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"Madam, it's the milk of many pregnant women" Madam." Report the waiter who made Yana become over thinking looking for who the sender is.

It can't be Vander's husband, because he usually does the shopping or the messaging if he can't.

'Who is this from?' Yana looked at the milk of pregnant women who were quite a lot in front of her eyes.

Stress began to haunt him, even though he remembered his circumstances but the sense of worry is very large without his control. Until a message makes Yana's bad thoughts become more and more.

"The lady has a piece of paper."

"Give me!" Yana reads the message that says drink regularly and keep the content well.

*****

Vander, who had just finished a meeting, was shocked by a home report that said Yana suddenly fell ill and made her come home soon.

"Honey what's wrong? Is anyone bothering you?" Yana appeared to be lying down with a paled face.

"What's wrong with the lady?" Not getting an answer from his wife, Vander turned to the waiter there.

"Sorry sir, madam so this is how it is after receiving the package.

"Package?" Repeated the possessed Vander.

"Yes, sir, the package contains pregnant women's milk." Yana was silent but not with her heart that worried Vander would be suspicious.

Moreover, coupled with Vander's gaze on him that made him finally cry. "Honey, why are you crying? It's from Mama, he sent me forgetting to say it." It felt as if the stone that was squeezing Yana was breathing was gone with her husband's answer.

His eyes immediately stared in search of the truth on Vander's face. "I'm so scared, I think from the bad guys, you know it's very dangerous now" Yana said softly as she wiped her tears.

Both Yana and Vander, feel that since pregnancy she is increasingly sensitive and easy to think badly. 'Thank God, it's impossible from someone else, right?' Inner Yana spoke while looking at the arrangement of pregnant mother's milk arranged by her servant.

"Honey, I hope not easy to think heavy, remember the doctor said.... It can affect our baby." Vander came from behind and stroked his wife's stomach gently leaving Yana covered in his senses.

"Hmmm, but immediately tell me not to worry." Yana clasped her hands and followed the rhythm of Vander's movements

"Not anymore, I love you." The faces of the two approached and sounded the roar of breath with each other until the sticky action stuck and twisted inevitable again.

******

On the other hand, a man in a white shirt that opens at the top wiggles a glass filled with mango juice, not wine like the others. His manic continues to stare at the photo on his laptop screen.

"Beautiful, I don't even forget that beauty is under my control and screams pleasure. We'll meet again, now I just need to undergo quarantine from my seed."

"How's it?" Ask when his men just landed.

"Sir sir."

"Good! Keep monitoring! Not just one but all of them, especially our main cast. Eekk! God, I'm so tormented." Finally he chose to open and throw what wrapped his upper body part.

The nausea again whack his body, from the round-shaped table his feet stepped towards the sink neatly displayed on his left. Turning on the faucet, his nausea sound like singing and accompanying music like a concert heard by his men.

Seriate......

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