I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY
Same As Wishing

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🌸Pov Ody🌸

Expelling Valencia,, the woman I loved from the beginning I met her until my faint night with Nada, somehow it was such a relief. It feels like half the weight in the chest is lost.

Not the sadness I feel but happiness. Breathing also feels very relieved. I just really realized apparently that all this time I considered love was just a dream. I just want her back to me but I'm no longer in love.

Just a slow obsession I realized,,,

After Valencia left home, my mother also saw me smile more often. What he used to ask a little about my feelings, now even rarely. Lately my mother also just honest with me about what Valencia had done to my mother first. It was because I forced the story.

Hearing mama's story makes me inflamed. Mama told me not to extend it anymore because it's over. Better to set the future.

It's true also said mama,,,

But inevitably, it certainly makes me more stable with the status of widower after divorcing him. Another good thing after I divorced him was that I could freely and freely search for the existence of Nada again. If necessary I'll take him to live together again.

Mama can definitely understand and accept it even though she is Valencia's niece. They are two different individuals so do not because of his poor behavior then attributed to his nephew.

"Have you taken care of your divorce, Ody?" mama asked me this morning when we were having our breakfast.

"Ma already. Ody has registered. All handled by a lawyer. Ody lazy if you have to face Valencia again." said I steady.

"Goodoo. Let's get business done with him. But Ody, you're actually still wondering where did you get all the evidence about the surgically removed uterus?" mom's forehead wrinkled.

"Nancy." I answered briefly with a smile.

"Who is he? Your new wife-to-be? Ody,, mama wants you not to be rash to take a step. If you want to marry again, please do not because you are lonely or you just want to repay the heartache to Valencia. Mama,,,,"

"Ma,, relax ma. Nancy's not my future wife. He was a friend of Valencia who felt guilty for me because he was also involved in the operation. Now he just wants to atone for the same sins of Ody. Although it may be his way of betraying his friendship with Valencia but he feels what he did this time is right. Nancy says she's sick of Valencia, too. It's been counseled several times but never heard."

I cut off my mother's words and chose to explain who Nancy really was. I also went on to explain that the hospital that helped Valencia first will also sue legally if I do not want to cooperate to submit evidence. My position is strong because my autograph was forged there and the doctors who know keep running the operation.

"And the matter of remarrying,, I don't think Ody's still thinking that far. Right now, Ody wants to focus on running the task of the boss first. Mama want to come with Ody to Bali for a while until Ody's job there is done?"

"Mama followed you. The important thing is that you are happy." replied the mother who immediately made this heart relieved.

However, I also can't bear to leave my own mother here. There is a fear that hides in the heart. Afraid Valencia would come and do something bad to my mom.

Knowing that she could fake my autographs began to open my eyes that she was the type of desperate woman and justify all means in order to get her wish. Therefore, being on guard is the thing I should do.

One of them brought my mother to Bali. Well count count there later I all work and refreshing is yes. Tired in this soul would be great if treated with natural beauty.

May Bali make me smile, I hope.

🌸Pov Nada🌸

If it is difficult to sleep, then I will begin to weigh back whether my decision is right? Do you believe I can be a good wife later for the Lord? But, given all his kindness, it obliges me to be able and confident.

Yeah, I should be able and sure.

Since receiving her application, somehow the baby in my womb even likes weird. The one I had not previously felt at all the cravings or symptoms of any pregnancy, now since being recognized as the elder son of God, I so often bother him to just buy me food that I can't stand to not eat.

This child will also only want to fall asleep after being invited to chat by the Lord. Whatever it is, it's important to talk. He seems happy to have a new father.

Until there my memory returns to the figure of the baby's original father. Clear crystals began to descend soaking the face when the shadow began to be more clearly present.

Om Ody, if you knew I was pregnant om's child, would Ody be happy? Can Ody take it? Will Ody also be eager to wait for his birth? Will he also talk to her? Handle it?

The question of the mellow question then made me feel so lowly as the girl who had been silently giving up chastity just for the sake of one-sided love. And the stupid thing again is, the man I love is a relative of his own. The man who only thinks of me as his little princess. The man who loved my aunt with all his heart.

What less does Brother Dewa so I still have to think about Ody? Not necessarily also he would be able to accept this disgrace with open arms like the Lord's brother.

The other side of the heart rebelled violently when the other side still glorifies Ody. It's a real plan for me. How big and a million is this my love for Ody? Until I can't even blame him for what happened.

"Couldn't be bobo anymore?" fill in the message from the brother of God who is just a fortune teller.

Surprisingly, his guess was correct.

"Kok know?" reply with a smile of my own smile.

"And me and you are one." a heart emoji tucked in at the end of the sentence makes this heart flower.

"Gombal." I said again pretending not to believe.

"Hehehe emang dreadful anyway. Because the truth is brother also can not be bobo." this time sad emoji tucked.

"Why brother? Sick brother?" my question began to worry considering the end of this brother God is busy preparing all the needs of our marriage.

"Do you know that you're sick?" no emo asserted that he was serious.

"What pain? Take medicine first, brother. Don't hurt a sore throat." I reply with anxiety.

"Can't be changed if you haven't met Na because sister Sick is holding back longing for Na." Emoji heart tubi given her.

Lying if I don't flower read it, but in return for the sake of pranking it then I just give you an angry emoji red like a boiled crab.

"Don't be ferociously fierce,, fear ntar once tame immediately difficult to avoid." his reply made these cheeks red.

"It's night. Bobo yuk's. Poor our little whiz. Don't dream of God. Afraid of Na ngigau and coming here hehehe," he wrote before I could reply.

I smiled back at reading it. Answering with just an emo smile is enough to end the chat tonight. In this heart was also tucked a hope,,,

May the Lord be the right choice,,, then,,,,

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