Love Trap Duren Ansa (Duda Cool Son One)
Ngambek Mode
After dinner, Martin returns to his room to see if Elea is awake. Martin was worried too because the pregnant woman had not eaten dinner, and this afternoon he did not know exactly what Elea was eating, of course it made the man more worried.
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Martin opened the door of his room and saw Elea was up sitting on the headboard of the bed, making Martin a little relieved.
"You're awake? wanna eat? you want something?" ask Martin streak.
"Om, i...." Elea hesitated to say something.
"What do you want? tell me" said Martin gently, rubbing Elea's head.
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Elea suddenly hugged Martin's waist tightly, as if she had not hugged him for a long time.
"What's wrong?" Martin was confused, but tried to calm down until his wife was willing to tell a story.
"I miss Om so much" said Elea, making a smile appear on Martin's lips.
"You want something?" martin asked, not usually Elea insisted like this, Martin thought if there was something Elea wanted.
"I don't want anything"
"Alright then, let's go down. You haven't had dinner yet, sorry my future son must be starving" Martin took Elea's hug and pulled her hand out of the room.
"Is there any food you want?" ask Martin down the stairs.
"Seafood fried rice"
"All right, I'll call Minah mbok" said Martin.
"Om" prevented Elea made Martin look at her questioningly.
"I want to eat some seafood fried rice made by Om" great-grandson Elea lowered her head.
"What....?" Martin was surprised by Elea's request, cooking fried rice? sure enough, even Martin couldn't even just cook instant noodles, let alone fried rice?.
"El, it's not that I don't want to. But the problem is that I can't cook" Martin honestly, if forced to cook, Martin is afraid Elea poisoned the food, the more troublesome the business.
"Seek to make Minah mbok yes, because I really can't cook" said Martin.
"Yes, no need then. I'm not hungry" Elea said with a disappointed face.
"El don't do that, you haven't had dinner. Don't you feel sorry for the baby in your stomach?" martin reminded Elea that there is life in her body.
"I'll just drink some milk" Elea breezed into the kitchen to make a glass of chocolate milk.
"Ckk.." decak Martin was upset because his wife's childish nature now appears again, but forcing yourself to cook is also not the right choice.
"What if we buy seafood fried rice outside?" so, Martin, a glass of milk is not enough for his wife and children, right? Elea must still eat rice, because not necessarily this afternoon pregnant woman eating rice.
"El, come on, don't be like this. You're not a child anymore, there's our child-to-be who needs food, you can't be selfish, and stop being childish" said Martin, repressive, making Elea's heart pinched at her husband's pus.
"I'm sorry, if you've been burdened with my childish attitude, and I'm sorry if I'm a selfish wife" Elea said withholding the pain in her heart. The feeling of the pregnant woman was very sensitive, and getting words of pearl from the husband, like a wound that was splashed with lime juice.
"El, I don't mean like..."
"I know what Om means, don't worry. I'll make sure Om's son doesn't starve" Elea said, drinking Milk and leaving Martin in the kitchen.
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Having just woken up from her sleep, it was impossible for Elea to go into the room and sleep again, her eyes were still very bright and not sleepy at all. Elea chose to sit in the rear garden gazebo breathing the cold night air.
The pregnant woman smiled wryly with her hands stroking her distended stomach, many thoughts raging in her brain, she hoped to lean on Martin, but it seemed impossible.
"My son" said Elea repeated the words of Martin who often called the child in the womb Elea is his child, Martin rarely said if the fetus is our child, always my son and my son.
"It seems I don't mean anything in Om Martin's life" said Elea, her mind glaring far away.
"Who am I?" elea said, realizing herself if she was nobody, only the woman who was accidentally married to Martin Hariz a wealthy widower who owned a famous company to foreign countries.
"Mother" said Elea, she really misses the figure of Mother, she wants to know what kind of woman who gave birth to her, where is the woman? is that worthless of him? if it was like that, why was there such a great longing in Elea's heart for a woman whom she did not know her name and appearance?.
"I just want to have a place to lean, and a home to go home to" Elea murmured of her fate, forced strong by circumstances, forced into adulthood by fate, and forced bravely by life, but there are times when a weak and fragile soul needs a backrest that can protect and provide a sense of security. He wanted to have a place that he could call home, to be his goal if tired of the weight of life, a house whose door is always open and accepts himself without but. As strong and as strong as Elea lives, she is still a woman who needs to be spoiled and protected.
Martin saw Elea from a distance, and the pregnant woman looked at the darkness of the sky, as if it were scattered with stars. Though there were only dark clouds and flashes of lightning indicating that it would soon rain, Martin saw Elea rubbed his cheeks, it seemed that his wife was crying.
"Huffff" Martin sighed. "Have I gone too far?" martin murmured, seeing Elea's reaction after she said her mutiara words.
Not wanting to add to the problem, Martin approached Elea in the back garden. He intended to bring his wife in, it would be impossible if Martin stayed asleep while Elea was still in the snack mode? even though Martin is insensitive, Martin is not a man who would let his wife alone outside.
"El, come on in. It's late, it's gonna be raining" Martin approached Elea.
Noiseless, without seeing Martin. The pregnant woman got up from her seat and went straight into the house, making Martin again sigh heavily. But she was grateful because Elea according to what she said.
Upon arrival in the room, Elea went straight to the bathroom to clean herself up. She felt a little relieved that she was crying, and her stomach was a little hungry, but she could still hold it until tomorrow morning. The woman is very hopeful that if the baby can be invited to work together to fast first tonight, Elea promises tomorrow she will give a lot of food for the baby.
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