk.
Arumi immediately put all the luggage inside the locker then locked it. The woman took a snelli or so-called white doctor coat from the closet and did not forget the stethoscope she hung on the neck as a characteristic of a doctor.
"Doctor!" call someone from behind the door.
Suddenly the voice of the woman made Arumi aghast because the clattering of her steps was almost inaudible.
The woman was even clumsy. "Sorry, Doc. I was so rushed I forgot to knock on the door."
"Other times make it a habit to knock on the door first before entering the room. Fortunately, I have no history of heart disease. If not, I can turn into a patient no longer the doctor who will operate on the patient" said Arumi.
Again the woman in the white uniform chuckled. "Yes, I'm sorry. Next time it will not happen again. Promise."
"Yes, what are you doing here? Is there a sudden operation so you have to run in this room until you forget to knock on the door!"
Sasha, the nurse in white uniform, stepped inside. "No, Doctor. I'm here to deliver a message from Doctor Firdaus."
Arumi tied the long black hair with rubber and tied it with a Korean girl-style midget model to show a smooth white neckline.
"What message?"
"Message that all the Doctors on duty this morning gather in the hall because there is something important to be conveyed by him."
Arumi knitted both eyebrows together, guessing what important things Firdaus would say. The middle-aged man was the chief director of the hospital as well as the owner of the hospital where the woman worked.
Muhammad Firdaus or commonly called Doctor Firdaus is a firm and authoritative leader so that almost all hospital employees are reluctant to the man.
Arumi was silent for a moment. "Could this be related to the announcement of the new ward chief?" muttered.
"Yes, you can go back to work. Thank you, Sister Sasha."
"Good, Doctor. Then, excuse me first." Then Sasha closed the door of the room leaving Arumi who was tidying up the hairdo and makeup on the face.
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