Divorced for Fatty
Chapter 247: Tournament
“You stupid or what the hell is a Flower? why did you stab Bagas?”
The mother and daughter had just finished arguing in the holding cell. Tantri was very emotional, while Bunga sat with his legs bent, his knees he hugged in front of his chest. He was very sorry to have done that to Bagas. Flowers are aware as a result he will definitely be much longer languishing behind bars.
“Flower, Mama can't let you like this, you still have a future! Mama will try anything as long as you can be free from here.” Tantri shook the arm of her beloved daughter, but Bunga just kept quiet and gave no response. Until Tantri hit her shoulder in a row, then the woman opened her voice.
“I have no future, Ma. I also have no one but Mama, so even in prison, I'm willing as long as I can still see Mama.”
“Flower!”
Tantri tears wet her cheeks, she sat in disbelief hearing the words of Bunga who was so sincere in love with her. Tantri looks down to mourn the past. He seemed to realize that how children grow is the fruit of parental upbringing. Flowers like this made Tantri feel that she was wrong to educate the princess. All that happened was his mistake, Tantri lamented and slowly Flowers approached to hug.
"Let's just calm Ma, we'll always be together!"
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“She seems to be growing fast, look at your stomach already protruding like this!”
Kelana hugged Hana from behind as the woman was busy making omelets for breakfast, her hands twisted rubbing the wife's stomach from the outside, while Kelana's lips had already kissed Hana's shoulders and cheeks.
“I can't wait to feel the kick,” said Hana, she let her face deliberately close her eyes and move her lips. He also got a warm kiss from Kelana. The man was anxious until he pinched his nose.
“Tell me if he kicks you!” Taking off her hug, she sat down on the chair and grabbed the tea that Hana had made a few minutes ago.
“Do you also want to feel the kick?” asked Hana while putting a plate containing omelets in front of Kelana.
“No, I want to scold him for being insolent, his old days kicked.”
Hana. Instead of sitting as usual across from Kelana, Hana put down her omelette plate instead. He wrapped his hands around Kelana's neck and kissed her soulmate's cheek by pressing down firmly.
“Hem .. I will remember, but be prepared to constantly fight with mama later.” Hana grinned, but Kelana didn't just shut up. He put the omelette in his mouth and said
“My kid my rule Hunny, my son my rule.”
Hana was shaking her head, she could already imagine how much chaos it would be when Dinar quarreled with her husband because of differences of opinion in treating the baby.
“This morning I plan to see Bagas condition, he got five stab wounds from Flowers, but only one deep one. Do you want to come?” kelana asked, just mince words to see the reaction of the wife.
“No, I am busy today preparing the printouts for the Thanksgiving event moving our house the day after tomorrow. I also have an appointment with the Council ma'am and his gang,” replied Hana. He had already decided to no longer care about Bagas.
“It looks like you are already very familiar with them.”
“Of course! do you know, honey? every Friday night they hold a tournament,” said Hana enthusiastically.
“Tournament? What tournament?”
“Climbing husband!”
“Uhuk …. “
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Carp kelana 🤣