Boss My Sister's boyfriend

The Eps 56

Meanwhile, in a house that still leaves grief for its owner,

"You still nauseous?" ask Denis to Cantika.

"Still," he said briefly.

"Tomorrow to take a check to the doctor?"

"Get it, Mama said nothing."

Cantika twisted her clothes, turning her mind. As the nausea approached, he took a quick step towards the sink but nothing came out of his mouth.

"When you take the drugs it's not clear, where did you get them?" asked Denis after Cantika sat down again at the original spot.

"Ga nanya, I certainly don't want to be like this, I..." It seems like the sentence is stuck, unable, or lazy to continue the sentence. Clearly, there was an implied sense of regret from his words, regretting his life.

"Everything has happened, now we fix our mistake by taking care of this child as best we can. Now that my mom's gone, she's in Heaven, she'd love it if we could take good care of our son." Denis tried to melt Cantika's heart.

"I'm ashamed, my family, my friends are all successful, why should I be tied up like this??" Her tears are dripping. He rubbed it quickly, even as if slapping himself.

She never imagined taking care of her own baby, because her dream was to be the wife of a wealthy husband and she did not have to carry her own child because there was a baby sitter who encouraged her baby stroller. As for now, to buy a stroller that just might not be able to.

Denis sighs. There were no words he could say to relieve a Cantika. There was a desire to part, but he thought more about the baby in Cantika's stomach.

For Denis, a child is God's care that must be maintained. As with anything, she will try to keep him next to her son, trying to look good in front of him, so that his son does not feel discouraged to see the quarrel of both parents.

"You know Denis, what I asked for was always Mama and Papa to give me, even though I didn't have the achievement of my brother" she said without thinking about her husband's heart.

"Now suddenly I have to come to think about your debt" he regretted.

"Sorry Cantika, last month you know, I went back and forth to the hospital. I need a lot of money for it. Even when you slept here, I just got home from the hospital right?" clearly trying to give understanding to his wife.

Cantika was silent again. Whether he understood it or was sorry, he lowered his head and twisted his clothes. She had grown tired of thrashing like yesterday at the beginning of her marriage, as Denis responded to her rampage patiently. In addition, Denis also keeps his mother from hearing the tantrums of Cantika, but even covered, a mother is able to know the condition of her child, even though she can not pronounce words.

"Well, now if this baby is born, will you be able to give me enough?" his challenge.

Denis clenched his hands wanting to hit anything in front of him, but he was still patient, feeling tight rumbling in his chest hearing a sentence that felt disrespectful to a man, but considering there was life in his wife's stomach, he's puffing his emotions.

They willingly give each other their own girlhood and virginity. There is no compulsion. Only, Cantika did not think much about pregnancy. All that existed at that time was who could make him happy.

"You still love Surya?" denis asked suddenly, pressed down by the vexation in her heart which then made the sentence slide out of her mouth unplanned.

Cantika flinched for a moment. The shadow of luxury and honor to be proud of his parents, to be able to please himself with a reel of treasure without having to put in a lot of effort in making it happen, just crossed when he heard the name Surya.

He wanted to say yes, although he did not understand what he loved about Surya, but only the headband appeared in front of Denis.

Cantika himself had been disappointed, he was too high hopeful, but in fact the hope was extinct. Moreover, an older brother that he envied easily got what Cantika dreamed of.

"You love me?" asked Denis again, asking if Cantika agreed with his heart, even though his attitude was like that.

Cantika sighed softly, "Yes."

For Cantika, the answer seemed to only want to aim to silence Denis' mouth so as not to ask questions again, but for Denis, enough to make her survive in the household she would somehow wake up to.

Still imagined in Cantika's mind, when he was invited to walk by Surya to all stores that sell famous brand items in the city center, when he was free to choose what he wanted. The million-dollar watch is still circling on his left wrist. He's stroking the watch. Is the prestige awake when just riding a motorcycle while wearing the clock?

If only he had not been rash, it would not have been this way, but to endure with eternity while waiting for the certainty of a Surya bored him. The boredom required entertainment and entertainment that he could turn out to be misleading.

Cantika lay down on her bed. Closing his eyes, forgetting his troubles.

Denis returns to the living room, reopening his debt record. Is he going to be in debt again, while his salary hasn't gone down completely?

For a moment he thought. Then I remembered his mother. Soon she opened her late mother's closet, then she found a gold ring in the box. He considered again carefully. Finally, his decision was unanimous to sell the ring.

"Sorry Mom, I really need it" Denis murmured as if his mother was still beside him.

Denis held the ring, kept it in his wallet so he could exchange it for rupiah tomorrow. Not to pay off debt. Of course the nominal is still less if only to pay the debt, but there are other plans for a side business. Denis determination is round.

***

The next day, Denis went to work by kissing his wife's forehead, leaving behind a fifty-thousand note for his wife to use to buy food at the stall next door, because Cantika could not cook.

He took his mother's ring with him. He sold the ring with a heavy heart. Now, the red money is in his grasp.