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Chapters. 170
Dusk searched for her husband's whereabouts after finishing dressing that morning. He walked cheerfully and occasionally stroked his increasingly distended stomach and grew every day.
A smile on his lips when remembering his future son will respond to anything done by Kabir.
Maybe last night Kabir's brother was overworked so he was acting weird.
Dusk stroked the top of his distended stomach, he grew impatient to see his children.
You think the same with mommy, my dear children, if your daddy must be acting strange just because of his busyness.
Dusk continued to move his feet towards the room where the gym is commonly used by Kabir. His hands continued to stroke his stomach nonstop.
Try kicking mommy if you agree with what mom says.
Her sweet smile was on the corner of her lips as her baby-to-be twins took turns kicking her.
Augh.. ah. you guys are naughty well, beware that you are born mommy will shower you kisses full of love and affection mommy.
Dusk increasingly showed a wide smile when it was clearly plastered the door of the new gym room built by Kabir specifically for her after becoming her husband Dusk.
Dusk held the two doorknobs in the hope that her husband would be in there.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim," his great-grandson Dusk.
Dusk returned his gaze around the place. She looked for her husband's whereabouts, but there was no one inside, not even a hint of someone new coming there.
"Bang Kabir! Where is my husband?" Ask Dusk.
Sanja without shouting can already know the whereabouts of anyone who is in there. Because the size of the room where it is fairly small, because it only measures six times eight square meters.
The place is reserved for all residents of the house for them to exercise. His voice echoed in the room. Until every time he screamed loudly, his voice echoed again and again until repeatedly.
Dusk wiped his sweat he was quite exhausted walking in search of Kabir, because his throat was dry enough to the trouble of screaming again.
This room is empty and tidy, I noticed bang Kabir and the others have not come here this morning.
Dusk went back to find her husband but, the result was still nil.
Do not-do brother go outside, because in the house there is not here either.
Ahh I just went back to the house, I was very thirsty and hungry too, sorry moms well want you guys to have to starve like this.
Dusk again stroked his stomach that had been turbulent rumbling, his throat was also dry need to be broken by mineral water.
Dusk walked past the carport of her car, but her black net corner saw no sports car that her husband had used to the house yesterday.
His car is also my husband is not there, is he not able to get the work he has to do on holidays like this well?
Or maybe bang Kabir has a big secret that I should not know, but if there is about what is O Allah. Why does bang Kabir keep all this a secret to me.
O Allah I am increasingly clueless with his uncharacteristic attitude bang Kabir Kasyafani.
Every time the thought that came to his mind was a lest, it kept milling around in his head.
Don't-don't bang Kabir have another woman he loves out there. Why well Allah SWT, he acts like this to me. What wrong?
Her tears that had been wanting to get away with it and finally dripping also wet her slightly chubby cheeks.
What if bang Kabir has other dream women out there, I don't want to share my husband with other women!
I can not see them have a special relationship, what about my fate. Moreover I am pregnant with her child insha Allah will be born in approximately three months.
Dusk wiped her increasingly rushing tears dripping uncontrollably and trying to be calm, but in the corner of her heart the deepest is very restless, worried and worried about her husband if Kabir turns out to be having an affair with another woman.
I will not be willing and allowed to share my husband and I also do not want mine to be seized by others.
Dusk rubbed his face with the remains of his tears that were still visible from his smooth white face. Dusk squeezes the tip of his hijab with all his strength, until the hijab is tangled so upset.
I Dusk Starla Airen will never compromise against the actor, I will give the evil actor a lesson, if proven guilty.
Dusk was so angry that she could not think clearly anymore, the shadow of her husband alone and making out with other women further aggravated and made things worse.
But what he imagined was nothing like the fact that it actually happened. Sadness, disappointment, heartache, anxiety, panic to a variety of thoughts that do not necessarily occur in reality.
Dusk immediately walked away from his home car garage. She does not want to linger there so her mind will be more complicated and ended with heartache and sadness over the mysterious attitude of her husband Kabir.
Astaughfirullahaladzim I can't think negatively of what my husband has done out there.
I have been guilty and sinful, for I have had a dirty and ugly mind. This is not good dzuudzon in others especially the husband himself.
Dusk shook his head to immediately put an end to his ugly and unkind thoughts. She must be relaxed and calm and comfortable especially she is pregnant.
Untrue thoughts and unfounded suspicions will directly destroy the entire life of a husband and wife relationship.
Dusk accelerated his steps towards the inside of his house, he did not want his condition to be seen by others, especially his family members.
Dusk walked away from the kitchen, where his grandmother, brother and mother were there.
"I cannot show this sad, broken face of mine, anyone who sees me like this will make fun of what I've been through," the twilight of the twilight who fiddled to pay attention to the situation around before climbing the steps of the stairs.
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