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Please, Back To Marriage With Me

Sandra felt a flurry of blows as the embers pulled down their folder of divorce papers. Unexpectedly soon their sweet memories must be over. Despite her long preparation, Sandra was still not willing to do so. It's enough that Sandra admits that if happiness comes with Bara, she gets it. Especially knowing there was a tiny figure growing in her womb. Bara never thought the divorce would be the beginning of her deepest regret. Sandra slipped from his grasp. When she realized Sandra's presence, she committed an unforgivable farce. Sandra walked away from his life. She chose to end the suffering over on the coal side. The slippers have run off. Seven years ago, in one big party to bring them back together.   Will they choose to tie the marriage back up? Or just being happy with each other? *** IG : @ayakalibrary Cover design by me via canva, picture from Shutterstock

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31 Chs

The Summer Winds

The summer winds blow sharply. His sobs have tasted the bone. Avoiding her swing, Sandra pended to the coffee shop that was not too far from the university.

Sandra ordered a special summer drink, Iced Teas Organic Varian Elderberry Hibiscus, which also added milk. Instantly, pink is presented. makes her feel so strongly.

"Hem sweet," Sandra said when the first symptoms wet her throat. Then, with greed, she sucks the drink again until half is left.

"Agh's fantastic, amazing, yes kid. The air is so hot, it's fitting we get a refreshing drink. " Sandra said, stirring her stomach, that she had not seen the presence of the baby.

She also has not been able to go to the doctor because the health card from the government has not been received. She's just been taken care of by Soni and must be patient while waiting.

"How Mama can not wait for your arrival not to be like this."

He busystrieves with the fruit of his cherry, unconscious if a pair of eyes move to supervise Sandra. Even the two ears widened when he heard what Sandra was saying. He was Dave, a detective who rented Dion at the command of the coral and investigated his former wife.

To calm things down, Dave sends an email to Dion about what he just knew. Dion replied to an email from Dave. Dion's dedication is incredible. Though in Indonesia, it is at two o'clock. For the sake of Dion's professionalism, to receive reports. He also requested that Dave speak with Sandra.

"Halo Miss, can I sit next to you?" Dave is friendly, Dave stated.

Sandra stopped stroking her stomach and switched to the foreign man who had a dragon tattoo on his wrist. Doubt Sandra's heart to receive the hand of a stranger from a stranger.

"I'm sorry if you're surprised. My name is Dave, and I accidentally heard you say the course of making me interested," Dave said, friendly.

He returns with his hands when Sandra is just burning.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Sandra replied after a few moments.

Being near the Bara for a long time made Sandra wary. Many coal competitors are often busy supervising themselves for business and personal interests. No wonder, Sandra became a person who was solved. Although this is in a country away from his hometown,

"No need to apologize, Miss, I understand," Dave said with his intoxicant smile. The clean skin of the face with a white tone makes it look rolled.

"New student?" Dave Dave is back.

Sandra just nodded. She was so awkward if you had to talk to Dave.

"Toronto every year always has a beautiful stock of women."

Sandra played with his ball. It is almost alleged that the man is just a mode.

"Ah quietly, I do not have a disorder with the same people who are pregnant women. How old is the age of his content?"

He heard it was Sandra's turn. What did she say? For foreigners to hear her words.

"You're not a spy?" Sandra's said. The eyes looked sharp. Achieving every inch of his body of Dave. He stains himself with his fear of misspelling.

"You're right, I'm a detective or spy," Dave replied. His hand was held up to his cheek on the table. He was staring at his former boss's wife. In my heart, he so admires the figure of this beautiful woman.

"Oh yeah, for whom do you work?"

Dave chose not to answer. With a smile that sang in his teeth, he took a small piece of paper containing a business card. Then pass through the door.

"Contact me if you need Missy spy!" he shouted, going.

Sandra massages his pile. What kind of person has she met? She fled from the creep as if the man was a brazen enemy.

"This country is so horrible?"

Rushing Sandra stepped out of the serving café and went back to her apartment. But somehow, the business card from Dave is handheld and still in his handbag.

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"Is Sandra pregnant?"

The Bara stared at him, who was pale. The heat now occupies a hot mode, as in the quizzes. The cone intonation is easy to guess. There must be another problem in this case.

"Yeah, the agent I rented it to last night."

The chin's chin is in touch with his index finger and thumbs. slightly, a fine feather is growing there. looked like pretty serious thinking, then said, "Who is he pregnant with?"

The heart, Dion, almost jumped from his place. Feeling him was never lost. He did not think about the state of the art, so he admitted the contents of his brain. He lost his sanity.

"Of course with the Master," said Dion. There is no doubt in his words.

"Are you sure?"

Dion almost just ran to the pantry and took the hammer to plot his master's head. How could the coal be sure there is a seed that seeds in the womb of the child's man?

"As I recognize, the husband of Mrs. Sandra is Master of Bara, not the others."

The kind of sigh. There is the Dion-mentioned gutter, which is only a speculative direction in his mind. This new item is reasonably priced. Either he should be happy or sad.

"If he's my son, why not let us know?"

Bara was angry. The scream is desperate. The eyes heat up and he is resisting, not spilling.

"Maybe the new mistress knows when she's in Toronto, sir, that the lady knows, Mister has divorced herself. What will be rumored? all over it. "

Brak!

The barracks table was very strong. The beautiful flower vase is on it until it vibrates and falls. The sound of the glass fraction of the floor is cold.

"Get out of here now!"

The Portlander is angry. His emotions were so low at that time. It should not be hard to remind him of the divorce case he lost. Calmly Dion.

"I'm sorry."

"Quick out!"

The heat of assistance has passed. He left the coal and the kettle he made alone.

"Agh, Sandra!"

The Bara put another flower vase on the sofa table. But down to the wall? The 'prang' was so tight. The man who was outside was so surprised by what happened inside. But they choose silence. From the same fate as the vanished,

"The boy is Sandra! Is he my son? Agh ...!" 

His head was so sick. It was long, black hair that was varying in length. The tired sores think about Sandra's fate in the outcome there.

Now, he should also consider the fate of the baby who could be his son.

"Sir, are you fine?"

Indri has stood behind the Bara. She did not hear that his boss was frustrated alone.

"The hands of the father we do. I'm obviously. "

Indri ran a little into the first help box that hung in the corner of the room. Take red medicine, gauze, cotton, alcohol, and scissors. Being careful, she took the wild hands of the cage due to the broken glass. Indri cleaned the wound with alcohol. Deny read medicine and combed it with gauze.

"Be careful, Sir, do not expose the water," Indri said after she finished treating the wild. When tidying up the equipment, Indri stopped by a bridesmaid of the broke.

"San Why do you have to go?"

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