
When returning from the Samin Resto, they arrived at their house to cross paths with Mrs.Grace who seemed to be the arrival of guests of his business partners. Grace had a glance at Valerie who quickly looked down, but her husband's grandmother did not say anything, she continued chatting while walking with her guests.
“Many guests,” says Valerie.
“Iya, let's quickly change clothes, you'll be rained later you're sick,” invite Earlangga, his hands touch Valerie's back which even pay attention to Ny. Grace also glanced at him.
Valerie immediately rushed away, every time she saw her grandmother Earlangga's gaze, her gaze was like pouncing on her.
“You why? You scared my grandma?” earlangga asked with a smile, looking at Valerie who hurriedly walked towards their room.
“Ah no, I just feel cold this quickly want to change clothes,” Valerie replied lying, while opening the door of her room and directly to the walk in closet took her clothes and then came out again.
The man looked at him. Her grandmother's gaze, now her grandson's, rushed Valerie into the bathroom.
Earlangga smiled clearly that Valerie was afraid of her grandmother, she also opened her coat and felt her hair was also wet. He walked to the bathroom and knocked.
Tok to tok.
“What's up?” valerie asked in astonishment, why did the bathroom door knock, make her ration deg degan only, why did Earlangga disturb the bath?
“I want to take a shower!” shout Valerie.
“Take me a towel!” shouted Earlangga.
Valerie looked at the side of the bathroom and it turned out to be true, Earlangga's towel was there. But he had already taken off his clothes, how could it be possible to give them to Earlangga?
He took the towel and opened the bathroom door half-closed, one of his hands outstretched by holding the towel. Earlangga looked only at the hand that appeared at the door, he smiled and picked it up, maybe he was bothering a pregnant woman?
After taking the towel, brugh! Valerie directly closed the door loudly, making Earlangga dumbfounded. What's wrong with that girl? Thought it. She immediately walked away from the bathroom door and wiped her hair with a towel.
Ealrangga sat on the sofa while turning on the television and drying her hair with a towel.
Not long after the sound of knocking on the door.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Who the hell? Inner Earlangga while walking towards the door and still mopping her wet hair. When the door opened there was already a waiter carrying a tray with a glass of white milk.
“Make Ms. Valerie, sir, told Ms.Grace,” said the maid as if to understand the meaning of her gaze Earlangga.
Earlangga frowned, once his grandmother paid attention to Valerie, what happened?
“Save there,” said Earlangga.
The waiter put it on the table, then walked out of the room again.
Earlangga stared at the glass of milk, he was surprised, there was no rain, no wind, his grandmother told the waiter to bring milk. Eh he forgot there was rain there was wind so they were wet from the rain. Hemm tumben once his grandmother was attention.
Earlangga approached the table, then looked at the milk. Her grandmother disliked Valerie for being pregnant. Bad thoughts came to his mind, Earlangga became suspicious lest his grandmother put Something in the milk and wanted to abort Valerie's content.
Her grandmother's hell was that lovable? But what if it turns out that in the milk there are certain substances that add to the fetus? Valerie could miscarry. No, even if the baby is not the baby, Valerie should not miscarry, her soul will also be threatened.
Earlangga took the glass of milk that still felt warm. He looked at the milk again. Should he try to check if there are harmful substances in the milk?
Without a second thought, the Earl drank the milk a mouthful. Feels, tasteless, it feels no sweetness. In drinking again, still bland there is absolutely no taste. Drink again, still the same, should if there are certain substances there will certainly be a bitter-bitter taste or a strange taste. She drank it again while feeling her milk.
“What are you doing?” suddenly Valerie appeared already bathing and changing clothes, staring at Earlangga who was drinking milk.
“Oh this I was drinking milk,” replied Earlanga, while brandishing the milk glass and staring at the glass, at once she was surprised because the milk was almost gone.
“Drink milk?” ask Valerie.
“Yes, the waiter brought you this milk,” replied Earlangga, then turned to the glass he was holding, his eyes were wide.
“Why is the milk a little?” muttered Earlangga.
“What do you mean by Father? Do you drink pregnant mother's milk? I just found out that you like to drink milk pregnant women,” said Valerie.
“Not, this is milk for you, grandma who told the waiter to make it for you,” replied Earlangga while thrusting the glass to Valerie.
The woman looked at the milk glass then at Earlangga.
“Bapak drank my milk? Pregnant women's milk?” valerie asked, looking at Earlangga.
“No, I just tested it maybe there was something in it,” replied Earlangga.
Valerie squinted her eyes.
