I know you're cheating

Gisam Butena is coming again

A smile was unceasingly etched on the face of the sumringah Varissa. Hearing what Dr. Indi said earlier, it was like blowing up millions of fireworks on the Eiffel Tower for Varissa. It feels so good. Moreover, when the doctor cheeked Chubby it said that the gestational age had stepped on four weeks.

"Don't keep smiling, Va! Your teeth will dry, "dikta's lead. Although his happiness is not less big with the wife, but the man still behaved ignorantly to Varissa.

"His name is happy too. It's only natural that I smile" Varissa replied.

"But it's not that often either, dear. Later, people thought you were a bit." Dikta put his index finger on the side of his forehead.

Varissa's eyes immediately glared fiercely. The arm of the husband was driving very hard. Let Dikta grimace. Varissa doesn't care.

"It hurts, baby!" dikta complained while rubbing his arm.

"Eat it, so people don't be ignorant, Ta! Masa' his own wife is crazy?" sulk Varissa was still upset.

Dikta's hand then stroked Varissa's stomach suddenly. In fact, the woman also looked shocked when she found the treatment from the husband.

"Look, Mama, son! Bad to Papa. Later, you don't be fierce like Mama, yeah! The calm-alem aja kayak Papa," said Dikta to his baby candidate while still focusing on the highway.

"Kalem?" Varissa. "Kalem from Hong Kong?" the argument strongly disagrees.

Dikta just laughed out loud. Duh, why is his wife always so adorable, anyway?

Arriving back home, apparently their arrival has been awaited by the three ARTs who wait faithfully in front of the terrace. As soon as Varissa got out of the car, a smile rose on the faces of the three women. Lastri even swiftly grabbed the tote bag that Varissa carried and then took the hand of her female employer to enter the house.

"Where are the results?" ask Lastri impatiently.

"Yes, Mommy? How's it? Positive?" added Bi Nunik with a face of anxious hope.

"Answored Ma'am! Don't be fooled," said Bi Darma, who was getting impatient.

Dikta could only shake his head at the three women's behavior. Just look! His wife was surrounded while he seemed forgotten.

"You all want to know?" ask Varissa when she was sitting on the sofa with Lastri sitting down while propping her chin on her knees. Meanwhile, Bi Darma and Bi Nunik sat on the right-left side of Varissa.

The compact three nodded. Curiosity increasingly appeared on their faces.

"You know what, huh?" varissa said with a bad grin. He stared at the faces of his three ARTs one by one who were back compactly nodded.

Dikta who was sitting on a single sofa seemed to be watching them with his flat face. Come enjoy the curiosity of the three women while winking to the wife who seemed to be trying to prank their ART.

"Come on, Ma'am! Don't make the heart of Lastri want to be dislodged," Lastri protested while hitting Varissa's thigh unknowingly. Afterwards, the young ART smiled wryly. He realized that his behavior was a little disrespectful to the person who had hired him all this time.

"You know what, you wanna know?" Varissa's eyebrows went up and down many times.

"Mbak...," ringis Lastri was desperate.

"Auntie wants to know too?" Varissa looked towards Bi Nunik.

"Yes, want dong, Ma'am. Tell me dong. Don't make Auntie spot the heart this way," replied the middle-aged woman.

Taking a deep breath, Varissa began to justify her sitting position. The bag lying on the table he asked Lastri to give. Then, the bag was then opened before his hand pulled out a white cheek object with two red lines in the middle.

"Now!" Varissa handed the testpack to Bi Nunik who received it with furrowed brows.

Bi Darma and Lastri came closer. Pay attention to that thing.

Seconds

Two seconds

And...

Three seconds

"Alhamdulillah!" yell at them simultaneously.

"Yes, I'm pregnant!" varissa replied with a smile.

"Yey!" Lastri clapped in excitement and immediately embraced Varissa who had been embraced by Bi Darma and Bi Nunik.

"Oh God! Finally.." said Bi Nunik with a hanging sentence because of the crying that he was unable to weep.

"Congratulations, Ma'am! Mas Dikta!" said Bi Darma who was only lightly influenced by Dikta.

"From now on, I ask you all to pay more attention to the nutritional intake consumed by Varissa. And, please also keep an eye on him when I'm not at home. Don't let, Varissa did an activity that could make him and my future child so exhausted."

"Definitely, Mas! Aunty will start arranging all the things that Mas Dikta wants. Dikta doesn't have to worry." Bi Nunik nodded in agreement.

"The family's been told everything, Mom?" ask Bi Nunik.

Dikta. The actual scratching of the tip of the temple does not itch at all. "Forgotten" he answered briefly.

"Dikabarin dong, Mum! Time' happy news like this, must be delayed ngabarinnya?" the middle-aged woman's nag.

Dikta only nodded at Bi Nunik's words which sounded like he was nagging her. Naturally, between Lastri and Bi Darma, Bi Nunik who can be said to be a member of Varissa and Dikta until he grew up. Of course, he is more courageous to tell and rebuke if the two masters are doing the wrong thing.

"I'm calling Doctor Imran to my grandmother then. Aunty take care of Varissa, yes!" pamit Dikta stood up and pulled out his cell phone from his denim jacket pocket.

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At half-eight in the evening, there were boisterous sounds of several vehicles entering the courtyard. Both Varissa and Dikta seemed to furrow their brows. Feeling confused, why there were so many sounds of vehicles that seemed to fill the front yard of their house.

"Who, Las?" dikta asked so Lastri who asked him to check forward had returned.

"Anu, Mas..," Lastri confusedly explained.

"What anu?" tanya Dikta was curious.

"Say, brother of Mas Dikta. But there is nothing similar" replied Lastri grimacing.

Dikta raised both of his eyebrows confused. Wh who? Bang Rambo or Gisam coming? Only two subtle creatures who like to claim me as his biological brother.

"Beauty, right?" ask Dikta.

Lastri. "Unfortunately, no. That's why I said, there is no similar-like Mas Dikta."

"Occordingly, which one?"

Not yet Lastri replied, suddenly a man with a neat climatic look walked hastily towards them. The man's hand opened and immediately hugged Dikta who was still sitting at the dining table very tightly.

"You're a real adult, huh? You can even impregnate women. Great you!" said Gisam who is either praising or vice versa.

Varissa suddenly choked on hearing Gisam's words. He quickly drained the drinking water glass that was beside him and then downed the water until the toilet.

"Why, Varissa's mother? You're okay, right?" asked Gisam with a worried tone.

"N-nothing," replied Varissa with a facial expression that looked at Gisam with a hint of weirdness.

"Did she have a crush on my husband, huh? Every time we meet, we must play directly hug." murmured Varissa who immediately shuddered to imagine if Gisam was gay.

"Le-pas, Gurmets!" dikta command in low tone.

"No," the man nodded. "I still want to hug you, my sister!" he added while stroking Dikta's long hair and then peeked at the top of the head of the husband Varissa.

"Dignified woyyyyy," cried Dikta who was repulsive pushing Gisam until the man stepped back.

Dikta then stood up. His body shuddered as he patted the top of his head. "Hiiyyyy..," he gave a creep of disgust.

"How dare you push your sister?" asked Gisam while pointing his index finger at Dikta's face.