
" sister, I was pregnant "so I whispered to Edward as we were alone in his pavilion
" what ???? " Edward was very surprised to hear that, as soon as he jumped up from the fall on my lap.
" Yes I'm pregnant, enter 8 weeks "my answer by stroking my stomach elus to just convince him
" why can you get pregnant anyway, all this time do you not take the medicine I love hah . . . ??? " the tone was very high, making me very afraid.
" i drink, but sometimes I forget to drink "I replied with fear
" fool, you stupid woman" he replied rudely
on the paddle - barren in that pavilion room with the occasional scratching of the rough scratch of his hair.
sometimes he sat on the bed where I was still pensive, sometimes moved to the sofa near the bed or even he laid his body on the floor
he looks very upset
" and on we must be like this brother, my stomach is long - the longer it will be the greater this "my voice breaks the silence
"yes I think again "his answer is still in a high tone
I can only be silent, I am also confused.
why should she be angry, agitated and upset when she heard that I was pregnant
didn't he know this was the consequence of having sex almost every day.
what exactly is on his mind
" screw your womb tomorrow, I'll prepare the money, whatever the cost" he said very surprised me
" why, why should it be thrown out, is this not the fruit of our love, brother ??? " my question slightly shook my body when I heard the word ABORT THE WOMB.
Horrified to hear the words coming out of the mouth of the person I have loved all this time, I gave up all of this body for him and this is what I have to accept
"
" Yq because I'm not ready to get married, so a father again "his answer makes almost no sense, if he's not ready to get married, not ready to be a father how he sleeps with me every day, if fit no one in the house we can do it sometimes up to 4 - 5 times every day.
why when I was pregnant she didn't want to take it as much as she enjoyed my body all this time.
indeed I was a minor and still sitting in school to get pregnant, but . . This has all happened, which I hope is not a rejection of her when I hear I am pregnant.
I hope she gladly hears it, hugs me and invites me to get married soon.
not even telling me to drop my womb.
this is his son, the fruit of our love.
"No, I don't want to abort her, I'm afraid "I replied then in a brick-styled voice
" You want something, you want me to take responsibility for marrying you??? " he replied with a smile that was a little unpleasant to look at
" yes, I want us to get married, because this is the fruit of our love "my answer is still with a vibrating voice
" hahahahahahahahaha . . . .
love . . . Love you said . . "his laughter jarring scared me Samakin heard it
" didn't you love me, so that we can have sex, sleep together - the same almost every day all this time" I replied by no longer being able to weep
" love you said ????? Hahahahahhahah . . .
eating is love, not only you love me, I have no sense of what you are, all this time I slept with you because I felt that if you like it if I sleep with you, I never imagined you pregnant and I should marry you.
ngaca dong you,
Are you pretty??
Are you rich ??
Smart, is it ??
Is it great to have to live with me??
hahahahahahahahaha . . . . "he said then very evilly heard in my ears, my tears fell more and more unbearable, I put my clothes back on after that I ran to my room, I left him alone in his room, maybe tomorrow after he woke up he would be clear-minded and willing to take responsibility for my omniscience
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