Loving a Second Cousin (Can't Turn Away)
Prepare to carry my child

Rega was still pensive in his room for 9 days 13 hours 47 minutes he refrained from seeing his cousin, he was designing something, a plan that was quite desperate and beyond limits, he said, but he has no other choice, Dhira must he marry whatever the consequences.

Rega does not want to return to the loss of his lover for the umpteenth time, he has been patient for several years.

'Dhira. I'm sick come to my apartment if you don't want to see my body buried in the ground tomorrow.' Rega sent him a message, and Rega was sure the message Dhira had read a while ago.

Rega was very confident that Dhira would meet him.

Rega's principle this time, if the smooth path can not expose his cousin, the dirty road will he take.

The man drank alcohol, so that later he would be immune if Dhira pleaded, he would not let go.

The woman thought that if Rega was really sick, there was no suspicion in her heart at all. Therefore, after bathing he went to his cousin's apartment, he also lied to his father if he would go to his own apartment, because he did not want his intention to be halanhi by his father. Nadhira did not want the man to finish himself off.

Dhira knocked on the door several times but got no answer.

"Mas Rega's. Mas Rega, I'm coming!"

Because he still did not get an answer, Dhira decided to enter his cousin's apartment. Dhira quickly pressed the door password.

"Mas Rega."

Dira was still searching, the dark room made it difficult for her eyesight so Dhira tried to find a light switch on the wall near the door.

There was no Rega there, probably in his room. That's how Dhira thinks.

"Mas Rega." Dhira still called when he opened the door of the room of a single child.

The pungent smell of alcohol instantly welcomed the arrival of the beautiful woman.

Amidst the dimness of the room that only shone moonlight from the window, Dhira was able to see the figure of a cousin who was in his car, the handsome man was enjoying champagne from his bottle directly.

"Mas Rega." Dira approached and the 'Ting' sound of the bottle kicked the woman's leg, not just one but several. Make Dhira a little careful in her steps.

"Mas Rega."

"You're finally coming." Rega was heard laughing and after crying, it was clear from his voice he was a desperate adult man.

Rega. "You came because I was afraid to turn it off. You still care about me, don't you?" Rega asked expectantly, her eyes looking bright between the dimness of the room.

"Of course I care, you're my cousin I don't want anything to happen to you." Dhira expressed his concern.

"I don't want to be cared for as a cousin. I want you to think of me as the man you love." Rega yelled at Dhira, the woman took two steps back because she was surprised by the response of the man whom Dhira was convinced was drunk.

Rega immediately stood up from his seat. "Tell me if you love me Dhira!" Rega again shouted until Rega's ears also felt stiff by his own scream.

"Say."

PYARR ...

Rega slammed the champagne bottle in his hand, the yellow-red liquid spilled, the old expensive water spilled, even it seemed that the liquid was older than his second age.

"Mas Rega." she said

Dhira's lips are already shaking. Not because of the cruelty, he was also afraid of his own cousin.

Dhira intends to escape but his steps are lost quickly by the man's hand movements.

"Where are you going?" there was anger in his reddened eyes.

"Let go of me Rega." Dhira tried to remove his cousin's cheque on his left hand.

"You won't be able to run away from me. You're mine."

Dhira was already crying, I swear by whatever Dhira saw the devil on the lips of his cousin who was grinning.

"Today you're in fertile days. Prepare to carry my son." Dhira who had rebelled had instantly become frozen in place.

"No."

Dhira shook his head.