
Serious conversations happen in the backyard.
“You no longer know where to find money. The mother's plan failed, Utari did not marry the mother's friend's son. What if that mokey gang hurt you son?” Sukma looked at his son's face.
“Mother rest easy, for a while Eko is safe ma'am. Kemaren Eko has deposited 400 million to them.”
“Where do you get money from? Don't tell me you borrowed that from another loan shark. Son, do not add to the problem of mother son,” Sukma resisted the crying that almost broke. Imagining a gangster boss named Mokey who does not hesitate to kill, what if his son is entangled in other debts with other mafia.
“I don't borrow money from whom ma'am, that money is purely my own money. Trust me ma'am,” persuade Eko. He sure looked at the mother's face, because the money was indeed the result of his hard work in bed with Selvie. Suddenly an idea occurred in Eko's brain. “Hmm, mom. What if I borrow again with Mr Morgan?” whisik Eko's.
“Borrow again? How many loans we have to master, I am even embarrassed to look at the face of Mr. Morgan, your gambling debt before him on the master alone has not been paid,” said Sukma while hitting the back of his son.
“I'm sorry mom, I promise I won't gamble anymore,” in spirit Eko raised both fingers. He was determined in his heart not to step on his foot in the gambling house again.
“You used to say that, for real? You stuck like this keeps making mom dizzy, what if happens what with you?” sukma said worried.
“If it is my destiny to die at the hands of the Mokey gang, what can I do. This is karma for me.”
Sukma raised his head to stare at the stupid words of his beloved son. “You're crazy? You want to die at their hands? Hix. All this because Utari, your debt should have been paid off. I took care of her to a great extent. A little return of gratitude just do not want,” Sukma began to sob. He began to put his frustration on Utari.
Sukma pulled Eko's hand and then gripped her tightly. “Just be careful, don't wander off by yourself anymore. Remember not to be alone on the streets. They could've found you and beat you up. You understand?”
“Mother rest easy, I won't wander anymore. I promise I will live better and work harder to work to pay my debt,” said Eko.
Hearing his son's words, Sukma became a little relieved. At the end of the day, Eko looks a little changed. He tried to pay his own debt is already a very good change of attitude. In fact, he began to often return to the Milano residence to see his mother.
Then from the back porch of the house, Selvie's voice shouted to Eko's name.
“Eko!” the figure of the beautiful and elegant woman appeared from inside the house.
“Iya Nyah,” sahut Eko friendly.
“Eko, game.” Pekik Selvie's. He looked at Sukma who was then seen flutter while wiping the remaining liquid in his eyes.
“A what's up Sukma?” ask Selvie.
“No Nyah, nothing, walk before you are late,” said Bu Sukma.
At that time Eko and Selvie went straight to the car.
Arriving in the car, Selvie who was still curious asked Eko.
“Your mother why?” he asked while staring at the face of the man from the rearview car in front.
“That's it, mother told me to be careful and do not be tired anymore,” Eko replied.
Selvie. “Ooh, I think your mother is in trouble.”
“No Nyah, mom is fine.”
The car continues to drive Selvie to a Japanese restaurant located in the brass area.
After arriving at the restaurant, a woman named Renata was waiting for him there.
After ordering some of the mainstay menu of the restaurant, Selvie and Renata talked seriously about their plans to work together to open a shoe factory in Bandung.
“Ya is Vie, let's eat first. Later continue to chat,” said Renata.
Selvie also served herself with a small plate in front of her. He began to take one by one the menu on the table.
Selvie's hunger suddenly changed after the fishy smell of sashimi burst into his nose.
“Ueek.”
“Napa Vie?” worried Renata asked, Selvie almost vomited due to the sashimi on her chopsticks.
“Ga tau Ren, kok sashimi nya fishy huh?” ask Selvie back.
“Amis? Time anyway?” Renata plucked one piece of raw meat into his mouth. “ngak ah. You know the quality of this restaurant. Maybe he serves stale food to customers,” said Renata.
“You ate sashimi, I ate cooked. Maybe my stomach is sensitive again,” Selvie pushed the sashimi bowl in front of Renata until the fishy aroma was reduced from his smell.
Selvie also scooped a piece of tempura into his mouth, after some nausea chews back on him. The fishy taste of food makes her neg and wants to vomit. He ran quickly to the toilet.
“Ueek.”
“Ueeek.”
The aroma of shrimp is really fishy makes it want to continue to remove the stale food from his stomach.
“Vie, are you okay?” said Renata who then followed him to the toilet.
“Sorry Ren, my stomach again can't compromise Japanese food. Though usually I was most excited, but.” now Selvie even close his nose so that the smell of fishy food outside does not smell by him. “Ren, just move. We find another place to eat aja yuk,” invite Selvie.
Renata then leaned against the sink next to Selvie standing up. He investigated the nosebleed of the nauseous woman before him and then shook his head.
“You sure you're nauseous about food? You're not pregnant, are you?” ask Renata.
“Crazy times. I may not be pregnant. I have not..” Selvie trying to remember the last date of his menstruation. He did so with Eko only 2 times when he was drunk. The rest they use safe.
“Kok crazy anyway, married women if pregnant is natural?” renata.
At that moment Selvie's eyes were opened. She should have gotten her period two weeks ago. Buty? Maybe she was pregnant. If it really means?
“Ren, I go home first yes. I want to make sure of this first. Bye.”
Selvie picked up her bag on the table then walked quickly away from the restaurant.
“How is this? I'm pregnant with Eko's child? Oh my God, is this my punishment. I just play with him and this is the result? No, Eko can't know this, I have to abort this kid. I don't want to have a child of such a lowly person.”
With a fright Selvie walked out the door. He never thought of his own stupidity.
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