Chased by the Love of the Police

Uncovered

Sonya and Anya arrive at the college. Anya accompanied her brother to the room of her future husband.

"This is your husband's roommate. I want to go to another lecturer's room, I'm staying papa?"

"Yes not papa. Thanks for the deck."

Anya steps in leaving Sonya. Sonya knocked on the door of Ezza's room but there was no answer. Sonya decides to wait for Ezza and sits in the front seat of Ezza's room.

Ezza came to his room, followed by some students behind him who were about to discuss the task.

"Mrs.." Ezza is shocked by Sonya's presence.

Sonya saw some women behind Ezza.

"Busy, baby?" Ask Sonya whispered.

"Come in first, have a chat in the dalem." Ezza told Sonya to go into his room and told his students to wait for a while.

"Can't you be here, honey?"

"I want a surprise. Happy birthday." Sonya took out the gift box she had just brought. And gave it to Ezza.

"What is this, baby? Thank you yes. Why bother to come here now? Malem will meet dear."

"Emmhh, no papa. I want to know my future husband's workplace. Say no, let's not macem-macem."

"I can't be a macem baby. But now I'm thinking how do you go to the hospital?"

"I took a taxi online, baby. You must be busy."

"Sorry baby, are you in a hurry to get to the hospital? If we can wait half an hour, we will go to the hospital. I want to clear the assignment to the students in front of that."

"Emmhh, okay. I'm waiting, baby. But don't hurry, just relax."

Ezza smiled at his very understanding lover.

Sonya waited outside the room, and Ezza explained the assignment to the very young student in the room. Sonya's mind again glared, He was afraid that if later it had aged or his body was not as good as now, Ezza would glance at the young students.

"Yuukk, leave now?" Sonya's daydreams were spoiled when Ezza was already sitting next to her.

"Well, is it over?"

"Udah, let's go now. Let's not be late."

"Yes yuk."

While in the car Sonya was silent, she was still busy with her thoughts about the fear she felt.

"Why you, baby? How's diem?"

"Aahh emmh is not. No papa."

"Is there a problem?" Ask Ezza again.

"No dear."

"Sure?" Sonya seemed to think. He decided to ask Ezza.

"Emhh, baby. You've never been interested in your students?"

"Pull meaning?"

"Yes he was interested. Like it the same way they are young and beautiful."

Ezza.

"So that made you so diem from earlier was because of my students earlier huh? The jealousy?"

"That's not it, baby." Sonya was embarrassed to admit her jealousy.

"I'm not interested at all. To me they are all my proteges. There's no thought whatsoever. Different when you first see you, the first time you see already instantly in love." Rayu Ezza makes Sonya blush.

"Gombal iihh."

"Gak papa gombal same as his own wife-to-be. Later if it is legal you must be ready every day I gombalin." Ezza held Sonya's hand and held her. He also kissed the back of his lover's hand, Sonya blushed more and more.

"Anyway, if anyone disturbs your thoughts and feelings, do not hesitate to talk directly, dear. I don't want to spend time together for a fight or a fight. I want it to be this way."

Sonya smiled and felt calm with Ezza's reply.

***

Iqbal returned to his room after lunch with a beaming face. I don't know why this afternoon he was so happy. Iqbal realizes that it looks like he's in love with Mela. His meeting with Mela at lunch excited him to take a job again. It's like finding a reason to work harder.

When he entered the room, he saw Sonya sitting on the sofa while playing with a cell phone.

"Raptain you?"

"Uhuuk, clear very face." Sonya Temptation.

"Gue abis charger feeling. Your mother who can date, happy-happy, dear."

"Wuuiissh, patient dong. Sensi is very similar to the bride and groom. Emang lu abis having lunch with you that bustle?"

"Yes, who wants to be married. Yes, I had lunch with my friends."

"I want to eat lunch today."

"No need, I'm not jones." Answer Iqbal confidently.

"Jones what?"

"Jomblo ngenes."

"He believes he has a crush. How's it going? You told me you liked it?"

Iqbal. He threw his body against the sofa.

"If I say, I think I'll be rejected."

"Haah? How can you say that? Who the hell is he? The nurse? Or the pharmacist here? Emmhh or who the hell? I wonder who it is."

