When Married?
The KM Part 144
Flowers stood in front of her wedding photo plastered on the wall of her room. His heart and mind were so upset, he looked at himself and Literature in the photo who was smiling happily, then his eyes turned to look at the wedding ring embedded in his ring finger.
Should he leave Literature? The thought continued to buzz in his head, spreading stifling chest until it felt painful into his heart. The worry was excruciating, after a long time of weighing he also solidified what was the choice of his heart.
Bunga has made the decision that this time will not be a coward again who runs away from reality, he will face whatever problems that occur due to the consequences of the decision he took.
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"So how's Carol? do you still want to continue with your rotten plan?" Literature sat down casually while Caroline looked so tense and panicked.
"How.. how can ka-kamu_" said Caroline hanging in the air.
"I can do anything if anyone threatens and wants to destroy my family, even if necessary I will do the dirty way though" cried Literature with fiery shiny eyes.
"But I'm like this because of you!" Caroline half yelled.
"Carol, don't you realize that you've demeaned yourself? you are a beautiful woman, highly educated, and also come from a distinguished family. Being constantly obsessed with me is tantamount to disrespecting yourself. Stop chasing after me Carol, if you want to be appreciated and wanted then you have to start by appreciating and loving yourself." Literature sighed and looked at Caroline with pity.
Caroline was still sculpting, not budging a bit from her seat now.
"I can't stay here much longer, you better stop all your madness. If you remain reckless then own responsibility as a result, because the original file of the video is still on me." Literature left Caroline still riveted without a word coming out of her mouth.
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"Myaaaaa...."
"Sas, put me down. You're why the hell, my head is dizzy, Sastraaaa....' Flower banging shoulders Literature asked to be lowered.
Literature lowered the Flower and hugged her possessively, "I miss you, miss you so much."
He buried his face in the recesses of the Flower's neck, inhaling the scent of its candlesticks and the soothing and intoxicating fragrance of the Flower's hair.
"Ck ck ck spoiled base." Flowers chuckle and rub the backs of Literature.
"Would you take a bath first, you smell the sweat of my dear husband, let me prepare warm water for a bath." Flowers untie his embrace.
"Wedding together?" Literature throws a perverted look at his wife.
"Haish you, remember the doctor said, that for the first trimester we should not do it too often." Flowers cupped the face of Literature and kissed her lips affectionately.
"I'm jealous." Literature sulks.
"Nothing my son has stolen you from me, it seems like he will become my arch rival later," said Sastra while stroking the belly of the Flower.
"Hahaha, you son of a bitch, you better take a quick shower, it's late, you catch a cold."
"Well my queen, by your command, I will bathe alone, what a pity my fate." Literature goes into the bathroom with a shunt.
Flowers only giggled amusedly at the behavior of Literature that was very spoiled lately, even though the pregnant one was herself, but whose mood rose and fell even her husband.