I SOLD MY BABY FOR A NEW MOTOR
I SELL MY BABY FOR NEW MOTORBIKE CHAPTER 18 by widi nugriati

"How is my husband a doctor?"

"we've been trying ma'am, but god wants another strong mother huh!"

holding erin's shoulder"

erin lunglai in the arms of her best friend

his eyes were dark and he could not remember anything else.

the return of the body of the willo has been taken care of by the impactor will be buried at the nearest public cemetery.

after praying the body was brought to rest terahir.erin wiping his tears now he must alone no longer anyone who accompanies the day time so quickly. wet mounds of soil and fragrant perfume add pain and tightness in the chest.

"we go home erin" while standing in erin's face"

"i'm home, you're calm here!"

erin and Rani go home

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It has been a week wanto go the grief still lingering in the heart of erin in her solitude erin in the shock of the sound of knocking on the door

"tok tock, excuse me"

erin opened the door to two well-dressed men greeting her, one carrying a map and the other an uncle of the hitman.

"who is this father?"

"i was the uncle of amen the man who hit my mother's husband"

"oh so you're my husband's murderous family?"

"sorry, this is the same accident we don't want"

"already sir go I hate you guys!!!!"

erin closed the door her tears came back dripping, from outside gunadi sir knocked on the door but erin did not care

"we want to make peace in a family way, please withdraw the demand that Amin not be in prison!"

it's good you said let her niece rot in jail whispered her inwardly.

"mbak please if there is a request just say we will follow as long as amen is not in prison, mbak just like this my business card whenever mbak change my phone mind .

Gunadi slipped his business card into the door and left.

****

"pick rice to sit on one with warm tea"

"yes, a minute"

erin took the rice in a thermos and added the side dish then poured the warm tea into the glass

"this is the rice and tea!"

"thank you mbak, in the pack 2 yes mbak"

"yes, what did you just get home from work?"

"yes mbak all of you who are wrapped for the same wife because the mother is no longer sick cook

"oh that"

while waiting for the buyer who was eating erin to clean the table and take the garbage from the coffee and plastic wrap his eyes were fixed on the business card scattered near the door slit written Ir gunadi permana under the written name the name of the famous car repair shop and also the show room

whether her husband's hitter's uncle was the owner erin put the card.

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The night grew late erin could not close her eyes imagined the story of her life with her forced marriage ,her life was so difficult that giving her baby to someone else and the motor she got from selling her baby had brought her to death

oh .god if this is karma he thought , until now erin also did not know how big his son . erin was surprised by the sound of his cellphone rani called him

(hello ran what's the call)

(erin was gunadi sir called me he said amin stress in prison)

(yes, it is only fitting that he should bear his deeds)

(erin don't be that bad, though,try if we who become amen accidentally hit a dead person and then must be in prison at least reduce the year of his sentence before ketok halu.remember erin with amen in prison for life will not return the will' kan)erin thought for a moment, deep in his heart he is actually kasian but.

(erin Gunadi sir wants to talk to you, can he?")

(what is ran for?)

(he wants to come in tomorrow afternoon)

(i'm still grieving)

(i'm with you erin okay?)

(well)

the phone closed down and threw herself into bed and fell asleep.