"People aren't ready to date. More like that trauma. We are also close to being friends. That's why I'm afraid that revealing everything even makes me the same he'll be away."

Sonya put on a concerned face.

"Propay for Bal. I'm sure he'll have to melt the same kindness as your sincerity. I'm sure every girl likes to be fought. You don't give up anyway."

"Yes, I have to fight him. I don't want to give up my heart completely."

"Naaah that's dong. Who is the guy anyway? I was not answered from earlier. I'm curious."

"You know what?" Iqbal Temptation.

Iqbal whispered a name that stunned Sonya.

"Our seriousness? Didn't you guys know you guys like tom and jerry yeah?"

"Yes that was. The more here, I like to take care of him, make him happy and if deket him, I'm excited about it." Sonya smiles to find the story of her cousin who is in love.

"The spirit of Bal. May Mela soon open her heart to you, and close her ex's memories." Iqbal nodded.

***

Gista and her family came to the Yoga family home in the evening. Her family thought Yoga agreed to marry Gista because Mama Yoga said she wanted to talk about everything.

"So how's jeng? When was the wedding?" Ask mom Gista enthusiastically. Gista next to him smiled happily. He was happy because he thought he could make Yoga give up on marrying him.

"Yeeess.. I could be a Yoga lady. Pretty handsome and handsome husband. If the monthly money is not much, I can morotin tuh old bangka for the costin his son." Inner Gista.

"Wait a minute, jeng. Wait for Yoga to come down later we'll talk about everything."

"Yoganya in aunt's room? Can a Susulin cyst?" Ask Gista in a spoiled tone.

"Aahh emmhh awaited by Gista, will be down soon." Answer mama Yoga reasoned.

"Yes, let it be called Gista. If they want to marry again, Gista must practice serving the needs of Yoga. Who knows Yoga needs something." Kayu mama Gista's.

"Ooh that's it. Yaudah it's up to jeng." Answer mama Yoga.

Gista walked and walked with confidence. He immediately went up and looked for a Yoga room after asking which Yoga room was.

Gista fixed his makeup. She lowered her dress slightly to show her chest that was indeed volume. He also wipes his hair with his hands. After feeling quite sexy and seductive, he immediately knocked on the door of the Yoga room. Gista waited a while and there was no reply from within.

Gista felt impatient, he tried to open the door that turned out to be unlocked. Gista immediately entered the Yoga room and closed it again. He looked around and heard the water. "Ooh, take a shower." Gista Mumbles. Gista imagined the stocky body of Yoga that would soon be his. Soon the shadow made Gista's passion increased, especially since her pregnancy she had never done it with anyone because both her parents restricted her to go anywhere by herself.

Gista sat on the edge of the bed, he crossed his legs and raised his dress, so that his legs look level and smooth. "Gue guarantee now you can't refuse anymore. You fell into my trap." Inner Gista while smiling herself imagined Yoga seeing it and would definitely be tempted. Gista took the initiative to not look aggressive at this time, He will let Yoga be tempted naturally because of the beautiful scenery in front of him, namely himself.

Yoga came out of the bathroom wearing shorts and a towel on her shoulder, revealing her sixpack chest and belly. Yoga shocked by the presence of Gista. Gista who saw the beautiful scenery could not hide his passion and continued to stare at the body of Yoga who was not wrapped in clothes.

"Gapain you here?" Bentak Yoga.

"Shock it, baby? I'm sorry, I knocked but there was no response. So I'm in." Gista replied gently with a smile, but his gaze could not be separated from the stocky body of Yoga.

"Get out now!" Yoga with anger.

"Are you ashamed?" Tanya Gista pretended to be plain. Gista instead of going out, he stood up and stepped towards Yoga who was still standing in front of the bathroom.

"Don't I tell you to come out?"

"Sstt, don't be shy. Aren't we getting married soon?" Saying Gista seduce, He began to put his index finger on the chest of the Yoga field. Yoga immediately backwards give distance to not be touched by Gista.

"Wasn't it like you? Don't dream."

"Huhuh? Didn't you tell me and my family to come here to talk about marriage?" Ask Gista confused.

"Lu get out now or do I drag you out?" Yoga began to growl and raise his voice.

