Your betrayal Happiness to Me
Seasons 2's. 31 Is Wrong

Qiran opened her eyes. He got off the bed into the bathroom. After he finished he descended down towards the kitchen ignoring Bimo who was still sitting on the bed while looking at him.

Bimo breathed slowly. He went into the bathroom cleaning his body and mind.

Qiran approached her mother who was cooking for breakfast.

" Ma Morning." Sapa Qiran sat in his chair.

" Dear morning baby, where's bang Bimo?" Ask Dera.

" Ma's showering again." Sahut Qiran.

" Yes already, help Mama arrange the food donk dear." Dera.

" Yes Ma." Sahut Qiran's.

Qiran arranged the fried gurameh on the plate, suddenly his stomach felt nauseous.

Qiran ran straight to the sink.

Yuck... Yuck...

" Dear." Bimo approached Qiran and gently massaged his nape.

Yuck... Yuck....

Qiran spewed out all the clear liquid in her stomach.

After a bit of silence he washed his mouth with clean water.

" Huh." Qiran held onto her throbbing head of pain.

" We're going to go to the room, baby." Bimo.

" Agh!" Quizzed Qiran as she felt her body float.

Bimo carried Qiran towards his room. He put Qiran on the bed.

" Drink first, baby!" Bimo gave a glass of warm water to Qiran.

Qiran drank it up to the toilet.

Bimo climbed onto the bed massaging Qiran's head slowly.

" How dear? Is it over?" Ask Bimo.

" It's light, your massage is good too Mas." Qiran.

" Don't ask Mas to be a masseuse." Bimo.

" Yes not Mas, if Mas became a masseur who there are all girls on ngantri ngantri so your subscription." Kekeh Qiran could not imagine how the women were waiting for Bimo's massage.

" I don't want to either. What do you want to eat for breakfast?" Bimo asked again.

" I don't want to eat Mas, it's like if the food even wants to vomit." Sahut Qiran's.

" Well if you want to eat something, you say the same! I'll buy it for you." Bimo.

" Yes, yes." Sahut Qiran's.

During the day Qiran wanted to eat ice cream mixed with fruit. Eagerly Bimo bought it at a nearby tavern. After getting what he wants Bimo back home. He went straight to the room to give Qiran ice cream.

" This is my darling!" Bimo gave me one cup of ice cream.

" Thank you, sir." Qiran.

Qiran immediately opened it. He put the ice in his mouth.

" It's less spicy!" Upset Qiran.

Qiran placed the ice cream cup roughly onto the table.

" Dear crank again." Said Bimo sighing.

" I know that I like it very spicy, why buy it that is doank, it is not delicious." Grunt Qiran while pouting.

" Maf dear! Mas did not know if he could request the level of spiciness, Mas just said buy ice cream rujak doank. Now spend it! Tomorrow we buy again as you wish." Bimo.

" No way!" Ketus Qiran's.

Again Qiran's emotions peaked. Bimo said the word istighfar in his heart.

" Yes, if you don't want to eat, let me eat everything." Bimo.

Bimo stuffed the ice cream into his mouth. Even though it was painful in his teeth, Bimo still ate it.

He looked at Qiran who was currently looking at him as well.

" A' baby, it's delicious." Bimo thrust a spoonful of ice cream into Qiran's mouth.

Qiran accepted his bribe.

" It's because Mas is the one who feeds, next time let Mas bribe you every time you want to eat anything." Bimo.

Qiran nodded her head. After the ice cream ran out, Qiran lay back on her bed.

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Days passed without feeling Qiran's pregnancy entered the age of nine months. Dera and Erlan had already returned home during these few months Bimo faced Qiran's attitude with great patience. Qiran became grumpy during her pregnancy.

Like today, just because Bimo did not answer his call Qiran was angry.

" You are not horrifying me! I called you earlier." Upset Qiran approached Bimo who was struggling with his laptop in the workspace.

" I'm sorry my dear didn't hear your call." Said Bimo staring at Qiran who was standing while holding onto her distended stomach.

" What did you call Mas?" Ask Bimo.

" My back is sore." Whinek Qiran like a child.

" Mas will finish the job first, after that Mas will wipe your back rub." Bimo.

" No way! I want it now! Either you do your job or I'll be mad." Threaten Qiran pout.

" Okay, baby, sit down." Bimo patted his thigh.

It was with pleasure that the day Qiran sat on Bimo's lap.

Bimo stroked Qiran's back with his left hand while his right hand he used to continue the work.

" Don't work too hard, I don't want Mas until fatigue continues to hurt. Remember the age! We are old, our children are not yet born. Later if our child is big, he is not able to work how." Qiran.

Whether it was an advice or an insult, Bimo himself did not know.

" Let's calm, baby! Always take care of your health." Bimo Sahut.

" Am I heavy?" Qiran asked a little silly.

" No." Bimo Sahut.

" If I answer the weight must be crammed again, how not to try the weight just add fifteen kilos." Inner Bimo.

" Masa' Mas anyway? I am fat now. Wanna go the hard way for mercy." Qiran.

" The proof is that I'm still strong on you." Bimo Sahut.

" It must be strong! Actually, I must be feeling really heavy." Qiran.

" Aren't you Mas?" Qiran asked looking at Bimo.

" Not ah." Bimo Sahut.

" li lie! Honestly why the hell is it." Qiran began to get upset.

" It is heavy." Bimo keceplosan.

" That's it..... I'm getting heavy. My body is not as beautiful as it used to be, I am now fat. Surely Mas do not like to see me now let alone my body so rich gini, surely Mas love the lyrics of beautiful girls out there." Said Qiran coming down from Bimo's lap.

" God baby.... What should I do? This is wrong, and so is wrong. Mas says no you are angry, now Mas says heavy you sulk and accuse Mas who did not. I've been confused about your attitude all along." Bimo looked at Qiran.

" Hix.... Mas scolding me! That's evil!" Said Qiran in a high tone.

After that Qiran left Bimo.

Bimo ruffled his hair violently. He was frustrated by Qiran's attitude of emotions going up and down like a roller coaster.

Bimo kept his files after which he caught up with Qiran in his room.

" Dear don't sulk donk!" Bimo approached Qiran who was lying on the bed.

" Hiks.." Isaac Qiran.

" Good God, baby you're crying... Sorry, yes! Mas does not mean to offend you, you remain beautiful and will always be a dream of Mas. You love you so much, from the past, now and then." Bimo hugged Qiran from behind.

Qiran was still sobbing. He had no idea why his heart had become so sensitive over the past few months.

" Keep having patience Bimo... If your son is born, Qiran will return to the way he was. Healthy healthy babe in here." Inner Bimo stroked Qiran's stomach.

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