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The stain becomes the 2nd
Hi friends, SHy wants to promote SHy's new work titled Noda to be the 2nd. Like this is the front cover.
Synopsis
It has fallen down the stairs. It seems like it's a perfect proverb to describe a beautiful girl named Emila. After the relationship ran aground due to the presence of the second person, now he must feel second to a married man because he was pregnant with the man's child after a hot night and he was declared pregnant.
The offer of marriage as a form of responsibility from the man who had planted the seeds in his womb made Emila could not refuse because she did not want to make her mother embarrassed and finally get bad treatment from the people around her.
What is the fate of Emila after marriage to be the second while the first wife of the man does not know their secret marriage? Will the man's first wife be nice to Emila or vice versa after the truth is revealed considering that the man's first wife is declared difficult to have a child?
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Footage
Emila stared at the two rectangular objects that showed the result of line two with trembling bodies and two glazed eyeballs. "How is this?" He asked stammered while grasping the two rectangular objects. "What should I tell my mom? Mama must be very disappointed!" The woman looked more confused. Tears are falling more and more soaking up the cheeks.
He saw a photo on the wall of his room. It was a picture of his mother and himself when he was a child. "Mama.pardon Mila." Her speech.
The woman's body just slumped onto the floor. He bent his legs and dropped his face on both knees. "Where's this? Hows it? What should I tell Mama? Should I be honest? Mama would be disappointed even to be angry at me." That woman looks fucked.
Today he chose not to work as usual because since a few days ago his body felt very weak what else after spewing food in his stomach this morning. His pale-looking lips were now shaking accompanied by sobs.
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"Mila?" His mother's voice called his name from outside the room.
Emila is confused. What should he answer later if his mother sees him crying at this time.
Emila did not want to make her mother wait too long at the door. With a body that felt very weak he got up and stepped limped towards the door.
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The door to the room is open. Ms. Asma was surprised to see her son's face that looked increasingly pale and wet. "Mila's? You crying?" Mom's face panicked.
Emila was unable to stem her tears until they flowed back into her cheeks. "Ma..." Emila hit the body of Bu Asthma and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry Mila, Ma." he said stammered and quietly so that Ms. Asma could not hear clearly the words of her daughter.
"Emila, what's going on, son? Why are you crying?" Ask. She was very worried about her daughter's current condition.
No answer came from Emila's mouth. All that was heard was the sound of sobbing cries that sounded so heartbreaking.
Madam Asma is certainly getting anxious. Emila's body was guided into the room and Emila was seated on the edge of the bed. "Mila... Let's tell Mama what's going on? Why are you crying? Is your body getting sick?" Ask Ms. Asma.
Emila still didn't answer. He looked at it with a guilty feeling the face of the woman who had given him into the world.
"Mila.." Ms. Asma's face seemed to be begging her daughter to answer her question.
"I'm sorry Mila, Ma." he said. Both of his shoulders began to tremble followed by his sobbing that grew louder.
"I'm sorry for what, Mila? You didn't make a mistake." Answer Ms. Asma. Still confused by his daughter's current attitude.
Emila shook her head. Mother's wrong. She made a big mistake and the mistake she made made made her pregnant. "Mila's guilty, Ma... Mila's guilty." His words are still stamped.
Ms. Asma held onto both of Emila's shoulders and asked Emila to stare at her. "What mistakes have you made, son? Tell Mama." Her request.
"Mi-mila's pregnant, Mah.." That's the only word that came out of her mouth.
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