Bar-Bar's Wife The Heir

Chapter 77 S2 Delayed

Jendra drove his car to a town a good distance away. It takes more than two hours if the streets are crowded to arrive there.

Towards this weekend, he decided to go to see the girl who is his girlfriend. Jendra deliberately brought a change of clothes from home so he no longer needed to go home or buy a new one.

Jendra also deliberately did not want to contact his girlfriend because he did not want to be rejected again. He had made up his heart to propose and come directly to his girlfriend's parents' house.

Jendra had prepared a ring that he bought a few days ago. He felt this was too rushed, but he really wanted to make the girl his wife.

She is a playboy, but doesn't she have the right to choose a good woman to be the mother of her children?

Jendra arrived at a minimalist design tenement. He entered the house and was greeted by a woman in her 50s who looked pale from illness.

"Come, Son!" The woman orders while opening the door.

Jendra went inside. The old woman knew Jendra well because Jendra had come to this house several times.

Actually, the father of the girl who is now her boyfriend is one of the workers who worked on the project handled by Jendra company a few months ago. Unfortunately, the girl's father died of sudden illness.

Jendra for the first time met the girl in this house, as he offered his condolences.

It sounds strange indeed, a CEO down immediately served to the house of a worker. But, Jendra instead considered it as a way that God had arranged so that he could meet the girl.

"Yes in the coffee shop, son. You didn't stop by there?" ask the old woman.

The glow. The girl was named Light and was commonly called Yaya. Beautiful and meek, making Jendra captivated and imagining the girl to be the mother of her children.

Jendra. "No, Ma. I'm not going there. Intentionally, because you want to wait for Yaya at home, you want to talk to mom."

"It's okay, Mom?" jendra asked and made the woman sitting in front of him nod with a small smile.

"It's okay. But maybe Yaya's gonna be home late."

Jendra saw his watch, it was still 7 p.m. It is still a long time to wait for Yaya's return which will usually close at around 10 or 11 p.m.

"No problem, Mom. I'll wait on the porch later."

"No need, son. Just wait inside because it looks like it's going to rain."

Jendra nodded. Sure enough, the wind started blowing a bit. And the air was starting to get cold.

Jendra refused when the woman wanted to make him tea. He did not want to trouble the owner of this house. After all, he had bought coffee on the road that he drank in the car on the way to this house.

"Mom, actually I came here, with one good intention..." Jendra began to talk seriously mumpung Yaya has not come home. After all, he had to ask the girl's parents' permission before actually proposing to her.

"I intend to have a more serious relationship with Yaya..."

"Assalamualaikum," the voice of the girl named Yaya made Jendra's conversation cut off.

Jendra saw Yaya go inside and immediately the girl's face looked surprised when she saw herself sitting with the girl's mother.

Meanwhile, Jendra was more surprised because it turns out Yaya was holding a man's stocky arm with a cuddle around his beard.

"Yes, you're home, son." Yaya's mother was no less surprised to see her daughter enter the house with another man while her daughter's boyfriend was sitting with her in this cramped living room.

"Ma-s Jendra?" ask Yaya nervously. He looked at the man he was holding. Joking around with the man beside her, Yaya did not realize that the car parked on empty land not far from her house was Jendra's car.

The man seemed to nod and tighten their hands.

Jendra felt something was wrong. Why does the girl he recognizes as his girlfriend even take another man?

Jendra stopped second-guessing, because he already knew where the ending of this awkwardness was.

Yaya with a face full of fear sat next to her mother and the man always accompanied her.

That made Jendra more convinced, he felt in the wrong place and time.

"Lady..." Yaya held her mother's shoulder.

His voice was made as soft as possible so that the sick woman did not panic and shock. The woman who suffered from severe heartburn was staring at her daughter.

"There's something Yaya has to talk about with mom."

"What's your relationship with him, huh?" ask her in a soft voice while pointing at the man who came with Yaya with his chin.

"He's..." Yaya lowered her head unable to continue his sentence.

"I'm Yaya's future husband, Mom!" the man made the woman surprised.

Jendra could not speak anymore. A loud bang ripped his feelings apart.

He, a playboy who is always pursued by many girls, today proved to have been cheated on by his own girlfriend! Is this karma or a test?

"Then, Son Jendra? You still have a relationship with him, don't you, son?"

Yaya looked at Jendra and nodded slowly. "I'm sorry!" That was all that was said from the lips of the girl who had shed those tears.

"Then why is she your future husband, Yaya?" asked her mother by holding onto Yaya's shoulders and shaking her slowly.

"Because.. because..." Yaya did not dare look at her mother's face. The girl kept her head down and re*mas her fingers.

Jendra was no less curious. He waits for an explanation of why until he is in the duakan when he has serious intentions in this relationship.

"Because Yaya is pregnant with my son, Mom!"

Duaarr!

The voice of thunder greeted the man's confession. Rain will be down soon.

The sound of thunder did not make Jendra surprised after the most shocking confession.

Jendra and the girl's mother stood up from her chair. Didn't expect a girl as good and innocent as Yaya could get pregnant before marriage.

Jendra was unable to withstand the thump in his heart for the second time. This time, he felt like a fool hoping for a love reply from the girl who had been with another man.

"Then, excuse me" he said in a trembling voice.

"And yes, I think after this we have no business anymore" said Jendra staring at Yaya at a glance.

Yaya nodded weakly. Yaya immediately supported her mother's body because the old woman's body was hollow.

Jendra came out of the house with limp hands and feet. But, who would have thought that the man who claimed to be the father of the baby Yaya was carrying was following him.

"I'm sorry for the situation" said the man still standing at the door.

Jendra looked at the man and nodded. As a gentleman, he did not want to throw a punch to the man's face. Even though his hands were clenched.

"Yaya and I love each other. So, I hope never to come back."