One Night Tragedy's
The Part 33
The reason Dakota refused Brennus' invitation to marry was not because he was selling expensively. She was very appreciative of the good intentions of the man who was willing to take responsibility for her pregnancy. It's just that he didn't want to just get married because of last night's tragedy. There's no love either. Who can guarantee a happy life? Plus Brennus just broke up with a lover. What is the assumption about him?
Third person? Oh. .. Of course the label will be embedded.
Raising your own children sounds pretty awful too. Although this is the first experience of pregnancy and it feels quite heavy because every morning must experience dizziness, nausea, laziness, and all kinds that have never been felt during healthy. However, in fact, Dakota showed that it was fine with the condition.
Dakota may not be experienced with young children. But, there is no intention to abort a fetus that is still not fully formed legs, head, or hands. It's only been eight weeks.
Several times Brennus tried to meet. Dakota never opened the door. But, every day the man always came without the slightest trepidation. It made him feel guilty for separating the biological father with his own son, and it finally opened the door as well.
“After three weeks, now you want to accept me in your apartment,” Brennus said as he stepped inside the Dakota residence.
Comfortable looking apartment for one person to live in. Brennus is quite judging in the heart, no need to say directly. Fear Dakota felt she was mocking because it was too small. The pregnant woman is very sensitive to him. As much as possible, be careful.
“What do you drink?” tawang Dakota's. He was in the kitchen and ready to open the fridge.
Want him to answer the ‘mau hanging behind your T-shirt’ but it sounds very rude. Surely Dakota can't accept that joke. Be Brennus asking for a potluck. “Yang is in your refrigerator only.”
Take a small can that says coca cola. Dakota's legs swung closer to the sofa. There was only one there, inevitably he also sat down because if on the floor must be bloated stomach.
“This.” While thrusting to Brennus. He leaned back with a rough breath, sounding very tired.
“What does our son trouble you?” brennus asked worriedly. His palm rubbed the stomach that was still flat, not yet seen if there was life in there.
Dakota's head nodded honestly. “May not if his nausea moves to you alone?”
There was a sense of guilt attacking Brennus right then and there. He's had a bad premonition as long as he can't see Dakota. Apparently true if you start to feel tired through pregnancy in the first trimester which many people say is quite torturous.
“If you can, may, here give it to me. Let me be the one who was tortured by this child.” Her hands unlicensedly pulled Dakota until the woman was now leaning against her chest.
Not having the strength to rebel, Dakota is very resigned. From morning until now has counted thirty times back and forth the bathroom just to remove the stomach contents, until it feels only the liquid that comes out.
The woman closed her eyes, enjoying a swipe from Brennus that made her comfortable. He only knew if the touch of the wide palm was able to relieve the stomach like being stirred. Dakota's like finding an antidote to the torture all along.
“Enak?”
The Dakota Chief nodded in response. “Let me sleep for a while in a position like this,”.
“By pleasure, want until tomorrow morning I do not problem,” said Brennus. Of course he's very sincere, not just a mode. “My family already knows all about your pregnancy. They want us to think immediately for the wedding.”