The Married With Teacher
Mwt chapter 35

The roars and screams became the introductory music. Tears are like an unstoppable river. A reed shreds Ghea's current feelings. Crushed melts are not left. Now, he's like a bunch of lifeless animals.

His body slumped when he reached the middle room sofa. It sits brittle right on top of a feathery carfet in tune with the sofa. Two-handed fists banging on the sofa so weak. Ghea sobbing. Roared helplessly.

“Why.... why can this happen to me?”

Who should protest against him?

To the God who has given him justice?

Or the…

In circumstances that he did not expect?

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The opening of the door and the sound of crying indicates that the woman has returned home. Gery believed that. However, the welcoming darkness made Gery's forehead frown. All the lights in the house are not on, but the afternoon is getting late and soon the sky is dark.

Gery had searched Ghea to every place that the woman often visited. Repeatedly trying to contact but always ending up failing. For that, Gery decided to go home.

Gery is shocked when the lights turn on. “Jeez, Ghea..”.

The man found Gheanya sitting on a fur carfet while he pressed his head on the sofa. The crying still came out. I don't know how long Ghea had been sobbing there until a big hand grabbed both of her shoulders later. Pressing the side of his head gently for Gery to stick it on his chest that plane.

“I'm worried, Ghe,” said Gery while tightening the warm embrace. “Don't like this again, yeah! Don't go suddenly without me again, yeah, baby!”

Driven both shoulders Ghea slowly for then the ash eyeballs looked at her deeply. She cupped both sides of Ghea's face and pinned all her fingers into her tangled hair.

“Do not worry me, baby!” Then the sexy red lips that are now grinding it kissed Ghea's forehead soft and old. Channel all the waves of flavor that mix into it.

The sadness and destruction they both had at the same time. I don't know, now what should Gery do? He himself was afraid to make a decision.

Persuading Ghea to want to perform surgical removal of the fetus and tumor? Or support the decision at risk?

“I don't want to lose our son, Mas. I don't want.” The head was shaken by Ghea despite being weak in the arms of both of Gery's big hands. The tears that seemed to be endless were unfortunately unable to stop Ghea. He hiccups. Her chest hurts. “Don't make me do that, Mas!”

Gery pulled Ghea's head back into her chest then. Repeatedly pecking the top of the hair at the same time smelling the always intoxicating aroma from there. The guy keeps a taper chin over Ghea's head.

“Doctor says you can still get pregnant even after surgery. There's still plenty of opportunities for us to have kids, baby. I don't want to take any chances if you maintain this content—“

Gery gasps and falls under the thrust of Ghea's two hands. “You're crazy, Mas. You really aren't sane! I don't want to do that.., I don't want.” The head shook hard. Ghea's body cringed as Gery tried to grab both of her shoulders.

“You can't believe it, baby! You have to think of everyone around you! Mama Sora, Papa Jordan, Mama Dian you know for yourself, she loves you so much. Papa Dika and I, Ghe. They will all be sad if you defend this content, but your own life is in danger. They—" Gery's lips clenched unable to continue. His chest hurt just imagining it, if one day the guy would lose Ghea. Which means so much to his body. He is not capable. Unable.

“Heuh...” Ghea's sweet and red lips chuckle softly and a faint slit on the head. “You're selfish, Mas." Instantly the beautiful look looked at Gery coldly. “You're afraid of losing me. Are you not afraid of losing your child? I can't believe it. There is, yes, the figure of your father like you, Mas. Selfish!”

“I'm not selfish, baby. I believe after this operation I will be given another chance to have a child—“

“If the opportunity does not exist? Are you going to keep forcing me to kill this kid?”

“If the chance for you to get pregnant again is very small, my request will remain the same.” Look at the eyes of the ashes twinkling. Fragile. Destroyed and the hope of happiness as if swallowed and no longer sticking out. “And even once you are diagnosed can not get pregnant.” Gery gulps. “I'm not going to have a problem with a child, Ghe. All I need is you, sweetheart.” Gery covers both sides of his face then. “We can still adopt a child, right?”

Gery's hurt. That was how Ghea felt when the woman looked at him.

