(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 41
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" asked Eva, laying her head on her husband's chest.
He felt uncomfortable seeing the man just silently not talking. Caesar wrapped his hands around Eva's shoulders, smiling at her as if saying that she was fine.
"There's nothing. You don't have to worry" he said, rubbing Eva's arm to calm her down.
The woman regained her composure even though she knew Caesar was thinking about Cempaka. If he could not go to see him, Caesar could never leave.
They arrive home, Eva's family begins to come to the house alternately looking after her who is pregnant. Caesar was unable to leave because it would only arouse suspicion in all family members.
"Where's dad?" caesar asked Yudi as he did not see the old figure.
"Master went to the funeral for a while. He was ushered in by his private secretary, there may be things they need to discuss, sir." Yudi bowed, he had met with the family secretary Arya before the departure of the father.
"Oh. Yes already. Any word from Cempaka? I wanted to see him, but they wouldn't let me go." Caesar glanced at the group of people in the living room, the Eva family.
"Aren't you able to ask Mr. Arjuna?" yudi said he remembered the Caesar driver who always drove and picked up Cempaka for control.
"I can't wait for him tomorrow. I don't actually need anyone's permission, but I don't know why Eva always knew I was leaving. There's always an obstacle for me to leave." Caesar sighed, now he was bearing the consequences of his lie.
"Patiently, Sir. There will all be times, where you will be able to meet the lady." Yudi felt sorry for his master.
After the departure of Cempaka, Caesar returned moody. His smile is no longer visible, he is often even found pensive alone.
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In the afternoon at Cempaka's house, Arjuna's car arrives in the yard carrying Cempaka back. Unlike usual, Arjuna immediately bailed away because Caesar contacted him.
"I'm sorry, Miss. Take care of your health, do not be too tired and do not think too much" Arjuna said politely.
"You didn't stop first? Why rush?" Cempaka's forehead frowned deeply, astonished at Arjuna's attitude.
"Not this time, Miss. The master contacted me and asked me to meet him immediately," replied Arjuna as he turned around and got into the car.
Cempaka did not respond too much, he entered the house with Lucy, closed the door and locked it. Without them noticing, two pairs of eyes scanned from behind a wall.
"You go! I want to see him" said one of them, without dispute.
"Then, how do you come back, sir?" ask the secretary to Mr. Arya.
"I don't want to go back today, I want to stay here a few more days. You can come back when I call" said Mr. Arya, standing straight before walking closer to Cempaka's house.
The old eye was cautiously scanning, he knew there were Caesar people around the house on guard and would report anything to their master.
"Get out! I know you are here, "lord Arya orders with great emphasis.
A group of people came to face the old man. He scanned their faces one by one, before giving his loud ultimatum.
"Have you confirmed these faces in front of me?" mr. Arya said it made them confused.
"Already, Sir. You can go on, I've saved their faces and I have the data" said a voice without a form further adding to the confusion within them.
"I hope that none of you will report my arrival here to Caesar and his wife, or anything else. Whosoever. If that happens, not only will your fate come to an end, but your family as well. Do you understand!" Slowly, but with emphasis. The threat that Mr. Arya uttered was not a figment.
They knew, within that smile was smiling the cruelty of an Aryan. Who, if dares to disturb the peace of his family, is prepared to suffer the consequences.
"Understand me, Master!" sahut them simultaneously.
"Go! Go back to where you are, from now on you work for me. Keep my son-in-law here!" Mr. Arya shook his hand to drive them away.
The group bowed before dispersing back to where they were hiding. Master Arya sighed, the gate was still closed.
He stepped up with a smile, his investigation during his stay at Caesar's house was not in vain. The gate opened, the wider his lips smiled. The old leg stepped for sure, the heart bloomed happily as it got the news of who Cempaka was.
The young master married her about two months ago, but kept the marriage a secret from everyone. The goal is to lure a child.
Once the report he received from a reliable and trustworthy envoy. Mr. Arya also investigates about who Cempaka is and like his family life.
Wh-tok-tok!
He sighed waiting for the door to open.
"I'll see it, Miss." Lucy got up from the sofa and walked towards the main door. Usually a Caesar envoy would routinely dispatch their household necessities.
"Yes!" Lucy opened the door, stunned to see who was coming. "Tu-lord?"
Hearing that, Cempaka looked in panic. He thought that Caesar, who had come, was agitated, immediately struck his heart. What should he say when the man asks about the condition of his stomach.
"Lu-lucy?" Cempaka called out nervously.
Lucy was still staring at the door, from where she was sitting she only saw the side of the woman's body. Before long, Lucy shifts give way to someone who comes along.
"Where is he?" asked Mr. Arya with a friendly smile.
"No-nona is inside, sir." Lucy did not dare to raise her face, she let Mr. Arya in and immediately closed the door. Lock it up so no one else comes in.
Mr. Arya smiled looking at Cempaka's restless-looking back. He bit his own nails, looking very nervous. Mr. Arya stepped before Cempaka, even the stick as his handle was inaudible to the pregnant woman's ears.
Cempaka's mouth was open, his eyes were open while he saw the end of the stick that was treading on the floor. Slowly, he lifted his face, making sure his eyes did not see wrong.
"Grand-mom!" Cempaka. Wanted to get up, but not powered up all of a sudden.
"Just sit down." Mr. Arya dropped his ass on the sofa in front of Cempaka. Her lips continued to smile with her hands placed on the end of the stick.
"How are you, son?" asked Mr. Arya, stay as friendly as they were when they first talked. "Why didn't you go say goodbye to me? I'm looking for you to just talk, but you don't exist. It turned out that I moved here," continued Mr. Arya while raising his face staring at the ceiling of the house.
"Sa-I'm good, sir." Cempaka lowered his face.
The sight of lord Arya coming down looked at her enlarged stomach.
"Call me dad!"