“Thus? Test the milk until it runs out like this? The baby can be angry that the milk was spent by you,” Valerie said.
Earlangga saw the glass of milk, the milk stayed a little.
“You're right, why does the milk stay a little?” tanyanya confusion.
“I want my milk full again,” said Valerie.
“Iya , I call the waiter to make it,” said Earlangga.
“Do not want, Father who has to make it, Father who spends his milk! You have to take responsibility,” Valerie said.
“I made it? I do not know how to make milk,” replied Earlanggga confusedly.
“Both you have to make it, it's milk for me!” valerie said almost yelling making Earlangga surprised. Why did she dare to touch him all?
Waduh, Earlangga was confused, stared intently by Valerie with her eyes that were like they were about to cry, making her feel guilty.
“Alright, I will make it,” said Earlangga, whereas in his heart he will have the waiter make it.
“Review yes when tell server,” says Valerie.
“No, I will make it,” replied Earlangga.
“I don't believe you want to shrink that milk,” Valerie said.
“Why not believe? You see I will definitely make it,” replied Earlangga.
“I should see it then,” replied Valerie.
“What?” Earlangga was surprised, why did he have to make milk? But she couldn't resist, and she immediately walked out of the room, followed by Valerie, and they headed to the kitchen.
Earlangga looking for where the milk is stored. Finally, the milk can was found. He took the can on the table. He was confused on how to make it. Valerie just stood looking at him and noticed him.
Earlangga read the instructions in the can.
“This milk should be how many spoons?” murmured, while mebaca and then took a glass filled with warm water, put the milk beberpaa spoon and stirred it.
Valerie was still standing looking at him making milk.
“Pak Earlangga? Why is it in the kitchen? Why not just call the waiter?” a woman's voice came into the room in shock.
Valerie turned to the voice as well as Earlangga who was stirring the freshly made milk.
“Pak Earlangga made milk for me,” Valerie replied with a smile to the newly-appeared Bu Asni.
Bu Asni was shocked to hear it and was shocked, hurriedly approaching Earlangga.
“Pak, let me just make the milk!” he yelled, he felt bad why his employer made his own milk.
“Pak Earlangga produced my milk Bu, just let him make it,” said Valerie.
“Yes, this is the milk is also finished,” said Earlangga while giving it to Valerie who now accepts it.
Ms. Asni looked confused to see it. Earlangga turned to Bu Asni, suddenly he remembered something. Valerie is staying with Ms Asni, why doesn't she ask Ms Asni who Valerie's boyfriend is? Why think only now?
Earlangga turned to Valerie who was drinking her homemade milk. In his heart wondered, he was the master of this house, all he needed was a waiter who provided it, why would he even make milk for this pregnant woman? And she was happy to see the pregnant woman drinking vigorously.
“How, make my milk?” ask Earlangga.
“Hem is good,” replied Valerie, while coming out of the kitchen while carrying her milk glass.
Earlangga looked at him dumbstruckly, the reaction of the pregnant woman was just that, thanking her also not. But yes, the important thing is that she doesn't cry.
“What's with that milk?” ask Ms. Asni.
“I spent her milk,” replied Earlangga while dying, let alone Miss Asni, she held back laughter hearing it, why Earlangga drink milk pregnant women?
“Bu Asni!” call Earlangga.
“Iya Sir, what is it?” ask Ms. Asni.
“Valerie stay with Bu Asni how long?” ask Earlangga.
“Ad 2 monthly more,” replied Bu Asni.
“Two months?” ask Earlangga.
“Yes, what's up Sir?” ask Ms. Asni.
Earlangga also thought it meant that Ms. Asni must know who Valerie's boyfriend was, because when Valerie fainted and there were red signs that Valerie had been living with Ms. Asni, that means Ms. Asni knows who Valerie's boyfriend is.
“There is something I want to ask Mom,” said Earlangga styling Bu Asni seriously.
“What's the matter Sir?” ask Ms. Asni.
“Soal...” Earlangga's speech came to a halt when a call sounded on the door.
“Pak Earlangga!” calling the voice made Earlangga turn it turns out that Mr. Sobri was standing there and looked at him.
“What's up?” ask Earlangga not to ask Ms. Asni.
“Called Ny. Grace!” answer Mr. Sobri.
Earlangga turned to Bu Asni and then to Mr. Sobri.
“All right I was there,” replied Earlangga, then stepped out of the kitchen.
Bu Asni was speechless with Earlangga's departure.
“Pak Earlangga want to ask what was?” muttered.
Ms. Asni turned to the empty milk glass and took it and stored it in the dishwasher.
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