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Bastian had just hugged a bolting pillow wanting to sleep, but the sound of knocking from his bedroom door interfered, his sleeping ritual.
Gts .... Gts ….
'Ih ... basic intruder!'
The knocking sound was very weak as if timid, but willing, he thought Rara changed her mind to wish to agree to a request to try her possessions.
“Dasar ... all women are the same,” he said laughing cynically. He did not open it, he was lazy, because honestly he only joked to talk like that to Rara, he had no intention of doing it with his house assistant.
Bastian closes his ears with a pillow and turns off the light, but the knock doesn't stop either, he gets annoyed and thinks Rara is very annoying, he walks and opens the door.
“What the hell! you are very disturbing,” said Bastian with an annoyed face. But what she saw was not what she thought, Rara looked pale like cotton with her back bent, holding the abdomen, she moaned with sweaty forehead, a lump of corn.
“Please me ....,” his voice is small hoarse hardly heard.
“You why Ra?” Bastian takes Rara to the couch.
“My stomach hurts.” He groaned and curled up in pain and it seemed to be very painful because his hands shook and his body shivered.
“Yes, yes alright, what should I do?” ask Bastian to panic.
“Belikan drug below in the pharmacy,” said Rara, increasingly moaning, because it feels more pain and cramping.
For women who have experienced it, the pain is incredible. Because the author also experienced something like that.
“Iya, what is the name of the medicine?”
“Say for women who experience dimonore, come month,” said Rara.
“But what medicine is it? but not poison’kan? because I just heard today that name.”
“It's medicine for menstruating women.”
“Haaa? but I'm not your husband or boyfriend how I do it.”
“ Yes you are not my husband, but you will be the one to eliminate me later, if you do not quickly buy it , I will die now”, his voice is getting slower.
“Eh? Fine, baik” Bastian rushed towards the elevator to the bottom of the pharmacist, but after getting tired of coming down and arriving at the pharmacy he forgot to bring money, because he was in a hurry.
“Iya, I forget to bring a wallet,” said Bastian in front of the cashier when he wanted to pay. He had to run to the elevator, go up again. When she came down, Rara called her again.
“All sanitary pads yes, if you can have the wings.” Rara said she still looked in pain.
He was confused between refusing what to say, because he was embarrassed to have to buy sanitary napkins, maybe if only medicine was not so much of a problem, he said,
“Haaa? I don't want to buy it, I'm ashamed,” Bastian looked at Rara, but seeing a woman in such pain, he finally wanted to, too, he finally wanted to,
‘Ah, shit instead of quiet even more crowded sih’ Bastian batin.
He ventured to buy the medicine that had been separated because he had already come, because the money he was not brought, he was forced to return again.
“Mbak buy sanitary napkins, yes,” Bastin said in a small voice, saying,
“Oh” well mas,” sahut with a gaze of investigating eyes, everyone in the apartment environment already knows Bastian an artist who is still single, even rumored various gossip news, and, if he does not like women.
“You winged what is plain mas?”
“Haaa! what does it mean?” bastian asked with his face burning, because it held in shame, because there were several adult women who were queuing behind him. Of course they smiled at Bastian who was confused, he wore a jacket and a hat to disguise his appearance.
“What does his wife want to wear with extra adhesive, for the pads his wife wears?” said the woman behind Bastian, giving little explanation. Fortunately he was wearing a black mask of glasses and a hat, so no one recognized him, only the apothecary had the chance to see his face earlier.
“Iya,” Bastian answered quickly and hastily, in fact, he left his change. He was increasingly, feeling uneasy because the woman who lined up with him whispered to his friend. Bastian stepped quickly away from his pharmacy.
He cursed along the way, he wanted to be angry, but did not know who to be angry with, when he arrived at his apartment Rara was still curled up, had even fallen from the sofa and was on the floor, and was still on the floor, grimacing in pain with sweat drenching his entire face.
Bastian sighed, it was impossible to scold Rara under such circumstances. He helped her and carried her back, then put her to bed on the couch, gave her the medicine she bought instead of feeling better, she was in even more pain. Rara was grimacing in pain and crying holding her stomach.
Bastian who saw it confused what to do. He just looked at the woman in a panic he was afraid if anything happened to blame later he too.
“What's so sick? What can I do?” ask Bastian sincerely,
“Sick once I'm not strong, please press here.” Rara pulled Bastian's palm and placed it on her stomach, asking him to press down firmly. ”Please press strong, I can't take it anymore.” Rara was crying in pain,
“Alright, alright what happened why just this time? Last month like this too?” Bastian, suppressing it strongly, suddenly the allergy in women disappeared. Seeing Rara in constant pain she opened the internet on her phone with one hand, finding out about Rara's experience.
“Good wait a minute.” Bastian put the warm water into the bottle and placed it in Rara's stomach.
“Usually I save the medicine before it comes months, but this time I forgot to buy.”
He looks like a very considerate lover. But Rara still grimaced not feeling the warmth of the bottle, He was forced to leave Ara's clothes up to show how smooth the flat stomach of the woman, for a moment he swallowed his savannah, he said, he never expected, if the maid who works to have a sexy body.
But he brushed off his mind and started turning –mutar that warm bottle on the surface of Rara's flat stomach.
“Please –hit also my waist and back” it hurts too.” Ara said to be turning her back on Bastian
“Oh yes alright.” The two hands worked on her stomach and hit her back and waist.
“OH, pain.” Rara still grimaced, this time, she curled up even more. His hand squeezed firmly, Bastian's arm just above his belly. “I can't take it anymore," he said curled up
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