The womb 1 billion
Eps 11 Left Alone

The clock has pointed to the number 07.00 at night, Monita just came out of the bathroom of the hotel room after cleaning herself, Monita glanced for a moment at Ilham who seemed to have fallen asleep on the king-size bed.

After making sure that Ilham was really asleep, Monita also confidently came out of the bathroom with only a towel limited to the chest with wet hair.

While Ilham who had just pretended to sleep began to open one eye glanced at his wife sirinya, seeing Monita who was standing behind him with only a towel that was very minimal material that made Ilham rounded his eyes, Ilham's maleness instinct began to churn, Ilham just realized that it turns out, Monita's body is very sexy, very sexy, especially when his long hair looks wet like that, coupled with the vanilla aroma of the shampoo that Monita wears, makes Ilham swallow his saliva.

Before long Monita stripped the towel featuring a smooth skin Monita, more tempted Ilham especially when seeing the curves of Monita's body are plastered clearly without a thread, even more so, Monita was standing on her back to Ilham and started to wear her clothes in a bit of a hurry.

“Why is he so hasty like that when you wear clothes?” Murmuring Inspiration with a shrunken forehead.

Monita was in such a hurry not without reason, she who had not realized that Ilham had seen everything was rushing to wear all her clothes, afraid that Ilham would wake up suddenly and see her body.

But Ilham was no longer willing to pretend, when Monita turned around to look at him fully dressed, Inspiration still left his eyes open with a half-sleep position tilted with his head resting on the fingers of the hand he clenched.

“Astagfirullah.” Monita reflex beristighfar when he realized that it turned out, from then on Inspiration has been awake and now has seen everything.

“Ma..mas, since when did Mas Ilham wake up?”asked Monita with a face flushed like a tomato.

“Since you came out of the toilet earlier.” Answer Inspiration with ease.

Hearing that Monita suddenly rounded her eyes and closed her slightly open mouth.

“Ja.so, Mas already...”.

“Iya I've seen your whole body without wearing fashion.” Inspiration quickly cuts off Monita's words.

Soon Ilham rose from his sleep and stood in front of Monita who still looked so shocked.

“No need to strain like that, I am your legal husband, so all this body of yours is already halal for me.” Cetus Ilham then walked towards the toilet, leaving Monita still unmoved.

Inspiration had come out of the bathroom with full clothes, when Monita was still downcast shame over the incident, Ilham now actually grabbed the jacket that he had hung not far from where Monita sat, after fiddling with his phone, he put it back in his jacket pocket.

“I've transferred money in your account, use that money for your needs while here.” Inspiration said briefly, without turning to Monita at all.

After that, Inspiration walked towards the door.

“Where to?” Monita asked, it could be that the question word escaped from her lips.

It was a spontaneous question because he saw Ilham would open the door and already wear a jacket, like he was going somewhere.

“Not your business!”

Without turning around and looking at Monita, Ilham immediately held the door handle and then closed it tightly, as if angry at his wife.

“Gosh! The man sniffed once.” Complain Monita who continues to stare at the door leaf that already looks tightly closed.

Monita finally opened the mobile banking on her phone, pressing the balance check to make sure, how much money Ilham transferred for her.

At the time of seeing the nominal amount on the mobile banking application, Monita's eyes are perfectly rounded, the money transferred Ilham turned out to be very fantastic in number, for the size of overnight stay at the hotel, according to Monita it was very much, even far from the word less, it turns out Ilham really kept his promise to make Monita's life guaranteed, but that is not what Monita actually expected, but that is not what Monita actually expected, when Ilham pampered him with a pile of money, he felt anxious and as if he cursed his fate now.

While in the basement, Ilham was already sitting in the back seat of his car, making Andre who had been sitting from earlier in the car waiting for him a little stunned.

“Go home!”

“Go home? Why did you leave your young wife on their first night?” Andre was back to guessing.

Without waiting for long, the shiny black car drove through the night wind, passing the rows of towering buildings in the middle of the sparkling capital.

Inspiration only remained silent by glaring at the scene through the glass next to it, only a flick of lights that could be captured by his eyes.

His mind was so chaotic, as if regretting the decision he had just taken.

“What marrying Monita is the beginning of a fatal mistake?” Inspiration keeps wondering in the heart.

Ilham immediately dismissed his guilt when he saw the car that Andre was driving was almost to the front of the house.

After arriving at a multi-storey residence with a super high silver-pattern fence towering, Ilham finally began to breathe a sigh of relief.

This house creates many memories with him and Naomi, a house that should feel like heaven now a few days ago had felt like hell.

Ilham smiled wryly, the woman he loved so much turned out to have a crazy idea, threatening him to divorce so that he wanted to marry again, really sad.

Unexpectedly, on the night of the bride and her young wife, Ilham went home.

“Sayang.” Call Ilham when he saw his first wife was sitting pensively in the garden next to the house.

Ilham was very fond of his wife, Ilham immediately embraced his wife's body from behind.

“Why go home?” Naomi asked lethargicly, but when Ilham twisted his wife's body, Ilham's heart seemed to be sliced.

Staring at the eyes of the wife who always looked at him with twinkling love was now flooded with tears.

Naomi's eyes looked puffy and swollen, not sure how long she had been crying.

“I'm sorry dear.”

Inspiration hugged his wife's body warmly, as if not willingly to a destiny that toyed with their hearts with heart.

Meanwhile, Monita, had been staring at the pitch-black sky behind the glass window of the 5-star hotel room.

Monita continued to watch the sky that looked pitch-black, as if to be a sign that her future life would also be filled with the same darkness.

The pitch-black night sky also depicted Naomi's heart, from the morning the woman's heart seemed to be slashed.

Likewise with Monita, he also felt the same way, he seemed to have not been able to see his future again since he bravely decided to marry the stranger's adult man.

As if her fate line had been written in black ink, the innocent innocent Monita, who had never felt courting, was forced to end up being the serial wife of a man like Inspiration.

Not wanting to dissolve in sadness, Monita finally chose to lay her body on the bed, before long Monita's eyes began to glare until slowly the beautiful eyes were closed and ready to deliver it to the dream realm.

While in a room, a couple of legitimate lovers were kissing so warmly, the kiss was as if they had not felt for a long time that it seemed so demanding, so demanding, but Ilham could still hold himself back from wanting to touch his wife more considering Naomi who was still in the puerperium.