One Night Tragedy With Friends
Episode 14

"Sir, help me set up the tent!" shouted the Son, while the one who was told was currently playing a game on his phone.

"Yes, a minute!" answer Abimana.

The son clucked and approached his friend. "Come Abi!" The son pulled Abimana's hand, making the man's cell phone almost fall if he did not catch it quickly. With a feeling of arrogance and laziness, Abimana also helped Putra put up a tent. One knows his friend named Bagas, only the head bobbles at the behavior of the two of them.

After finishing putting up the tent, the two of them took a break sitting in front of their tent.

"Beautiful and kind Queen, it is not wrong that Jean gets a wife like her," said Abimana while looking at the Queen who was chatting with her juniors with a sweet smile, The son looked at the Queen.

"Yes right, just try there are other women like the Queen in this world, I will definitely make her a wife" said the Son. They don't know if Jean's eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Have you satisfied with my wife?" cynical Jean stared intently at the two men who were still busy talking and gazing towards the Queen.

"I forgot to have a handler" the son whispered to Abimana, and succeeded in giving them both goosebumps at the sight of Jean's deadly gaze. The Son and Abiman quickly diverted their attention by helping their other friends. They were both afraid of getting mentally upset when Jean went on a blackboard later.

The queen who was already on her sign could only watch Jean from afar her feelings were not good. She was afraid that Jean would ignore her and she was also very worried about Jean because her husband had just recovered but the man also did not want to apologize to her first because the one who provoked her emotions was her husband.

Drrtt...

Her phone vibrated at the sign of an incoming message, the Queen quickly opened it.

Hi my Queen, I am now staring at you your pretty face from a distance. I hope soon I can see and touch your face at close range.

The Queen's heart was racing after reading the message, she immediately frowned looking for the person who sent it. But darling, the Queen doesn't know the mysterious person.

For almost 2 months now or after she married Jean, the Queen often gets messages from the mysterious person. The person often sends him obscure messages, sometimes freaking the Queen out. But the Queen never told Jean about the message.

In the evening all the students were gathered in the open field which became the center of Dandelion University camp, they sat in a circle in the middle of a bonfire that warmed their bodies from the cold that hit the skin.

Jean and the Queen sat far away, making their friends astonished.

"Well, Jean grew up with the Queen sitting far apart. Usually it is also like the glue of a mouse, clinging to a mute," whispered the Son to Abimana who sat beside him .

Abimana who was busy snacking nodded her head in approval to the words of the Son.

"You're snacking mulu not share!" The new son realized that Abimana had been continuously snacking whether how many packs of Snack had been spent.

"You don't have to be greedy to be people!" cibir Abimana took away the snack from the Son who was about to take his favorite food.

"Just I want to ask for it in a greedy katain. For a little!" reply Putra who began to aggressively take Abimana snack.

"You eat the sand with the grass. Don't disturb my snack!"

"What a tickle, you bastard!" maki Son.

"Where, Son!" shouted Bu Anggi who had listened to the two men's debate.

"This, Ma. Abhimana stingy does not want to share his Snack," fought Son like a child.

"I share, Mom. But later in the tent," said Abimana who did not want to be blamed.

Bu Anggun just shook his head to see the behavior of Abimana and the Son who was like a child.

Opening camp has finished at 10 p.m., students return to their respective tents to prepare the condition of their bodies to be fit for tomorrow can start other activities.

The Queen tried to close her eyes trying to sleep, but she remembered the message from the mysterious person that made the Queen so agitated. Either the Queen wants to hug her husband, maybe this is because of the effect of her pregnancy hormones.

"Hiks." The queen began to sob.

Vina who heard the Queen crying was immediately shocked and woke up, it was fortunate that she had not slept soundly.

"Why are you, Queen? How crying? Is anyone sick?" vina asked worriedly while holding the Queen's forehead.

Instead of subsiding, the Queen's cry became more and more so. "Huhuhoo.."

"Yes my. What's the matter, Queen? Tell me!"

"I want Jean ... I want to hug him" said the Queen, covering her face with both palms. It made Vina instantly gawk.

"Huh? Don't joke, Queen. Time to hug Jean alone, you become a cry gini?" vina said in disbelief plus confused.

"I want Jean, to meet her and hug her, hiks ..."

"Yes, I sent a message to Jean to get her here" Vina said. Rather than the crying of his best friend, he would rather tell Jean immediately.

Before long their tent was knocked from the outside, Vina swiftly opened the tent zipper and can be seen Jean was already in front of the tent with Abimana.

"Queen why?" asked Jean with a flat look. He saw the Queen in a sleeping position while covering her face with both palms.

"I don't know either, Jean. He suddenly cried and wanted to meet you" explained Vina.

After that Vina came out of the tent to make room for Jean to calm the Queen.

Abimana told Vina to sleep in her tent with Jean. While later he will sleep in the tent of the Son who is indeed one tent with Bagas. Vina agrees, believing Jean will definitely sleep with the Queen and Vina does not want to disturb the couple.

Jean turned the Queen over, but the wife still covered her face sobbing.

"Why cry?" asked Jean in a still flat voice.

The queen just nodded.

