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Maureen - Hormone Strike

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Angga really came. I thought I'd end up frustrated for the past week. Where was he using a long nagging because of the tranquilizers I was taking.

"It's not good for fetal development, Reen ...."

I don't know what other advice will come out of his mouth. From a to z, it's all about fetal health.

"Why talk about a fetus that we won't take care of later?" I reply every time our conversation ends in an argument.

Like this morning, I threw a bowl of hot cream soup on the floor because he refused to eat. I hated the way he reprimanded me, but when he held me to sit at the table while he cleaned up the shards... it was sweet.

"If pregnant women get angry, the baby will get cranky," Angga said.

"I won't take care of the baby!" Of course, we had already decided this when Angga arrived.

We weren't married, the pregnancy was temporary, and the baby would be handed over to social services.

Then Angga would let out a long sigh and get busy doing whatever he could do at that moment. It was the sam
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