It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-35. Just a dream
"You why Nesya? From the morning I notice you look lethargic and your eyes are so puffy?" Someone helped me tidy up the scattered equipment.
"Cathlon?"
The phallus gave up everything it took. "You why? Why not focus? What's because the husband left outside service?" He sat on the bench next to me.
"Aren't you mad at me anymore?" Ah, it turns out my tears just broke just can no longer be contained by the fertilizer. I rubbed it quickly.
The phallus looked at me, slowly hugging me without saying a single word. Some time we were in the same position, he patted me on the shoulder slowly.
Shortly after, I let go of the hug. "Thank you for being with me."
The phallus pulled out a chair and sat right in front of me. "If you're willing to tell me, I'll be a good listener."
"I'm fine, it's just that maybe this is a young pregnant woman." I can't seem to share the mess in my heart. Enough is enough for me to feel. I may have guessed wrong.
"You pregnant?" The look on Lingga's face instantly changed as if he was carefree with this beautiful destiny.
"Waaah, so that's why you're sad? Pregnant again at the duty?"
I nodded my head, although it was not that simple. "I'm sorry for what I said as if it provoked you a while ago, Lingga. How are you doing right now?"
"Yes, it's normal. I let it all flow like water. Obviously, I want to be myself. I want to achieve my goals, and maybe if he's still waiting for me to get a job, we're just getting married."
Hearing her words, my heart felt relieved. "Thank God if that is so. I will support you to continue to grow well." I hugged him back.
I hope, if they are indeed a match, Bang Alan really turns into the best man for Lingga. However, my little heart wants ... The phallus got a lot better than him. But I don't know ... Someone already arranged.
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In the evening, I again tried to contact Mas Aren. Until now, the message I've just sent hasn't been sent.
There is a regret that rests in my heart. Supposedly, I asked the secretary of the department, Mas Aren who went the same? Huufft, patience .. patience ... My husband's home tomorrow. I'm gonna hug her, apologize to her. Hmmm, not always the surprise plan can bear sweet fruit.
The next day, I'm looking for a secretary in the department. "Good morning, Buk?"
"Oh, first lady. What was? Tumben's looking for me." Then a smile with a probing face was reflected in his countenance.
"Who's the same husband?" candelessly. Then open a student assignment that may have just been accepted.
"Hehehe, yes, Mom. Hmmm, can I ask, Mom?"
The lecturer who was concurrently the secretary of the department lifted his face again. "Don't tell me you don't know where your husband is?"
I was shocked enough to get that exact question. "Oh, no, Mom. I'd like to ask who he's going there with?"
"Ooh. Mr. Aren left with representatives of the university there. Yes, it was sudden, his task order. But, don't worry! The representative already knew she was married." Then he laughed crisply.
I remember the beautiful woman who walked with him at that time. Maybe he's the one from the next campus.
"Did you have a representative contact from there?"
The Secretary of the Department glanced at me and smiled faintly. "You're worried he'll bother your husband?"
"No, Ma. Nope. Just in case."
The secretary of the department opened her phone, and mentioned the number and name I could call. "Thank you, ma'am," I said and immediately left the place.
The contact was just in case, if tonight, Mas Aren has not returned as well. I hope what I'm worried about doesn't happen.
Until eleven o'clock in the evening, I didn't stop going back and forth feeling unsettled. Ah, is it okay if I make a call to the contact that the secretary of the department gave me at this hour?
Time goes on but Mas Aren hasn't arrived yet. I kept texting him, but I didn't come in either.
Ah, I immediately got up, took the key, and went downstairs wanting to open the door.
"Where are you going?"
I was startled by the voice of the Father that appeared suddenly from behind. "I'm going to the police station, sir. I want to report my husband's disappearance without word."
In a faint way, Mr.'s forehead wrinkled and glanced at the wall clock that had shown at two in the morning. "It's been too late. You just rest! Your face's been very haggard these past few days. We know you can't sleep since your husband left. Now rest! Everything's gonna be okay."
"But, Sir. I wouldn't be able to calm down if my husband didn't have this news."
"Yes, you know. I'll accompany you to report. But after morning comes!"
I looked at the face of my father who was worried about me. I don't want to be like this. I can't make my parents worry. I finally gave up, went back into the room.
My face kept staring at the clock on the wall. For some reason, the morning felt so long.
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I walked down the hospital hallway. My feet kept moving on their own until I didn't know where this pair of legs was going to take me?
I stopped right in front of the door labeled 'Madaver'
I don't know if there's any force I can push that door on all of a sudden. Slowly but surely, this time my steps felt heavier. I rubbed the stomach that felt vibrating on the inside.
"Do you feel as scared as I do?"
My feet felt stiff to see the rows of brangkar neatly lined with white cloth. Where am I supposed to go? I don't want to believe it's him. He's not here. He's still alive!
I stepped back, I wasn't ready for what I was afraid of.
dugh
I hit someone behind me. I'm lyrically, it turns out there there Bang Alan grinned staring at one cage with certainty.
"Why do you doubt? Do you want me to help you open it?"
I shook my head. "No! He's still alive. He'll stay with us." I stepped back and turned around and wanted to not believe what was my concern.
Suddenly, Bang Alan pulled my hand in and dragged me to follow in his footsteps. "You should see for yourself! Look at her!" Bang Alan pulled the rough white cloth and threw it.
I saw that face, the face that I miss bleaching. No way! No way! The feet keep stepping back.
"NO WAY! IT CAN'T BE!"