"If you don't want to talk, let me go now" Jean threatened.

Hearing that, the Queen immediately put away her hand and looked at Jean who was on it. He immediately changed his position to sit while continuing to wipe away the trace of his tears.

The two also looked at each other. The queen curled her lips down. "I'm gonna hug, okay?" ask the Queen for permission.

Jean shook her head, "Why?" Jean was still angry with the Queen because she was still close to Reza. Yet Jean often commemorates the Queen, if she should not be close to any man except Jean.

"You hug you, hiks!" The queen cried again, and she took Jean by the hand.

"Why have you been ignoring me all day?" jean asked, letting go of the Queen's grasp.

"Oh yeah? Then why is it that every time we look at you, you just take your eyes off of me?" ask Jean cynically.

"I don't know why it could be this sorry for you" said the Queen.

"Because of the trouble in the car?"

"Yes, I don't know why it's this sensitive when you say that." The queen looked at Jean's eyes intensely.

"I'm back!" jean said he was about to get out of the tent, but quickly the Queen prevented him.

"Jean, I haven't been hugged yet" the Queen said as she held back the tip of the shirt worn by Jean.

Jean turned back to face the Queen and hugged her body maybe only 3 seconds after she let go of her embrace.

"Have you? Now I'm back."

"Please don't be like this, Jean." The Queen's heart ached being treated coldly like that by Jean.

"Why not be like this, huh? Please explain!" Jean took off the Queen's hand, which was holding her shirt.

"I can't" said the Queen.

"You think I can see you ignoring me? Do you think I can see you with other men?" jean's anger restrained her.

The Queen just shook her head, she didn't know why today she was so sensitive and the Queen never intended to make Jean jealous. The queen inched back, free it to hold Jean to her arms. Her tears shed again, the Queen immediately wiped them off violently.

The queen laid her body curled up, her chest rising and falling with difficulty she neutralized her breath from the sobs that came out of her mouth.

"You just go, Jean. I won't hold you back anymore" the Queen softly shrieked in a trembling voice holding back her cries from coming out.

Jean closed his eyes for a moment, then rubbed his face rough, he had gone too far with his wife. Jean tried to neutralize his anger, then approached his wife, his hand turning the Queen's body to look at her.

"Open your eyes!" jean commands it when he sees the Queen closing her eyes.

"You just go!"

"Open your eyes, Queen!"

"Go, Jean!"

"I said open your eyes, Queen!" Jean slightly raised her tone until the Queen opened her eyes and looked at Jean.

Jean's hands stretched out to wipe away the Queen's tears. Then, he pulled the Queen's hand to sit down, now that the two of them had faced each other again.

THE CUP!

Jean kisses the Queen's forehead long enough and affectionately, then she pulls the Queen's waist until the woman sits on her lap. His hands were coiled around the Queen's waist, hugging the tiny body while stroking his wife's long and black hair.

"I'm bad, huh?" jean asked softly, his tone inversely proportional to the one before.

The Queen shook her head, "I have been ignoring you all day" the Queen said. He also put his hands around Jean's neck.

As they hugged, Jean finally broke the hug. His hands were directed at removing the traces of the Queen's tears still coming out.

"Not crying anymore."

"I still want to hug you." The queen hugged Jean again, hiding her face in the neck of her husband.

"Now sleep, it's been a night, baby. Not good for pregnant women to sleep late." Jean took off the Queen's embrace.

"Yes, but sleep while hugging you?" the Pinta Queen.

"But it's not nice if you know the same kids and lecturers even though we've been men-"

"Yes you've come out, I'm going to bed" the Queen quickly cut. He began to descend from Jean's lap. Then the Queen made her bed and lay down again.

"Anged?" asked Jean to lay her body down and immediately hugged the Queen from behind, the scent of roses coming from the Queen's hair immediately burst into Jean's nose.

The queen responded only with a headband, her hands clasping Jean's hand on her waist.

"I'm going to sleep, you go back to your tent" the Queen said.

"I want to accompany you" said Jean.

"No need!"

Jean did not stay silent he turned the Queen and directly put his lips to his wife's lips. Melu.matnya slowly and gently.

"If you sleep don't turn your back on your husband, I don't like that" Jean said in a heavy tone after letting go of her kiss.

"Hiks."

"Don't cry, why cry again? Our son will be sad too, dear." Jean carried the Queen's body into his arms while stroking the back of his wife's head.

"You're still mad at me, I told you to sleep hugging you don't want to!" The queen wept as she rebelled in Jean's arms.

Jean added tightly to his embrace, his lips he put on the Queen's forehead even though his wife was still rebelling, over time the Queen had not rebelled even he returned Jean's embrace.

"Are you calm?" asked Jean to look at the Queen's face on the chest of her field.

"Hem," the Queen murmured because she was basically very sleepy.

"If you go straight to sleep, I'll keep you up until morning" Jean said, patting the Queen's back as she put the baby to bed.

Before long Jean heard the regular roar of breath from his wife a sign that the Queen was asleep. Jean's lips were attracted to form a thin smile.

"I love you my Queen, don't be angry with me anymore" Jean said, peeping over the Queen's head.

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