"I'm out." Gista was panicking. He felt something was wrong. "If Yoga told me not to come here to talk about marriage, then what is Yoga planning?" Inner Gista.

"Well, what if Yoga knows something." Gista started thinking no.

"But it seems impossible. He also knows about Faisal. Then the old man would also be embarrassed if honestly already pregnant his affair until divorced from the legitimate wife of the rich." Gista tried to amuse himself.

He immediately came down and sat down near his mother.

"Yoga abis shower ma, wait a minute." Said Gista to her mother who had just chatted with mama Yoga.

Yoga down with black casual t-shirts and shorts. Looks relaxed but still handsome and handsome. Gista was staring at Yoga. "It turns out that handsome is also my future husband." Inner Gista.

"Hello om, aunt. Good night." Sapa Yoga to mama and papa Gista and sit on the sofa close to his mother.

"Yes Yoga, good night. So how's your decision? When is the wedding?" Ask papa Gista with his wife.

"So this is auntie, I'm so sorry. But I really can't be responsible for Gista's pregnancy." mama Gista who heard that direct emotion and was about to speak cut off Yoga speech. However, Papa Gista held his shoulder to wait for the reason of Yoga.

"I can't marry Gista, because I know that the baby's biological father is not me. I never did anything with Gista."

"So you mean my son ever did with another man?" Asked Mama Gista with a sharp look. Gista who heard the chat suddenly panicked.

"Maybe aunty can ask Gista herself. If Gista doesn't confess, I can give you proof." Gista turned towards Yoga. His words confused Gista. "What evidence does he have?" Inner Gista.

"Your cysts can explain what Yoga says?" All views are now on Gista.

Confused about being honest or lying. He is afraid that the evidence possessed by Yoga can make him look willing to lie. Gista paused for a moment confused by the decision to be taken.

"No, I'm just doing the same yoga." Gista decided to keep lying. He was pretty sure the evidence of Yoga would not be up to making him look like a woman was not right.

"Gue can avoid if there is evidence that shows I'm the same guy. Tell me it's a client who contracted me to be his model." Gista's mind tried to calm down.

"You heard it yourself, right? I'm sure my son isn't an easy woman, Yoga. Beware of what you say, I can sue you for insulting my son." Mama Gista started to get emotional and speak in a high tone.

"Well if Gista doesn't want to be honest. I have evidence to suggest that I'm not the real father of the baby."

Yoga plays a video of Gista being attacked by aunt Yuni. I was panicked and shocked by the video. "Damn, where did he get this video from." Inner Gista.

"This is what Gista? Can you clear it up?" Highlight the eyes of mama Gista and papa Gista fixed on his son. Their faces really showed the need for an explanation related to the video they just watched.

"Emmhh, no ma. That's a misunderstanding. So I was the same client I had dinner at the hotel, kept his wife like that misunderstanding and blind jealousy." Gista tried to reason.

"You sure?"

"I yes ma. Really ma."

"You're sure it's just a client relationship with Mr. Faisal?" Ask Yoga to Gista.

"Do you know where Mr. Faisal is from?" Gista is panicking.

"Gue has met Mr. Faisal. I even talked and knew who the baby's father was. Do I need to play a recording of my conversation with Mr. Faisal? Or, you're being honest yourself." Yoga is calm but firm.

Mama and Papa Gista looked at Gista. They realized something was wrong, it seemed like their child was in trouble.

"Gista, explain everything!" Ask Papa Gista.

Gista was confused, he was downcast and silent to answer nothing.

Yoga who saw Gista never said honestly chose to play the recording of his chat with Mr. Faisal.

Gista bit down her lips upon hearing their chatter. Yoga continued to roll until Om Faisal spoke that Gista often did with other middle-aged men, and Om Faisal who admitted he was the father of the baby in the Gista cage.

"STOP! You matainin the tape. It's all slander. I don't think so." Gista panicked and shouted. Everyone looked at Gista with sharp gazes. Especially his parents who felt very embarrassed by the behavior of his favorite daughter during this time.

Mama and Papa Gista move out and pull Gista to cover their shame.

"Ma, pa, Gista can explain everything. Wait ma, pa.. It's all slander maaa, paaa.."