But not Me

Kamila's new prey

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.

"Say, he's my son, right?" yoga forefinger leads to Kamila's stomach which at that time was wearing tight jeans.

"Why wear pants like this, pity she'll be depressed inside!" sambung Yoga is like a mother-emak Rempong who advises her child with so many rules and restrictions for pregnant women.

"Ah yes, it's okay, I forgot to change clothes out of the front mini market, but I fell asleep because it was very sleepy," stammered Kamila.

"Sir, tell me, is he my son?" ask Yoga again when they are sitting opposite on their living room sofa.

"This emhhhh,, yes" he replied sounding somewhat doubtful.

"I thought, if this is really my son, why can't you tell me and make it difficult for yourself to say that he's the son of Mr. Bagas" asked Yoga.

"Emhhh, I just thought that if the boy became Bagas's son, then his life would be all guaranteed, after all, I did not intend to be serious with you, let alone to have a child from you, anyway, everything is beyond my plan." Urai Kamila.

"I know mbak, I also realize that mbak must think this child will not have a future if with me, but because now Mr. Bagas also already knows that it is not his son, but because now Mr. Bagas also already knows that it is not his son, let me take over that responsibility, I'll try my hardest to make our son happy, I'll work hard for him and Kamila." Yoga grabbed Kamila's two hands and brought her into his grasp.

Kamila seemed to react to nothing with the treatment he received from the young man who offered responsibility and happiness for him, to be honest he was very hesitant about the ability of Yoga, which is very difficult for him, his needs and lifestyle will not be able to meet Yoga as a warehouse worker at the Bagas factory.

"What can you give us? While your salary alone is not much, it will not be enough to meet my needs, especially if the added needs of children later." Oceh Kamila without aling-aling.

"I can, surely I can, I will try," Yoga continues to convince Kamila that she can and will strive to fulfill what Kamila and her children ask and want in the future.

"Alright, for now, I'm looking to eat a steak at an expensive restaurant, I want to see your sincerity, this is all your baby's wish," Kamila smiled curiously, smiling, it seems he has new prey and toys to just prop up his stomach everyday it seems now and then he no longer has to rack his brain to find where, where, because he can take advantage of Yoga that willingly finances his life even though it may be far from luxurious.

"Okay, if it's just steak cravings at an expensive restaurant I can still make it happen, let's go right now, I don't want our son drooling just because he can't eat steak." Yoga got up from her seat, taking Kamila away to drive the office facility car she used to use every day.

"Tomorrow you ask for a bagas to replace your vehicle facilities with a better one, your son's father is invited to ride a cheap car like this," taunted Kamila while glancing to the left and right of the mini bus car that seats the second row and to the third deliberately removed because it is usually used to carry goods.

"Yes mbak, hopefully I can buy a luxury car like Mr. Bagas's." Said Yoga with a smile that he deliberately singunggkan for women who are now sitting with gesture that is like uncomfortable being in a vehicle that is far from the word luxury like a vehicle owned by Bagas.

"If the dream is not altitude, it will be hit by a plane passing by!" ketus Kamila, who was only responded to with a thin smile by Yoga who had to start getting used to Kamila's stern and cold attitude towards her.

He should be able to be patient and survive because their child who does not want him to be wasted and abandoned later.

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Bagas looks serious looking at the sheet by sheet of photos that Panji thrust at him, occasionally both his eyebrows knit and his forehead wrinkled.

"Just keep watching and don't have to move first, we see what the movement will be like, we just catch the ball from them." Said Bagas casually.

Since Kamila's departure from her home and it was revealed that the baby in Kamila's womb was not her child, Bagas's carrier did look to be calmer, more calm, his attitude also became wiser not to explode again as before where everything was faced with high emotions, but now all the problems faced by him with slow and cool head, Panji was even very grateful because he had never again experienced what was called the Bagas tantrums that used to be his daily food.

Cheeklek,,,,!

The sound of the door of his study opened from outside, Bagas facing directly towards the door, his face immediately pale when he realized that the one who came to his room was Dara with their son.

Just contact Bagas hands busy with the sheet of photos that he just saw it, then he put into the drawer in a hurry, he did not want the photos to be seen by his wife, he did not want the photos to be seen by his wife, because it might cause a lot of trouble and would be a source of commotion between the two of them, and Bagas really did not want that to happen.

"Darling, why didn't you tell me that you were coming here?" tanya Bagas tried to stay calm despite trying half-dead to hide his misgivings and groin.

"Why, can't I go to your office?" picing Dara while pushing a stroller containing her son who is cool with toys in his hands, Dara is now increasingly skilled in subjugating her husband, if she used to be a victim of Bagas oppression, Dara is now more skilled in subjugating her husband, if she was always the victim of Bagas oppression, so now she has begun to control her husband, so that her husband who is very pure to her does not dare to do anything to her.

This is indeed the first time Dara came to meet Bagas in his office, actually there is no intention of Dara to come to Bagas office, only when he had just returned from the hospital after immunization of the son, he said, suddenly, she stopped by her husband's office and delivered the lunch she had bought after returning from the hospital.

"It's not like that baby, of course you can come here whenever you want, no one forbids you, just that I'm quite surprised because you don't usually want to come here." Bagas welcomed his wife and son with hugs and kisses for his two loved ones, while Panji, without having to be in command, left the room to give his master time to enjoy time together, after all, she does not want to be a mosquito repellent among couples whose messrainya still looks like the newlyweds.

"I was just delivering lunch to you, I just happened to be from the hospital delivering Kai immunization." Terang Dara while opening a paper bag containing several food boxes.

"Our immunization? Oh baby, you should have told me, so I could take you guys,"

"I forgot to tell you the timetable of his imagination, and I also don't want to trouble you, you must be busy working, mas."

"Emhhh I'm going to the toilet, which side is the toilet in your room, mas?" dara asked, this is the second time in his life to enter the Bagas workspace, first when he questioned about his promotion while he was still working there and not married to Bagas, the first time he questioned about his promotion, and this is the second time for him to visit the place.

"Straight, turn left!" show Bagas show the toilet seat in his room, then he again coolly invite his son to play.

As Dara walked past Bagas' desk, she saw a piece of photo splattered on the floor, as she picked it up, how shocked she was because it was a photo of Kamila, she said, suddenly his chest felt very tight and hot on him.

Bad thoughts and accusations for Bagas filled her head, and she felt very angry about it, how could her husband still keep a picture of Kamila in his study, while she was always reassured by her husband that she no longer cared for Kamila, had her husband been secretly keeping a heart on her ex? Inner Dara continued to be turbulent thinking about things and possibilities that happened.