My husband is my Prospective In-law
Poor thing

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Irene was preparing to visit her parents' house. This was her first time seeing her family, after both her parents, drove off violently when they found out that Irene was pregnant. Nervousness mixed with doubts in him, he was afraid that his parents still did not accept his explanation.

"If they still don't want to hear the explanation I'm saying, how? But hopefully with me bringing Ansel, they can believe that all this time their assessment of me was wrong," Irene's inner still pecked in front of the mirror.

At this time Irene was still staring at all the changes in her mirror reflection. Since her pregnancy, she changed 180 degrees, becoming indifferent to her appearance and using make up as necessary. Currently, Irene was only wearing a red shirt with floral patterns that made her look very simple, different from usual. Even so, Irene still looked sweet with her red lips and sparkling eyes.

After finishing with all that, now Irene immediately came out of her room and waited for the arrival of Ansel who was still preparing in her room.

"It turns out the man took longer to groom than I did. What exactly has he been doing all this time?" gerutu Irene looked at the circular time on her wrist.

Irene grew tired of waiting, because it was 1 hour, Ansel did not come out of her room. She actually wanted to go inside and pull her husband's body. But whatever the power, he was afraid that if later what he did, it would damage the mood of Ansel, which later could make him change his mind to accompany him away.

A few minutes later, Ansel came out of the room relaxed without any sense of sin, for what he did. Ansel only stared at Irene for a moment, then again stepped past Irene's body which was only dumbstruck, staring at the furious face of Ansel.

"The man is selfish. I've been waiting a long time, but he has no bases on me. Let alone apologizing, not even smiling," Irene grumbled in her heart, which finally could only harbor her regret and immediately tailed behind Ansel's body.

Suddenly, as I went down the stairs, Irene's vision was blurred and her head felt dizzy. He also grasped the handle of the stairs tightly, to help him support his body. But Ansel still continued to step up and did not know what happened to Irene, because the look in her eyes, just focused on her steps. He seemed to really not think of Irene as his wife, who should have stepped parallel, not even far in front of him and seemed to ignore his existence.

It is a pity for the fate of Irene, living her pregnancy alone, there is no attention she receives, either from her husband or both parents who are currently still hostile to her.

There is no question whether the pregnancy is okay or offering to see a gynecologist, as many other couples do, when given a child.

Though at this time Irene's condition can be said to be unhealthy, because her appetite is very decreased and she often feels nausea to vomiting, vomiting, the real thing is indeed commonplace experienced by pregnant women in this first trimester.

Irene was still silently sculpting, while continuing to hold tightly to the handle of the stairs. He sank into his daydream, lamenting the fate he now had to live. Life without the attention and love of her husband.

Suddenly Ansel patted Irene's shoulder to wake up from her daydream. "Hey, are you deaf, since I called you but you didn't answer?!" tanya Ansel sounded sniffling.

Irene gulped her saliva violently. "Sorry Ansel, I was just a little dizzy" replied the woman who was now trying to strengthen her condition which was actually weak.

Ansel smiled wryly, "Let's hunt, why are you just silent daydreaming?" ansel said with a loud voice, to be heard by Irene who was still in the middle of the stairs.

The sad-faced woman immediately nodded, without explaining her circumstances further. He immediately accelerated his footsteps, to approach Ansel who had been ignited by his anger.

The jaw of Ansel's face now looks hardened with a sharp look of eyes, staring full of anger.

Ansel looked up full of question marks, he had actually started to read, what really happened to Irene, if you look at the look on her face. But Ansel's sensitivity to Irene was very minimal, making him dismiss the anxiety that was only a few seconds, perched in his mind.

Ansel resumed his steps towards leaving the house. After arriving next to the car that was already parked there, he immediately went inside, without waiting for Irene who was still far behind him.

On arrival near the car, Irene looked confused to be sitting on the front or back bench, because Ansel left her without giving orders.

"I have to sit down where is this? The front or back seat is yes," Irene asked in her heart full of question marks.

When Irene was still sculpting beside the car, Ansel who could not stand the movement of Irene who seemed slow, immediately opened the car glass with a furious look.

"Irene, why the hell do you look like a fool? Actually so no, go to your parents' house?"

Irene was stunned by Ansel's clasping, she quickly nodded. "So, then." Only a short answer came out of the mouth of the woman who now looked very nervous.

"Then why don't you get in the car? Do you intend to walk? Yes walk there, I won't forbid you!"

Ansel stepped on the gas pedal of his car, until the car began to drive away from Irene, who immediately ran to chase the car and asked Ansel to stop.

"Ansel wait! I can't walk, because my parents' house is so far away from this house" Irene shouted for her request to be heard by Ansel.

Ansel smirked in satisfaction, having managed to prank Irene to run after him.

"Ansel please stop, my stomach hurts..." Irene's footsteps, who had originally run, were now stopped with an unusually painful stomach.

Irene squeezed her stomach tightly, her face grimacing in pain.

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