Husband's Regrets: Forgive Me My Wife
I'M NOT A DISABLED WOMAN
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...This time it follows a powerful women's event - telling the story of Edrea Aurora Nugraha, her son Mother Dayana and Father Kevin...
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“I-this is whose bag? Not mine. Did Marvin buy it on purpose?” a woman flipping through a brand-name bag, she knew the price of this thing in her hand was hundreds of millions. It is impossible to be left lying just like that on the living room table.
Curiosity tickles the heart. The dull hand opened the bag, a lump of muscle in the chest cavity was pounding, not only that, ten fingers were suddenly tremors were not bad, afraid.
Fear of bad thoughts, too many issues out there that unsettle her heart as a wife.
This bespectacled woman suddenly suffocated, as if her neck was firmly gripped by someone. His breathing was so heavy, his nose could not breathe oxygen, making his lungs squeezed into a large chunk of rock.
BRACKET
Rea dropped the bag, until the entire contents scattered. Now clearly displayed objects that can eliminate common sense. One contraceptive box lay on the marble floor. Other objects are not spared from observation, blotch, perfume and famous brand cushion.
His head turned to the side, staring at the dozens of stairs with a blurred look because his gaze was blurred by tears.
Rea painstakingly got up from the sofa, dragging both of his legs, stepping steadily up the path towards the room. Her heart breaks, hearing ******two people are mutually unpretentious. “My room, si-who?” he said it stuck in the throat.
The door of the room was not closed perfectly, the disgusting voice pierced his eardrum, one hand outstretched pushing the door open wider.
DEG
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