My Husband's Second Marriage
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Bab29's chat. She's Containing?

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Nita looked at Krishna with a glare. He shook his head weakly. So sad when listening to the outcry of Love that he threw himself out of the house that Krishna had given him. Even the certificate of the house was already on his behalf.

Not yet Krishna answered Kasih ran to her room to the bathroom. He was vomiting and his body felt weak. Nita was worried that she was following them inside. Nita saw how Krishna patted Love's back, with an anxious face.

'If I were in that position, would you do the same, Kris, ' Inner Nita.

Nita recalled the old days when they were in Junior High, so attentive to Krishna as if she loved him. The man won't let Nita in _usilins by his classmates. In fact, no doubt Krishna often gets a reprimand from the teacher because he always beat up people who have been raping Nita.

However, now the man had forgotten his promise. Whether Nita should let them be happy and seek their own happiness. Then if Krishna could just let go.

"Don't do it again Kris, you can do it if you keep fighting because of me,"

"It doesn't matter if you don't get hurt,"

Those words were always beautifully stored in his memory. Even in his heart to this day. However, that remark only applied when they were teenagers. When the man grew up he ignored his heart. Stealing his heart without any intention of healing his wounds.

Nita slowly backed away and exited their room. He closed the door slowly, clutching his chest that felt tight. Her tears fell without being asked. He tried to get closer to another man. But in fact the taste is still embedded name Krishna.

"You've got to get him out of here, Mas. I'm pregnant, "love to Krishna.

"Don't exaggerate. That's all impossible. I have given this house to him, how can I evict the owner of the house, while I just hitchhiked here," answered Krishna.

Love looked blankly at her husband and rubbed his flat stomach.

"Dad don't love us, son." Love does not always heavily pump up her husband. His desire remains as it used to be. She wanted to be the only one for her husband.

Nita couldn't be there. Directly walking with gontai, towards his room. His water fell back without being asked. It must be until when this taste remains present whereas it is never present in Krishna's heart.

Nita went into her room, stuck her back on the door, closed her eyes. Feel the bitterness of the household path that is not bound to feelings. He who fights will lose.

"Can God be just, to throw this sense away as far as possible. I want to stop surviving. I can't afford it." Nita held her stomach which was as flat as Love.

For now it is the same. But 9 months later. A baby will fill their days. What more does Nita have to do if she goes away from her husband.

There is no longer any hope of staying patient in that loveless marriage.

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"Mas! You love not the same as the two of us?" Ask Kasih. His left hand was stroking his flat stomach. Maybe the baby is still a clot of blood in the womb of Krishna's second wife.

The man looked up haru, not believing that he would soon become a father. However, she remembered Nita, having to how else to take care of herself while she already felt to be the most evil person.

However, in fact, the feeling was never Krisna had when she had married Nita. There was a sense of being the sister he felt. As for Nita, she already loved her husband more than anything even though her heart was not reached.

Krishna looked at the belly of Love which was being rubbed by his own hand. The man slowly reached into his wife's stomach.

"Of course, how a husband and father will not love you" answered Krishna. Love looked at her husband's face seriously.

"I crave, Mas. And you also know if your wife is pregnant must be obeyed her wishes," said Kasih spoiled in her husband's arms. Krishna stroked his wife's back gently.

Love smiled cunningly, maybe with her pregnancy she could persuade Krishna to let him expel his first wife. He was tired and fed up of seeing Nita who he thought was pretending to be nice.

"I ... Mmm ...."

"Why? Continue, what do you want?" Krishna turned over Love to face each other .

The woman just looked down, hesitated to say what she wanted.

"I want Mama Nita to move out of this house, Mas. I just crave it," said Kasih.

Krisna's original smile is gone. He couldn't have done that ridiculous thing.

"Isn't it about food? Then why can you ask your husband to expel my first wife from this house. While this house is already in her name," answered Krishna.

"Mmmm, yeah at least I didn't see her face during pregnancy. If you can't do it don't blame me for your son's later sill." Love shuddered to remember if his son later experienced the ilean. The word people used to happen because when cravings had not been implemented.

Krishna exhaled a rough breath. Then he came out with a bent face. He walked up to Nita's room with a sling. His hand was raised to knock on his first wife's room.

But she said, Krishna ruffled her hair in frustration. Should he do that? How Nita responds to him. The woman would have thought that if Krishna did not appreciate her.

The door of the room opened, Nita was a little surprised to see Krishna who was pacing in front of the door of her room. He knew why the man looked worried. The man certainly could not say what his pregnant wife wanted. He could not throw himself out of this house either.

"What's wrong? Why don't the tumbens just pacing in?" Ask Nita. He tried to remain calm even though his heart was in pain.

Krisna hugged Nita tightly. Her heart felt the sadness she had given her childhood woman. There were so many wounds that he had inflicted that he could not see the cheerful face on the beautiful woman's face.

The man kissed Nita's forehead full of passion. Nita closed her eyes and enjoyed what Krishna had done to her. Nita let go of the hug violently. Then ask.

"Why?"

"Mmm, I, I just want to take you out to dinner tomorrow, both of you,"

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