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Again Shena suddenly wanted a strange, strange food that had not been served finally wrapped because Fajar forced to immediately take the woman to the hospital, there was one thing that made the handsome man very curious.
"The banana leaves, not the banana?" ask Shena.
"You're just making a pack, honey."
"Yes, but want the same fruit, if you can not be crooked, yes" he asked again who was not answered by Fajar.
The man pulled Shena's hand out of the dining room towards a side door that could be directly through to the car garage. There, luxury vehicles have been lined up neatly because the residents of the main house have returned home and returned from their respective activities.
"What the hell, A'?" shena asked curiously after Fajar called the hospital, he could do it because this time I had their trip between by one of the drivers.
Dawn must inform about his arrival so that when he gets there, of course, everything has been prepared.
"Check you" replied Dawn.
"I why? am I not good, right?" ask back to the confused Shena herself.
Dawn is still silent because his mind has now drifted where, want to guess but he is afraid of disappointment, disappointed, while he no longer has the power to know what happened to his late wife who acted very strangely extraordinary.
As he ordered at home, he now opened a package of fried rice that was only cooked with onions. Dawn began to feed Shena while listening to the woman tell a story or occasionally complain, fortunately this time he ate voraciously without any drama of nausea and vomiting that had occurred while at the office, he said, or also rice that day in flops in Phiu ketek first.
"Udah, full," Shena shakes her head, she also dodges when Fajr seduces her for spending.
Now, it did not feel they had arrived, Dawn went down first and stretched out her hand when Shena was also about to get out of the car.
"Not injected, right?"
"Son, tar in his injection is the same Aa yes," replied Fajar.
"A doctor?" the real Ledek Shena was only insinuating but only in reply to a small smile.
The two walked to one of the floors between nurses, their destination directly to Doctor Obgyn's room as predicted by Dawn.
"Good night, ladies and gentlemen," said the young Doctor with glasses perched on the shaft of his nose.
"Good night, Doc."
"Are there any complaints from Miss?" asked the doctor, who was asked instead glanced at the husband who was looking at him as well.
"There are, a lot," answered Shena who suddenly sniffed until Dawn was astonished and then scrunched her forehead.
"Can you please explain what the complaints are, Miss," asked the doctor who felt his room was now even gripping.
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Aa nih, love the story of Bubu to other women, hold hold another woman, deck with each other women, kesel!!!
Not that Dung Dung Pret 😭😭😭..
Wrong woy answer 🙄
Btw, gk so holiday Up because in your do'ain.. Haturnuhun yes, 🥰🥰