But not Me

Best husband

Yoga was seen pacing back and forth on the top floor, exactly in front of the door of his sister's room, he was just about to knock on the door of his sister's room, but it turns out Dara had already opened the door of his room from inside.

Dara, who was about to go down to take her son for a walk in the garden behind her house, was surprised when she opened the door and found that she was already standing in front of the door of her room with a matted face and like thinking about a lot of problems in his life.

"Ishhh, sister Yoga. Just be surprised!" Dara rubbed her chest which seemed to have almost jumped from where it was.

"Sir, there's something you want to talk about, about-"

Not only did her sister finish saying what she wanted to say, Dara had already pulled her away from there, she recalled her husband's words about the upstairs surveillance cameras in every corner of it.

"We're just talking in the park downstairs" said Dara.

"Somehow, why don't you go to the office?" dara asked, it's still working hours and her sister is still free to roam around the house.

"Sister can't afford to work, deck." - the great-grandson.

"Tidak konsen work how does it mean sis? Please don't be weird, brother. Mas Bagas has given a good opportunity for you to live a normal life like an adult man, the job you get easily, thousands of people out there really want it, brother's lucky." Said Dara trying to advise her brother so that his lazy nature does not return.

"I know the deck, but how can I work if my mind keeps thinking about the possibility that the baby in Kamila's bladder is really my child, if it's really my child, if it's really my child, do you have the heart to abandon your own niece, deck?" said Yoga with a face made as clear as possible, he knew that his sister was soft-hearted and unbearable.

"What kind of want a sister?" ask Dara.

"Please persuade Bagas to give me a leave of absence, I want to find Kamila's whereabouts, I want to make sure that the child in Kamila's birth is really my child or not," he revealed the turmoil of his heart that continues to interfere with his mind lately.

"I'll try, but I don't promise to make it, I'm not good either, brother just worked there hasn't been two months' leave." Dara finally agreed to Yoga's request, although honestly she also had to feel dizzy and confused how she conveyed the request to her husband, really he felt bad for feeling too much trouble Bagas.

In the afternoon, when Bagas had just returned from the office, he immediately gave Dara a piece of paper.

"What is this mas?" ask Dara confused.

"That's Kamila's address now, give it to your sister. Tell him to go see the woman and get the problem over with it." Bagas said casually then toyed with his son who is now more active and healthy.

"Emh,, mas, did you hear me talking to a yoga teacher this afternoon in the park? Is there also a surveillance camera on the floor here?" nervous Dara.

"No, there's a surveillance camera and even at some point in the corner of this house, but only the upstairs cameras I prioritized and I connected to my cell phone," bagas replied calmly, his face continued to be made as funny as possible so that his son continued to laugh when he saw his father's face.

"Look boy, your mother's face looks more beautiful when she's jealous," Ledek Bagas spoke to his son who clearly did not understand anything about what his father was talking about and could only answer his father's words with laughter and obscure babbling that was only himself and his father Only god understands.

"Mas, I'm asking you seriously!" dara Cebik.

"Oh come on, baby, don't suspect me like that, your sister hasn't been to work for three days, and I told someone to follow her, it turns out she's looking around for Kamila aimlessly, then I sent the banner to find Kamila's whereabouts, and that's the result, the paper in your hand, that's all I can help solve your brother's problem, the rest let him solve it himself." Urai Bagas pulled his wife's hand to join him and their son in bed.

"Nothing can replace happiness as I feel it today, having you in my life and being able to hug you every day for me is already the most beautiful happiness and grace of my life, I don't even need happiness other than this, don't ever think I'm gonna turn away let alone leave you, because that's the thing I can't do, except God, who separated us from us by death." Urai Bagas tightly embraced his wife and son, the single most precious treasure in his life today.

Ah, once again Dara's heart melehot and melted to hear the words of Bagas who always managed to make himself fly into the air just because of the sweet words of her husband. How Dara is not more affectionate and afraid to lose if Bagas treatment always warms his heart and makes his blood rustle great, feeling he will not be able to if he has to lose his romantic husband, it is, he who is always spoiled by Bagas makes him more dependent and can never pay for it if Bagas turns away from himself who has been made love as love as love for a man who used to be even it's so hated.

True to the old saying, if love and hate are the limit is only a strand of hair, because sometimes we can not distinguish between love where hate, if the parents say first, because sometimes we can not distinguish between love where hate, do not be too hate later can fall in love, and vice versa do not be too love, because once disappointed, hate to the roots and there is no cure.

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Armed with the address that Dara gave her, Yoga immediately went to the house that is now Kamila's residence, only a simple rented house that is now a shelter for women who previously always lived in luxury must accept living in a small rented house whose building looks outdated.

Yoga felt sorry for what Kamila had to experience now, the steps were a little hesitant, what was the address given by her sister was the address of Kamila's residence, Kamila, even he forgot to ask his sister how he could get the address because he was so happy, he immediately grabbed the paper and immediately rushed away, even he also forgot to say thank you to his sister who always sacrificed for his family, being the backbone of the family replaces the duties of his father who is not responsible and only wants to laze and himself as the oldest child was never willing to help relieve his sister, beba, even often he even asked for cigarette money or pocket money on his sister.

Yoga walked even with gameless footsteps, approaching the wooden door of the house whose paint had faded.

The knock of the door four times only heard the sound of footsteps approaching the door from the inside, after the sound of the lock door being turned, the door was opened slowly, slowly, the figure of the woman who seemed to have just woken her eyes.

"Yoga? How do you know I live here?" asked Kamila in shock, he who was still half conscious and felt his life had not even collected it blinked his eyes several times to make sure that the person in front of him was actually Yoga.

"I'm looking for you, mbak, I thought I'd never see you again, I'm worried about the situation mbak and also circumstances-" Yoga shifted his gaze that had been staring at the woman's face now turned to Kamila's flat stomach.

"Whose circumstances?" kamila's eyes are squeaking.

"Well, he's gone, I feel like he's my son, is that right? Please tell me, ma'am!" said Yoga who still stands in the doorway because it has not been allowed to enter by the owner of the house.

Kamila took a very deep breath, it seemed like the woman was thinking about something and choosing what words she would convey to Yoga at this moment.