The One More Chance
Love Dear

What would you do if you saw your husband sitting with a beautiful, sexy, and mute woman?, laughing without awkwardly sometimes touching each other, what would you do brothers and sisters?.

Zahra Renata, gazing with guts at Abraham Ganendra and the beautiful woman sitting near him.

"Mr ..."

Aslan who wanted to ask to be silent, Zahra gestured for Aslan to be quiet, shrinking the volume of the call and setting the camera behind his phone to show what he was looking at right now.

"Father same chick?" the voice of Regan.

Zahra came to Abra's office with lunch so they could eat together. Arriving in front of the room Abra said Sari they just finished the meeting and Abra was still in the meeting room with their clients.

While walking towards the video call meeting room from Aslan, it turns out Aslan is with Regan and Alaric. Zahra was overjoyed to speak with her wide smile before her steps came to a halt right at the doorway of the wide-open meeting room.

"Mother" call Rega soft.

Zahra did not respond to his call.

There Regan started to worry about the expression Zahra showed. If Zahra wasn't pregnant now Regan would have been relaxed, and Zahra would have been, but this time another story.

Zahra's pregnancy sometimes turns Zahra into someone else, leaving Regan confused and guessing how Zahra will respond.

Regan quickly took her phone to contact Abra many times even though Abra did not visit, and Regan did not give up.

Ar

Abra several times glanced at her shaking phone on the table "wait a minute I get a phone call." Abra receives a video call from Regan. "Hi Boy A ..."

"Mother behind" cut Regan pointing to Abra's parak.

Not understanding Abra was just frowning.

"Reverse" Regan said in her flat voice.

Understanding what Regan said, Abra put down her phone and turned to look at the open door and sure enough, Zahra was already standing there with her big smile and her flat gaze.

As if to recall the events of the past, Abra quickly stood up from his seat.

"Sorry to interrupt" Zahra said politely and stepped back before stepping wide away.

Edict ... Abra ketar ketir. "Let's go ahead sometime yeah, sorry can't recognize you guys she's sensi because pregnant, I'm first."

Abra ran after Zahra who had disappeared. Remember if the video call and Regan hasn't cut off Abra raised her phone.

"Mother where?" ask Abra to panic until Luoa if Regan is in another country.

Regan sighed "where do I know Dad."

"Thus then why did Ar know that Mother was behind Dad?."

"As this video callan same Mother."

"Yes now look at the sail of As your Mother where" Abra commands "can't you remember your Mother?."

Everything is really chaotic, Abra to speak digressing in panic.

Regan glanced at Aslan's phone screen "dumb want to nenangin Mommy who now how, the mood of Mommy is often unclear."

"Mothers can be heard by Ar .." there was the sound of the reflection of Zahra's cry.

Abra clucked as he continued to move his legs in search of Zahra. "Yes calm Mother dong Ar, when you do not call Mother cry-nangis want to meet you outside the country, I can just nenangin Mother."

"Other than that, I'm Ar crank's dreadlocks" Regan chuckled. "Mother seems to be in Dad's room."

Langah Abra stopped for a moment.

Abra raised her phone right in front of her face. "Why not say from earlier, I've been in the lobby Ar ..." cried Abra expressed annoyance.

Regan laughed before deciding on their call.

"Acf ..." Abra is upset himself running back to the elevator.

Some of his employees looked at Abra unblinkingly, this was the first time they heard Abra yelling while calling himself Father, running around without showing his authority as a leader.

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Zahra stood near the door of Abra's room ready to wait for Abra's arrival with a big smile.

"A .." Only one letter could come out of Abra's mouth.

"Let's eat me hungry" said Zahra smiling as she embraced Abra's arm.

Unspeakable, Abra simply stared at Zahra observing in silence, letting Zahra pull him to sit on the sofa.

Zahra gave Abra the provisions he brought "I cooked by myself, I cooked by myself."

Abra looked up at the table, the food that Zahra brought with her much and varied how did she spend it?. Is it because the Zahra had just been willing to punish him by eating this much.

Zahra's head shook his "intention from that house, but now no napsu" said it with a big smile that had been maintained since.

Ok, Abra realizes that Zahra is angry. Abra put down the provisions that Zahra was holding, grasping both hands of Zahra tightly.

"What you see is not what you think is dear" Abra tried to explain slowly and gently.

Zahra was silent, smiling with eyes that were staring flat at her.

Abra sighed pressing the number button of one nearby telephone cable. "Sari, can you please call me Love?."

"Love?."

"Yes the client who just met with us, quickly huh."

After Abra spoke to Sari, she looked back at Zahra who had been holding back tears.

"Dear" call Abra soft.

"Don't call me darling, you'll call me love. You've got five kids with the brand" Zahra stroked her belly. "I don't think you're gonna leave me because we've got five kids, but hwa ...."

Zahra was crying, and Abra was fiddling with Zahra in his arms.

Although Zahra pushed him away, Abra still pulled Zahra in his arms. Until the door opened, the beautiful woman entered without Abra allowing her to sit on the sofa right in front of them.

Zahra's crying instantly stopped, Zahra stared fiercely at the woman without any intention of being covered up.

"Love help aww ...."

Abra's words were interrupted because Zahra bit her hand.

"She's her name now Love dear" explained Abra in pain. "Clearly to my wife we have nothing, she's pregnant right now."

Love glanced at Zahra's stomach and smiled broadly. "Yes her stomach is distended, congratulations baby so be happy."

Hoarse, hoarse Love's voice did not even gently reflect as graceful as her appearance, Zahra raised her head to look at Abra.

Abra smiles at what makes Zahra confused. "She's transgender Ara, even though I want to cheat, I think the same as covetous."

"Gue denger loh Abra" said Cinta sewot. "Gur tuh is now a real girl, only the voice that has not changed still mengumpulin rupiah coffers. Later I will definitely find a husband who is more handsome than you."

"There really is?."

"There is a dong that is richer than lo, if it is more handsome I have to find a bule first. Kalu you want me not papa be the second, as long as your wife ngizinin"

"Ogah, even though he ngizinin I don't want to be the same lo" Abra said firmly.

Zahra poked her lips to hide her face in Abra's chest holding back a laugh.

"Ih .. you say it's outrageous" Love stood up from her seat. "Know I don't want to come here, just let's face it, excuse me."

The graceful path of Love and nodding makes Zahra stunned, she alone is the real woman since in the womb where can walk that gracefully?.

"He really is?" zahra asked with her stupid face.

Abra nodded, re-hugging Zahra showering her forehead with a kiss. "Dear, you want to be exchanged for a hundred women so I want to do it anyway."

Zahra laughed in Abra's arms.

"I Love, dear and all are the same you who are pure women from birth."

Zahra's laughter echoed even more, returning Abra's embrace tightly.

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Had a dozen diepisodes almost blush because 2-3 days no one read what else support 😢

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Without you, the author may have given up and Zahra and Abra are back just nesting in the brain without being able to be divided into anyone.

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