
Aqram Pratama said an infinite number of thanks to the mother who had brought Kamila to him. He hugged and kissed the old woman with a happy feeling.
"Are you happy Aqram?" ask Belinda with a happy face. He gently stroked his son's head lovingly.
"Of course Mother. If you could see how my heart is right now. Then you will be very surprised to see flowers as if blooming in it, ma'am." Aqram explained with an unflappable thumping chest. His lips did not stop smiling.
"Mom's happy to see you happy, son. From now on, Kamila will be yours forever. While the suffering for the Firmaji family has begun." Belinda patted the son on the shoulder with her happy face.
"Yes Mom. They will no longer feel proud of the happiness they always display in public" Aqram added.
"Ah yes, but where is Kamila now?" Belinda was curious because her son might leave Kamila alone.
"I asked her to rest. His stomach was already very big but and he must have felt exhausted. And do you know, she looks even more beautiful under such circumstances." Aqram's eyes instantly flashed with passion.
"Ah yes. I didn't think Kamila was so beautiful. Her pregnancy aura was getting radiated. Then accompany her. I'll rest too."
"Ah yes mother. Take a quiet rest. You've shown me that you're really great."
"Of course Aqram. This is why my mother worked before becoming an entrepreneur. Ah already. Stay with your wife now."
Aqram Pratama smiled. He liked the word his mother gave him. Kamila will be made as a wife from now on.
Belinda went up to her bed while Aqram returned to her room.
Slowly, he opened the door of the room. He saw Kamila sitting on her bed. It appeared before his eyes that the beautiful woman was sad and crying. He knows, it's night now. She was sure Kamila felt some discomfort in her new place.
"Mil, what's wrong, honey?" aqram asked attentively. Yes, at this time he was getting bolder to the beautiful woman because Kamila did not give a rejection to him.
She seemed to have long wanted to meet him. Kamila immediately shrank her tears. He tried to smile. She must show her cooperation to the shameless psychopath until she gets her Aqram cell phone to contact her husband.
"Why are you crying? Do you remember your family?" Carefully Aqram asked to show his attention.
"Aqram, you can see my condition right now, right? I'm pregnant and sometimes I feel a very broken mood."
"Oh, is that it?" Aqram approached and sat on the bed. He wanted to hug Kamila and give her a sense of calm and peace.
"Yes Aqram, this is the effect of pregnancy hormones. You're a father-to-be, so you need to understand more about something like this." Kamila smiled.he was getting good at acting when in his heart was very disgusted at this man who had no shame.
"Ah yes, I am the future father of your baby. Tell me what I have to do to make you feel good again."
"Do you want to do anything for me Aqram?" Kamila looked at the man's face with a questioning look.
"of course. I consider you my wife. So whatever I'm gonna do is important you're happy."
Cih, wife. Not take me.
Kamila sneered inwardly with lips she forced to smile.
"Say baby, do you want to eat something?"
"Then what do you want? Do you want to feel my hand massage Mil? You will be addicted, baby. I'm the most reliable at something like that." Aqram smiled with her perverted look. Kamila felt herself goosebumps in fear as well as disgust. But he must be able to outwit the man's mind that has been filled with bad thoughts.
"No Aqram. I don't want to get a massage. Maybe next time. I just want you to tell me why you like me so much."
"Hum, is that all?" aqram asked with a meaningful smile.
"I'll tell you a story but I want to touch your hand first. I've wanted you for a long time Kamila."
"Hum, okay. But don't be long, I just want to adapt to you first." Kamila agrees. He must take the man's heart and attention with his will.
"Thank you so much Mil. Like this I feel like we're really a happy couple." Aqram was so happy and immediately grabbed the hand of the beautiful woman. He grasped it, stroked it, and then kissed it very gently. Kamila grimaced and was very disgusted, but she tried to smile. He also pulled his hand when Aqram Pratama felt he was in another world.
"Mil, I've loved you since we were in high school at Junior High. That feeling I was alone because I was afraid you wouldn't accept me. Back then, I was known as the son of a criminal and behaved badly in the village. I'm so insecure and afraid you're rejecting me."
Kamila silently listened. He really never remembered this man named Aqram. Perhaps it was because the student was too much that he could not memorize everyone's names and faces.
"I carried that feeling up until now Mil, and now when I see that you've been married to Luky Firmaji, I'm angry. I don't like. You should have been mine long ago." There was anger and jealousy on the man's face. Kamila immediately grabbed the man's hand and grasped it.
"You don't have to be angry. Now I'm here, with you."
"Ah yes Mil. I should be happy, right? I've managed to repay my heartache to Luky Firmaji."
"Yes of course. Now I understand that you love me so much."
"Of course Mil. You know why we took you so far to this place, my dear?" Aqram looked at Kamila then continued, "To be together forever without being disturbed by others. We can be happy Mil with a little family."
"Wow, that's a very good idea Aqram. I will accompany you here with a very good feeling. But anyway. Where are we at? This house looks very far from the settlement." Kamila started to look.
"We're in Xx, very far from town."
"Oh, it's worth it there are no neighbors here. But it's good because we can enjoy both."
"Ah yes Mil. After you give birth I can touch you special, right?" Kamila nodded her head then replied inwardly, "That's what you want motherfucker!"
"Ah yes, I want to sleep now. But I usually can't sleep if I don't play games." Kamila showed that she wanted something.
"Here, play as much as you can. But I'd be fine if I lay down next to you."
"Oh can. Where's your phone."
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