(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 29
Caesar got out of bed, peeking briefly at the forehead of Cempaka who was fast asleep. He allowed a blanket, covering his entire body without a thread. Then, smile while looking deeply at that peaceful face.
"Sleep soundly, rest well," he murmured, grabbing the clothes on the sofa.
Caesar slowly closed the door of Cempaka's room, slowly and carefully. I always wanted to look at that face. The face that had lately filled his mind realm. The burly body turned around, stuck to the wall, looking up, I don't know what he was doing?
His hand rubbed his chest, exhaling a long and heavy breath before going to his room. Inside, Eva was waiting anxiously. Start thinking about finding a pregnant woman and buying her baby.
Eva quickly turned her head as soon as the door of the room opened. He immediately approached Caesar and expressed his desire.
"Darling, I have another idea how to have children as soon as possible." His lentic fingers unbuttoned Caesar's shirt smartly.
The thick eyebrows of the man met each other, hearing the words of his wife. What else did Eva plan to do this time. He started complaining tired.
"Whatchu mean? Didn't we make a deal with Cempaka? I'm sure sooner or later she must be pregnant" said Caesar a little upset because his life was always arranged Eva.
However, back again on the love he had, Eva was one of the prima donna among the top like him. Being the usurper of many heirs to the throne, and he felt lucky to be able to marry her.
"Look. To date I have not seen any signs of pregnancy in that woman. What if we find a pregnant woman and pay her baby a heavy price. That's pretty obvious, money doesn't matter to you anyway, does it? I don't feel good about your father constantly asking about the baby" he said bowed at the end of the sentence.
Caesar held his breath, inexhaustible Eva's cerebellum was always filled with plans that were contrary to his wishes.
"I don't agree because if it's like that, it means that the child is not my biological child. Be patient any minute, I'm trying to make your dream of having children come true." Caesar rubbed Eva's cheek, seducing her not to force her to do another silly idea.
He was already comfortable with the existence of Cempaka in the house. Eva frowned, leaving Caesar and sitting on the edge of the bed with her face bent.
Caesar sighed, sitting beside him. He grabbed Eva's hand and held it.
"What's wrong? Isn't that woman your idea? You're sure she'll have a child for us, aren't you?" caesar asked Eva's faith when making plans to marry him to Cempaka.
Eva looked down, pretending to cry sadly.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Caesar grabs Eva's shoulder, pulling her into a hold.
"I'm afraid you're gonna turn away from me. I'm afraid you'll love her and forget me. I'm afraid you'll leave me, Caesar." Eva raised her tear-filled, wet and reddened face as if she was truly grieving.
With a gentle sweep, the owner of the stern jaw removed the tears from his cheek. Reviewing the sweet smile, reassured the woman that Caesar's heart and all love belonged to him alone.
"Did you not trust me anymore? Why do you think that? You're still my only wife I love so much. Be patient any minute, all this will surely pass." Caesar again clutched the body, looking for the feeling that used to always make him drunk.
However, something is wrong here, the sense that was always present he no longer found. Eva is no longer the same as before, there is something flowing in her that she does not know.
Eva smiled cunningly, there was a plan that she was putting together in her brain for nothing. He threw himself in bed, playing with his cell phone looking for something that always made his wallet prancing around with excitement.
"Oh, jeez! This is the bag I wanted, finally. Hah .. There is only one, I must not be left behind. I'll order it and show it to my friends."
Eva stretches both hands, she never loses to all her social friends in any case. Except for the child.
Eva hurriedly opened the message with a special notification. Smiling her lips, replying quickly and removing them directly.
"alright. Maybe I should start moving. I've waited too long for this" muttered Eva, putting the phone on the nightstand as if there were no secrets in it so Caesar could not be suspicious.
Pretending to be asleep, so Caesar doesn't touch him.
****
It is a habit of Cempaka in the house, he will wake up in the morning blind to help Yudi make breakfast. The butler kept smiling throughout their routine.
"Miss, what are you going to cook today?" tanya Yudi recalled yesterday Cempaka said he would try all the menus.
"I want to cook some mushroom soup, sir. Do we have any mushroom stock?" asked Cempaka, as quickly as lightning Yudi checked the storage cabinet.
Coincidentally what Cempaka needs is available even if only a few.
"I've never tried that menu because Miss Eva doesn't like it. But you can try it. Big Master really likes mushroom soup made by his wife," said Yudi understood Cempaka immediately.
"This mushroom soup is great for health, and is suitable for consumption by large masters." Yudi continued while helping Cempaka concoct cooking ingredients.
"You make it often, Miss?" tanya Yudi paid a little attention.
Cempaka shook his head, for the rest of his life he had never eaten such luxurious and delicious food as was available in Caesar's house.
"I sometimes have to endure hunger for not having money, sir. Most importantly for me, my twin sisters could eat well, but now they have left me alone. I have no one in the world anymore" said Cempaka with a firm heart.
She had already accepted her fate sincerely, if after giving birth later Caesar would throw it away it was better. Because the content of the covenant was only until she gave birth to a child for the Aryan family.
"I'm sorry, Miss. I don't know about it" Yudi said unkindly. He bowed in front of Cempaka, completely regretful with his own question.
"It's okay, sir. No need to apologize, I can accept everything with a sincere heart. Thank you for watching me." Cempaka smiled sweetly, there was a willingness radiating in both of his manics.
The aroma of the soup that came out evoked the sense of smell of Mr. Arya. He came quickly to the kitchen, and overheard the conversation. His old heart asked, Who is that girl there? The waiter? Why did Yudi call her Miss?
