Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 Part 25

I've been allowed to go home. Although it has not fully recovered, I think a two-day hospital stay is enough. I can't bear to see Mas Dwi every night having to sleep on the sofa. With a heavy heart, we finally returned home. Not a rented house but our previous home. My in-laws didn't allow me to stay in a new house much less just the company of an assistant that we didn't know how she behaved.

It was a little rash and too rushed. Fortunately, the house has not been fully paid, just a down payment. And the good thing is, the owner of the house only took a quarter of the down payment that Mas Dwi had paid. Then for the household assistant problem that we already got, we hired at home to help me.

"Then what's Julia, Mas? Is he still home?" my many. I still think about where he will stay because his job has been let go.

"I don't know and don't care" Mas Dwi replied as he stuffed my things into the bag.

"Mas, don't do it! After all, Julia's sister is your sister," I reminded.

"You didn't forget, did you, just like Papa said back then?" tanya Mas Dwi later.

"But ...."

"But what? If you don't care about our child and care about Julia, go ahead! What is certain is that I do not want our children why-why," said Mas Dwi firmly while looking into my eyes fixed.

I was silent and did not dare to answer. After all my stuff was packed, we immediately got out of this nursery and went home. Along the way, we didn't talk much. I know, Mas Dwi certainly thought about the situation of me and our son, but I felt I could not be selfish either. Julia also has a child.

When we got out of the car, a woman in her 30s came out of the house and came up to us.

"Good morning, sir, Mom. I'm Arum, the new assistant in the house," he said.

"Ah yes, thank you for coming" replied Mas Dwi.

"Let me bring her things!" said the woman.

Mas Dwi gave my bag to the woman and she brought it in. He stood at the door of our room.

"Why not go in?" ask Mas Dwi.

"Sorry, Sir. I did not dare to go into any room, unless it was allowed," he replied. It seems like it works well, hopefully not to disappoint.

"Hm." Mas Dwi nodded in agreement and said, "Alright, here is the bag! Let me bring it in."

"Well, sir," he answered and gave the bag to Mas Dwi.

We went into the room and the woman left. Still equally silent, no one opened the voice first. Never like this, maybe Mas Dwi was really tired. There's no harm in me giving up on talking first.

"What do you want to eat? Let me order outside," asked Mas Dwi suddenly, even though I intended to ask first.

"Emm ... What, what's bad," I replied. Yeah, I need my nausea reliever.

Dwi came out of the room. I thought he'd get a message on the phone, but he's gone himself. I snorted in annoyance. I was upset at myself for having a hard time following my husband's wishes, but I knew it was good for me and our baby-to-be.

I just remembered, I haven't confirmed Julia's sister is still in this house or not. I came down from my bed and went outside the room.

"Where are you going?" tanya Mas Dwi who just opened the door of the room. Fortunately, my head did not hit again.

"M-want to drink," I answered lying.

"What cold? Let me get it, "he asked again.

"It's not cold" I replied.

Mas Dwi nodded and closed the room door again. I sat back in my bed. Dwi feels so cold. It's never been like this before. He's really mad at me. Will I be locked up in my room after this? Just to get water is not allowed.

Mas Dwi has returned to bring me a small teapot with his glass and put it on the nightstand. Without speaking he went out of the room again and in an instant he returned with a glass of milk.

"Sorry to miss, it's a drink first!" he said, giving me that glass of milk.

I accepted it and Mas Dwi stepped onto the workbench. I took a long breath. I think I made a big mistake to make Mas Dwi that angry with me. I drank the milk a little, then put it on the nightstand. I saw Mas Dwi from here, he started to struggle with his computer. For three days he did not go to the office, not to mention his other work. Hah .. I can only make trouble.

Suddenly I remembered the love story of the couple in the comics I used to read. Many tell about the owner of the company can actually be delicious and only take care of the woman. The reality is back to me. Well, though not entirely wrong. But what I see here, Mas Dwi cannot just hand over work to his subordinates.

"Excuse me, sir, ma'am, the order's here."

Arum's voice rang out after he knocked on the door. Mas Dwi opened the door and received the food box and closed the door again. He put the box on the table and took the folding table. Then he put the table in front of the sofa next to our bed.

"Come, eat!" invite Mas Dwi who has been sitting on the sofa while opening the food box.

"Yes" I answered, getting out of bed and sitting next to him.

He ordered two boxes of fried chicken sauce. The first one is fried chicken spicy sauce, while the other is fried chicken spicy cheese sauce. We are indeed fellow lovers of spicy food, so it is no wonder that ordering two foods is just as spicy.

"Now, a!"

He chewed his chicken a little and gave it to me. I just kept quiet seeing it. I thought he was mad at me, but why is it still so sweet?

"I'm not angry, let's eat! Our son must have been sparse," he said later. It seems like he has the ability to read my mind.

"Yes, I ate it" I replied as I opened my wrapped rice. The chicken that Mas Dwi was about to feed me, even he ate himself.

"Ughuk!" Suddenly Mas Dwi choked.

"Ehh! Mas, slow down dong!" I said while taking the water that was on the nightstand.

Dwi drank the water slowly. His face was red, it must have been very hot.

"Pedes really, not as usual," he said after drinking two glasses of water.

"It's not slow! Sprain, right, so," my scolding while rubbing Mas Dwi's back.

"Yes, sorry. You see, the spicy smell is very piercing, has not been swallowed has made a cough," he replied.

"It's still hot, huh, the throat?" manyworry.

"Slightly, a bit painful anyway," Mas Dwi replied as he grimaced with the pain.

"Drink milk." I gave her the milk she had made. Mas Dwi immediately received it and drank it until the remaining half a glass.

"Gee!" He stopped drinking and looked at me.

"Why, Mas?"

"It's yours, right?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, why?"

"Can I have a drink? What if there is an effect?" tanyanya panic.

"Emm .. maybe payud*ra Mas could be more ...." I did not continue my words, deliberately pranking Mas Dwi.

"Darling, don't joke!" threaten Mas Dwi later, his face looks so funny.

"Hihi, your face is very funny, Mas," I said as I pinched his cheek.

"Can ... hahh ...." He breathed a sigh of relief. "You're lucky my one dirty hand, if it's all clean you'll have finished" he said annoyed.

"out?" I repeat his words.

"Yes, I ate it!" he answered while pulling me with his unwashed hands and showering my cheeks with his kiss.

"Absolutely, haha! Sorry, Mom!" I tried to get away from him but still couldn't. Even though only one hand he used to hold me, my strength was still incomparable.