Both of Gery's big hands were pulled by Ghea to bring her closer to her thin lips. The two hands that Ghea put together were frowned upon a long time ago. There were a few drops of tears hitting the back of the hand in the form of Gery's fist.

Ghea's eyes closed for a moment before saying something to this man in front of her that she loved so much. “I'm sorry, Mas,” said Ghea. Raise his sight later. He looked at Gery's reddened ash eyeballs. His face is tilted to one side. Grasping both of Gery's big fists in his lap.

“If that's what you want.” Highlight those watery eyes looked at Gery deeply and seriously. Even so, now on Ghea's lips that Gery saw was not a smile. Just a cold face.

“Okay, Mas.” Before continuing, Ghea took a deep breath until her claustrophobic chest rose. “I'll knock this kid out. I'm ready to lose this kid.”

A smile was seen from Gery's lips. Did ya?

“But, I will do that after you sign the divorce papers I will file, Mas.”

The smile disappeared from his lips. The pointed tip of the dagger hit Gery's heart. He laughed with pain. Gery opened his lips a little and then licked it to wet the suddenly dry lips.

“That you want my recovery, don't you, Mas? At the expense of this child.” The fiery Ghea. Even with glittering eyes full of emotion. “And before that happens. If I lose my son, you'll lose me too, Mas.” Ghea's hoarse voice was full of emphasis.

The woman stood up after letting go of Gery's handgrip on the lap. Wiping away tears that could not stop, Ghea climbed to the top floor of the house to enter the room.

For the sake of the child's life in her womb, Ghea would do anything to defend. No matter if defending will make himself tormented due to illness. No matter what they say they are selfish.

Which mother is willing that her child candidate will be eliminated?

Nothing, is it?

A mother will risk her life for the safety of her child. For the breath of life that he needs.

Ghea roared in the room later.A blast of grief he could not bear. The body was placed on the mattress while scribbling the cloth that covered his chest.

“Pa, am I right to make this decision? If Papa were here, would Papa also tell me to kill this child? I need Papa next to me.”

The woman's roar became the music of death for Gery to hear. Gery could not see. He stood in the open doorway. His eyes were wet and red.

The guy with a million charismatics was pressing his lip line. The tears that had accumulated in the pelupuk were free-falling without batting.

Gery crying…

When was the last time the guy cried?

Ah, ja. The last time Ghea lay in a coma. Almost every night, Gery cries for Ghea who does not open her eyes.

Now, with a strong defensive wall, Gery's legs were raised later. The feather karfet dampened the beat of Gery's black pantofel shoes until the man's body towered high in front of Ghea.

Ghea lifted his gaze until the gaze met with flashes that are difficult to interpret.

Slowly, Gery nodded. Folding both legs with both knees resting on a fur carfet. Pulling both hands Ghea clenched on the thigh to then pull it slowly and taped to the chest of Gery covered in an ash shirt and both hands of the shirt that has been rolled up to the elbow.

The gray eyeball stared right at Ghea's red face and swollen eyes. “Who the hell, Ghe, who wants to lose a child?” his voice was slow, hoarse and soft. “What else I haven't seen.”

Ghea folded her lips. Shut up and flinch.

“But... I also don't want to lose you, baby,” Gery said seriously.

And Ghea could see that there was no lie in the sight of the ashes that were now wounded.

“If you want to keep him—“ One hand Gery touches his stomach. “—we will fight together.”

For what! There was no reason for Ghea not to believe in Gery. A bit of happiness exploded until the corner of his lips was interested. The spacious room dominated by Gery's masculine fragrance has not been lit by the lights. Until the spacious room was like bathed in moonlight that peeked out from behind the window of the room that was not covered with curtains.

“I want for tonight to just forget all this pain and sadness, Mas,” Ghea said as she arched her shoulders. Pulling both hands from Gery's grasp and cupped Ghea both sides of the face she loved so much.

Ghea brought the face closer. Poking his forehead on his forehead. Ghea bitten her lower lip later.

“Ghea... What do you want tonight to get rid of all those flavors, baby?”

“You,” revealed Ghea in the closed eyes and lips she bit.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Mewek is mewek.. But mixed with this passion.haduh haduh akak mamen ...

Yeah, Ger, do it anyway. Ghea wants you to be quiet.

Let's play open-air first...

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