Love Shot
The Unnatural Flirtation of Two Couples

The soap bubble touched Freya's nose. Maybe this is how it felt when bathed by his father as a child. The difference used to be Freya berandam diember now more elegant soaking in the bathtub. Freya smiled feeling funny with her own thoughts. Ansel cleans soap bubbles in Freya's hood. It feels like Freya has been very clean, Ansel covers Freya's body with a towel and then holds Freya out of the room up the stairs, Freya whines occasionally for her to be taken down. Freya was still embarrassed to look at Ansel especially when passing by several servants when Freya was still in Ansel's arms. Not Ansel's name when it was immediately destroyed just because of Freya's whining. Ansel is still holding spoiled Freya. Today Ansel will be a vehicle for his wife, ready to take his wife wherever Freya goes.

Finally Freya's feet stepped on the floor as well, Freya arrived at a room that was twice as spacious as her first room. Such a stunning sight, thought Freya. Ansel's oversized attributes lined up very neatly there side by side with her husband's national dress. Ansel opened the closet, sorting through the clothes his wife would wear.

"This is my shirt, how is it here?" Freya stepped closer to Ansel.

"Yesterday Sam took it from his mother's house" said Ansel still focus on choosing clothes for his wife. Ansel was very enthusiastic, his heart was excited to have a chance to dress someone.

Hearing the name of the mother called Freya immediately remembered the house. For almost a week Freya lived at Ansel's house, neither her mother nor Amor ever visited or just asked for news for pleasantries. Freya as already forgotten, indeed if a woman is married they become the responsibility of her husband. There was sadness in Freya's heart. Freya's daydreams are spoiled for her suamin behavior. Freya pulled the underwear Ansel was holding.

"Then I can choose for myself" Freya said.

"Owh," said Ansel, letting Freya do what she wanted. Ansel is still not finished choosing even though Freya has started to get cold. How not to get cold he just stood up wearing underwear in a towel. Inwardly Freya desperately wanted to yell at Ansel, scolding him for acting obnoxious today. Freya did not dare to speak harshly to her husband.

"No clothes fit" Ansel said.

I want it to feel like Freya is pulling as hard as a thick black hair belonging to Ansel. How nothing fits, all the clothes in the closet are hers. The clothes Freya had been wearing to cover her body. Countless hours Freya spent touring the mall just to collect the clothes. Freya's emotions have reached the crown.

"I'm more suited to not wearing clothes" grumbled Freya. "I'll go eat first." Freya pulled Ansel's deserted kimono nightgown, then put it on. Freya hopes Ansel stops Freya's footsteps, and persuades her not to get angry. However, what Freya gets, Ansel just sits casually on the glass nightstand where Ansel puts a collection of luxury watches, while engrossed in talking to someone on the phone. Freya who is not ignored by Ansel can only really disappear with anger and disappointment in his heart.

***

After a long wait, Haidar finally brought clothes suitable for Freya according to Ansel's taste. Indeed, Ansel's choice is not wrong, his clothes look very attractive and funny. If Amor had seen Freya wearing this kind of clothes, he would have been laughed at by her sister. This day it feels like Freya continues to think about home, it feels like she wants to visit there. When you send word by message or phone, fear Freya may not be able to hold back her sadness because she misses them. For some reason suddenly his feelings were not good, Freya shook her head eliminating the bad thoughts.

Ansel was chatting with Haidar, it seemed like they were talking about something important. Seen from the wrinkles on the Haidar eel. As usual, Freya was never involved. Freya only watched them from a distance at least occasionally Ansel turned his gaze towards Freya, checking what Freya was doing in the tv room.

"Let's go, '" Ansel clasped Freya's hand.

"Where are you going?" freya asked, it seems like this is very urgent. Ansel held Freya's hand tightly. There was no answer from Ansel, Freya just followed without protest.

***

The car Freya was riding into the hospital parking lot, Freya did not suspect anything. Freya recalled Afandi's doctor, it's possible that Ansel was advancing his leg examination schedule. Oddities began to be felt, Freya's heart pounded as they passed the room of doctor Afandi. Ansel clasped Freya's hand, though Ansel's mouth was still. Full of questions in Freya's mind, what would Ansel do.

Ansel walked over while talking to a man on the phone, a man came out of one of the patient's rooms. Freya doesn't really understand who's sick. Their arrival was already awaited by the Freya family.

"What is Daniel doing here?" freya asked still confused as to what they were hiding from Freya.

"Sister, come on in!" take Daniel.

Daniel ignored Freya's question, and inside there was a crying mother. Freya doesn't understand what's going on.

Amor came out of the bathroom with the help of a nurse.

"Amor what happened ?" freya asked with tears.

"Silver is like mom. You're lebay. I only gave birth to why you cried, like I died," explained Amor again lying down with Daniel.

Freya stopped her tears. "How can you give birth ?" ask Freya again. He felt awkward, how his sister could give birth very quickly. As Freya knew, the baby was in the womb for nine months until it was ready to be born.

Amor chuckled funnyly at her brother's question, Amor as if he were talking to a child. "Should I explain the process of starting me to feel heartburn until the membranes break and how I struggle to give birth to my sister's nephew."

Freya frowned, the purpose of the question that Freya asked was not that. However, Amor's speech disturbs the curiosity in him appears until Freya just nods to say Amor's words.

"I'm cape," Amor's pretext.

"Basically there is no morality," Maki Freya felt deceived by her sister. Freya pinched Amor's shoulder.

"Cila please mamah .. mamah mistreated aunt," seduced Amor pretended to cry.

"Auntie ?! you think I'm a maid," Freya debated.

Out of nowhere, Daniel was holding a baby. Slowly handed to Amor's sling. "Acila, thirsty yes .. Let's mimi grandson first yes."

Freya took two steps back. She still can't believe Amor actually gave birth to a baby. Fortunately, Freya was not surprised. Mother did not cry anymore, approached Amor and began to talk sweetly to the baby in Amor's carrying. Freya gave a pitiful look towards her husband, asking for an explanation of why it was like only her who knew nothing. Freya seemed to have been asleep for thousands of years until she did not know what she had passed. As he remembered it was only one week that she became Cullen's mistress. Freya saw the calendar on her smartphone making sure the count was correct. It could be that he is shifting dimensions to the future or suddenly amnesia as in dramas.

Freya heaved a sigh of relief, the date on the calendar according to her calculations. Freya was still confused, So what happened in front of her. Freya has been ostracized by her family. Freya. Freya stepped closer to Ansel tugging at Ansel's shirt sleeve. "Darling, they're evil. They excommunicated me. Let's temper them until they cry" whined Freya.

Daniel, Amor, Mother smiled at Freya's childish behavior until the sister also closed her lips holding back laughter at Freya's behavior. "Yes dear. Who was I to be angry with, I can't scold them at once because their mistakes are not the same," Ansel said, taking Freya's whining seriously.

Even the room became boisterous with the sound of laughter, they could not bear to see the unnatural intimacy of two couples before them.

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