The Effects of Early Marriage
77 Heboh

Preparation for the national exam was stressful for the students, including Freya. Actually he does not need to worry, because he has mastered the material. It's just that her pregnancy hormones are ruling her out.

Freya's feeling restless tonight. The clock still shows at eight. He felt his forbidden hormones were active. He saw Arby, his luggage wanted to be hugged. Even he sniffed Arby's scent, making him goosebumps amused.

Then he saw Arby's lips.

Jesus, brain.

While Arby, since then he also looks restless. Freya was still waving cold war on him, so he was only able to be patient.

The pregnant woman was eating chery, chery, and strawberry tomatoes, which were served in a large bowl.

The movement of her lips when inserting and chewing makes Jakun Arby up and down, because for him Freya looks.

Fortunately, the others did not catch on.

Of course, the three men were determined to stay the night, although Arby had to lure them by approaching Vian and Marcell with Aruna and Nania.

"You just can't tame your wife, pretentious to be a matchmaker."

Arby snorted as Vian denounced him.

Duh, tuh lip, really want me cocolin to spice rujak, keep me ****.

Arby kept seeing Freya's lip movements.

"You guys okay?" elya asked the young couple.

"Hm!" answer them briefly, whose brain is on surfing in the world of romance.

After finishing the red fruit, Freya headed straight for the room, which was followed by Arby.

Freya took her cell phone, then contacted someone.

"Tomorrow afternoon to the house, yes."

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Throughout this morning Freya busied herself with studying, sighing as the books had been read by her, while Arby shamelessly slept on Freya's bed with his thumb on his lips, putting his thumb close to his, and blotting his lips.

Freya took her phone

Checkered

Send

Elsewhere, the three men laughed as they received a photo of Arby Erlangga Abraham.

Then a letter

[Later in the afternoon to the house, bring ice cendol, black and green ice cincau, sugar cane ice.]

[Oya, satay madura and satay padang, sama tongseng. Rawon too, deh.]

[Unyil bread.]

[Burger and pizza.]

"This, doyan what greedy, anyway?"

[Reviews for what's next for me!]

Glug

"You know what, if we talk about him again."

Freya felt her stomach was not good, many times she went in and out of the bathroom. Maybe mostly eat, he thought.

However, over time the pain became more intense. His hands and feet were trembling, his sweat pouring out despite the air-conditioned room.

"Bi ... Arby!"

Freya shook Arby's body, but did not wake up. Out of annoyance, Freya ends up pounding Arby's heirloom with her writing book.

"Aw, sick, Frey! If you want to say napa, don't nimpuk!"

There is no time to respond to that nasty talk.

"My stomach, it hurts."

With a quick response, Arby immediately carried Freya.

"Bi, call papi mami tell the hospital now!"

In front of the door, there were Nuna, Nania and Aruna, as well as Ikmal, Vian and Marcell.

Then the water began to seep at Freya's feet.

"The water broke, Freya wants to be born!"

"Now, not eight months."

"Don't say much, copy the car again!"

"How's this food?" Vian was busy thinking about food.

"Take it, Freya will have a picnic in the hospital" replied Marcell.

Nania and Aruna are the co-founders of Marcell and Vian respectively.

Ikmal starts the engine of his car, and Arby gets into the passenger seat, while Nuna sits next to him.

"Don't be here, Nun, narrow!"

"What can you do, nenangin women who want to be born?"

"No, don't fight."

Meanwhile, Vian, Marcell, Nania and Aruna used Aruna cars.

"Pull a deep breath, exhale slowly, Yes. You can jam and claw Arby, do as you please!"

"What the hell, Nun?"

"Indeed, if people want to be born."

"Have you ever been born?"

"No, but I'm also a doctor. Read books and watch videos of people giving birth."

"Geez, you guys can calm down, all right? There will be Freya even more stress hear you guys fight constantly."

"Read the prayer, Yes."

"Read the Verse of the Chair, Frey!"

"Do you think you're exasperating the devil?"

"Continue, prayer meal?"

"Are you reading Yasin?"

"Astagfirullah, you two will be the ones I Yasinin and recite Ayat Kursi!"

While Freya bit Arby's chest, not because of enduring the pain, but holding back laughter. Later if she laughs and unconsciously makes a mistake, right, it could be brojol in her baby car.

"Aw, Frey, don't fuck anyone!"

Nuna is Arby's.

"All right, Frey, you bite the floor, break up!"

Ikmal can only be specific in the heart. Don't know if those two are talking about perverted things?

Freya who had been lying down while facing Arby, immediately red face. His head that was on Arby's thigh with the right face facing it, really made him creep.

Freya reflexively closed the part with her palm and pressed it slightly to avoid touching her face.

"Aw, Frey, don't press. I want to be her!"

Car instantly swished. Ikmal can no longer concentrate.

"That's Ikmal ko oleng's car, anyway?"

O Allah, strengthen your righteous servant, Ikmal.

While in the back car, Nania and Nuna who got a live broadcast of what happened in Ikmal's car from Nuna, could only swallow their saliva.

Marcell and Vian who also heard his thoughts so traveling everywhere.

The streets were jammed, making them panic as they already looked pale.

"Usually you go to the hospital in the middle of the night, Frey. Why is it afternoon now, anyway? It's stuck again."

"The name of the person wants to be born, where to choose the time, Ar."

Nuna massaged Freya's cold soles, while Arby stroked Freya's stomach.

"I also mules!"

"Don't panic dong, Ar!"

Unknowingly Arby was pushing.

While in the back car, the four humans also regulate the breath. Breathe air through the nose, then exhale it slowly through the mouth.

Nania hugs Aruna, Aruna sits behind Vian, grabs Vian's hair, and Vian grabs Marcell's driving arm, while Marcell squeezes the steering wheel.

Maybe it is a form of solidarity between them, or because they are involved in stress.

Only they know.

The jams haven't passed. Ikmal opened the car window.

"Sir, please help someone want to be born!"

One of the police approached him, then tried to provide assistance to prioritize Ikmal's car even though it was difficult.

While in the hospital, Freya and Arby's parents are restless because the long-awaited ones have not come.

"Duh, how is this. It hasn't been eight months."

Back to Ikmal's car

"Duh, I'm not this strong."

"Calm down, yeah. Set your breath, exhale slowly."

Arby also manages the breath.

"Geez Ar, don't waste gas, dong."

Freya felt angry. How try it feels when his head is in Arby's lap and the guy even flushes gas.

Ikmal immediately opened the entire window of the car, making exhaust fumes directly into the car.

"Dust, Malls."

"From your gas nyium!"

Arby closes Freya's nose so that exhaust fumes don't get too much into Freya's nose.

At the red light, a wa**a was busking. Ikmal immediately closed all windows as much as possible. He was more worried about wa**a than about Arby's scent.

Really, this trip to the hospital is full of twists.