The Happily Ever After
Sharing Mothers.

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Her world stopped spinning, her heart was crumbling, her mind was raging, whatever and how Irma was now, the woman just wanted to cry, but with all her strength was resistant, however his common sense can still function properly, he is very embarrassed if he had to cry in a taxi and witnessed by a stranger sitting in front of him.

Irma's right hand continued to stroke her stomach that had been slightly rounded, as if she knew the existence of her mother now, the tiny baby continued to feel vibrating in there.

It's okay baby, we'll be fine.

[Hallo.]

–Sri please close shop well!

[Loh, why? we've only opened a few hours.]

–I go there now, all dessert enter the box fill six only, then divide well.

[Are you okay Dara ma'am?]

–Not Sri, I'm not okay.

[You come by my hostel?

–Boleh, but like him I want to go further, how about we go to the top, to your parents' house?

[We'll be obrolin later if mom's here.]

Irma nodded, as if Sri saw it from a distance, then the phone connection was cut off and Irma kept her phone back in the bag.

Almost an hour Irma was sitting in a car seat that was running at medium speed, circling the streets of the capital Jakarta that always looked crowded and caused congestion everywhere.

"This is the fare sir, thank you!"Said Irma then pushed the car door and immediately got out.

With a little stride Irma ran straight into her cake shop.

It looks Sri and her friends are storing cakes that they sell into small boxes to share.

"Sri let's go to your hostel!"Tell Irma."Fina, Nur sama Siti share the same box clean shop well?"Said Irma then in her third noduki.

"Bring a few boxes for your mother or sodara, is it okay for me to go home first?"Ask Irma.

"It's okay mom."Reply Nur.

"Shop lock is held well, later I send a bonus to your account."Clearly Irma then nodded towards Sri, in order to leave with her immediately.

Irma and Sri immediately got out of the store, then approached Sri's parked motorbike.

"Mother why?"Ask Sri.

"Later on, I want to cry this! hayu's leaving."Her great-grandson quietly while holding back her voice that was already heard vibrating.

Sri nodded, then turned on her motorbike, then drove after Irma sat in the back seat.

Sri continued to advance his motorbike tampa many questions, several times Sri glanced at the rearview mirror to see Irma who was sitting behind her.

The woman was crying, her hands were constantly moving trying to wipe away her tears.

"To the apartment or to my boarding house?"Sri shouted.

"To kostan you alone Sri."Answer her.

Sri nodded.

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–Czech..

Irma immediately pushed the boarding door that Sri had just opened, then fell her body on a small mattress, and put her face between the slits of the pillow.

The sound of sobbing began to sound soft, Sri just sat down and fell silent, watching Irma who was crying sobbing.

Lama Sri looked at Irma's body, then rose to bring a glass of warm water to make the pregnant woman a little calm.

"Mom, get a drink!"Sri said then put a glass of warm white water on a small table beside her bed.

A moment of Irma's crying stopped, then she got up and grabbed the glass filled with warm water.

"Don't keep it simple by myself, I'm here.Can you tell me if you want to."Sri Clearly.

"I don't know where to tell you!"Irma's voice was slow.

"From anywhere, I don't want to find out, but I'll just be a listener."Reply Sri.

Irma was silent.

"Yes, thankfully I don't eat Sri people."Irma started to smile thinly, but there was still the rest of her sobs.

Sri went straight out, carrying two packs of noodles in her hands.

Again Irma again remembered Tania's statement, that the girl had a special relationship with her husband long enough.

I can forgive everyone, but not infidelity.

Irma's thoughts immediately overshadowed what Zaydan was treating Tania when they were both, especially when the two were in the car, whatever they did she thought.

"Ngggghhh, you are evil Za, you are evil, torch,.hiks,.."Irma was crying again.

After Irma died alone in the room, the end of Sri returned after a few minutes with a tray and two bowls of noodle soup to her beloved boss's tribe.

"Byeah! even sleep."Squeak Sri slowly, then put a tray containing the noodle bowl on the floor.

Slowly Sri approached, then tried to build Irma to fill her stomach first.

"Mom!"Sri patted her arm slowly.

"Mom, the noodles are done."Call Sri back.

But Irma never woke up, the woman looked tired until she could fall asleep with the orangan that was seen quite uncomfortable, one leg that looks dangling down.

The sound of vibrations in Irma's bag is heard, long Sri saw Irma, then brought her small bag after feeling Irma was quite sound and impossible to wake up when Sri was opening her bag.

"Sorry mom I'm so sassy!"Her great-grandson was slow.

"Yes Sri is okay, you I'm sorry!"Sri is back to voice.

Slowly Sri opened the small bag, then reached into the flat object and exuded it.

"Sir Zaydan!"Sri Gumam."Wow two hundred missed calls."Sri whispered back.

The call from Zaydan came back in, and Sri carefully looked up and received a phone call from her boss' husband.

–Hallo sir?

[Hallo, who is this? where is my wife?!

–This is me, Sri.Bu Irma is sleeping.

[Where are you?]

–Bu Irma is at my boarding house, don't worry sir, leave it like this first, like her mom needs time to calm down.

[My wife told me?]

–No, mom just keeps crying and looks tired.

[Thank you, I'll pick him up tonight, just send him your home address.]

–Iya sir.

After the phone connection was cut off, Sri again approached Irma to put the object back in Irma's bag.

"Mom let's eat! I'm done."Sri was a little screaming.

Irma's eyes blinked, then straightened her body and sat on the edge of the mattress.

"Sorry to sleep."Her muttering.

"Yes until the noodles are cold again."Sri smiled.

"Mom can sleep again when you eat!"Sergey Sri is back.

Irma smiling.

"Thank you for being my family, when all of them died I was alone."

"I'm right here, near my mom."Sri smiled."Mother always looks tough, but all of it must be hard is not, stay alone and no sodara who cares with us, his samahal with me, I have a lot of sodara, I have a lot of sodara, but my mom always finds it hard because they don't care."Irma said back.

"Then bring your mother here, so that you can share your mother with me, take it easy I won't make it hard."Irma chuckles.

"Let's try."Sri nodded.

With her voraciously eating noodles made by Sri, the two of them were seen laughing when a lot of jokes were thrown from each other.

...TBC🥀🥀🥀...

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