It turns out my husband was a Gigolo

It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-31


*Hello dear brother readera, sorry yes I long up, because I messed around with the dateline for the work of Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia. Yesterday it was here, the title Forced to Marry Mr. Amnesia, but it was quiet really .. 😂😂😂 so I moved it. Now it's done, want to settle Nesya and Mamas.*


"Lhoh? Coming again? Wasn't it just yesterday? I'm fasting again dong?" Mas Arena protest.


I myself also felt astonished, as this was unusual. I opened the phone that was on the table. I started counting cycles that were slightly neglected due to erratic busyness.


"Feelings, the last month came the fifteenth, si. I'm also confused not to know why," I said.


"Ooh, thank God it's not what I thought it was."


My husband walked over and held my stomach which still felt a little hot. "Duuuh, even though I feel like there's a baby here. But if it's not okay. After this we must try harder."


"try again? Meanin?"


He smiled at me thinly. "Later all night we'll chase him many times, let him be, '" he whispered right in my ear.


"Huuu, a strong kayak" I doubted him.


"I cleaned up first yeah." He passed into the room and before a while, there was a sound of water splashing from inside the bathroom in the room.


My stomach still feels the same, namely pain when PMS. But why so little? Is it because it is not smooth?


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The next morning, I was again astonished. The bandages I used did not flood like the usual days at the beginning of the moon's presence. My stomach still feels the same mules and pain.


"Well, what's going on?"


I told Mak what was a burden in my mind. Mak smiled in surprise at me.


"You don't know? How do you know Elena's presence?"


I'm trying to remember her five years ago. In my marriage to Bang Alan, I did not want to be given a child until then, Mak Bang Alan considered me as a barren woman.


However, after eight months of marriage, I only realized that my monthly never stopped by again, because busy day and night work weeding the rice fields and taking care of my husband. At that time I just found out, there was a child in the womb after examining it directly with Midwife Sri.


"It's too soon to conclude, but we'll just wait for your actual normal cycle. If Mak's conjecture is true, maybe you won't be coming in another month."


I immediately guessed what was in Mak's mind. Subconsciously, I held onto the stomach that contained the seeds that were fusing. A great sense of haru suddenly perched in the heart.


My husband had neatly come out of the room. His face looked astonished at me and approached. "You why? How do you look sad?"


I can't say anything to Mas Aren yet, this time it might be too early to deduce everything. I could only reflexively hug him making him become astonished.


"Are you sick, honey?"


I shake my head, it only hurts a moment before the happiness you want, Mas. I hope that.


In the morning, I left with Mas Aren, and went home to take an online taxi because I came home in the afternoon. Today I was able to take care of Elena myself while sitting at the cashier table in place of Kak Vina.


However, someone who is too easily suspected surprised me who was counting the number of customers over the past week.


I immediately got up without a sound to move in search of his laundry. After that, I immediately put it in a large bag of checking the keel mark that he thrust.


Still without a sound, I handed over her clean clothes and went to the back wanting to disappear from her.


"Where are you going? Is it so disgusting of me that you don't want to speak to me at all?"


"I have a job in the back" I said lying.


"Oh, fine. As I wait for your busy life, maybe I'll play first with Elena, I miss her so much."


Why didn't I throw him out? However, he is the real father of my daughter. I can't be mean to my son. He also needs to be close to his father. Because of their bond, they will never be separated by death.


"Yes." Yeah." I'm really going to the back. Seizing the iron that is being held by Kak Vina.


"Let me iron. Sitting in front."


Brother Vina frowned. He got up and peeked to see my ex-husband playing with Elena. Finally he nodded and understood.


"Well, I'll let her know if she's gone" she whispered.


I also replaced Brother Vina in ironing. Surprisingly this time ironing felt so heavy that I was flooded with endless sweat.


Surprisingly, I have not heard from Kak Vina that Bang Alan signifies leaving this place.


"Nesya, you look pale? Are you all right?" asked Bang Jin who was in charge of washing heavy objects such as bed covers and dolls.


"It's okay, Bang. I'm fine."


Bang Jin frowned and shook his head. He moved his foot to the front looking for someone. Not long after, the one who came was Bang Alan with his anxious face.


"Dec, are you sick?" His hand just parked in my head.


I pat that hand. "Don't overdo it, and don't hold onto me like this! We are nothing but a duet of the past that will never be repeated!"


He flinched with a changed look instantly. He sounded and he left without saying anything. Brother Vina walked quickly extended her neck glancing outwards.


"She's gone, your words were too sarcastic. Kasian is also her."


"Let's be Brother. I don't want any slander to appear between the two of us that could affect my relationship with Mas Aren."


Sister Vina shook her head. "Sure as well, but there's a good way. It doesn't seem appropriate for you to return her worries with checkmate so."


I finally took a long breath. "I'm afraid I'm sprained with him again, brother. He was like playing with my best friend, and making our friendship a little tenuous."


Vina's sister shook her head again. "As far as you are, yes. I hope he doesn't get revenge for being hurt because of you."


"Aaaah, Sister ... Why would you want me anyway?" Although what Kak Vina said was indeed true, it was just that I felt a little objection as if she was defending the man.


"I'm just kidding, but this is serious. If men are vengeful, the result will be terrible. As long as you can say well, you better speak as well as you can."


"As long as I can avoid it, I will avoid it" I said firmly at the establishment.