I Love You Young Master

Chapter 11 | Pregnant?

Aqilla went back to Canada, to the country where she worked. Leaving behind Rayhan's confused figure looking for him.

Unlike the request Aqilla had written in her letter, Rayhan chose to look for the woman. His entire family also supported him to find Aqilla. After all, Rayhan had already done things he should not have done, he wanted to take responsibility. However, the woman just left for a reason.

A few days passed, there was no information whatsoever regarding Aqilla. In fact, Alvin who usually did the job perfectly also did not find any information.

“You didn't find anything, Alvin?” rayhan asked as Alvin faced him.

Alvin bowed respectfully. “Sorry, Young Master. I cannot find any information regarding Miss Aqilla.”

Rayhan who was with Robert, Reva, and Jessie in the mansion was amazed. “Nothing at all?” ask Rayhan.

Alvin shakes. “No, Mr.”

“Kok, can?”

“Sorry, Sir. According to my estimation, since Miss Aqilla is a member of the police force, her identity and information about her is hidden by the government. Therefore, our side has difficulty to find out,” explained Alvin.

Hearing that, Rayhan fell silent. Logic and his heart allow. Aqilla's work was indeed directly related to state affairs. Surely the government is covering up information about the woman.

Rayhan let out a heavy sigh, his body suddenly lethargic. “Then we have to how?”

“The decision is with the Master. Do you still want to find Miss Aqilla? If so, I will be sending more people to search for information. If not, I will stop searching.”

The man who served as Chairman of RH Group was silent in a thousand languages. He remembered the letter of Aqilla. The woman did not want him to seek her whereabouts.

Do I follow, yes, the request?

Five minutes grappling with his own thoughts, the man finally replied, “Ending your search. If we are a match, I am sure God will bring us together again someday.”

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One month later...

Calgary, Canada

“Qilla! Cepetan, uh!” ely shouted impatiently.

Aqilla came in throngs. He glanced at his friend who was angry. “Casual aja napa, anyway. Only monthly check up doang,” reply.

Ely rolled her eyes lazily. “Qilla, you know, right, if where we work there are special regulations about health? We are told to check up every month so we can know our own health,” Ely's nag at length.

“Moreover check up is mandatory and we have to report the same supervisor. Kan, complicated his business later,” added the girl again.

Aqilla let out a breath of air. “Serah.”

Rather than hearing Ely's continued ramblings, Aqilla chose to leave first. Don't care, deh, the same cry Ely kept calling out to him.

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“What? I am pregnant?” pekik Aqilla was shocked. Ely who was next to him was no less shocked.

Heh! Aqilla is not married! How could she be pregnant?

The doctor with a bule face in front of them nodded with a smile. “Yes, Miss. You are two weeks pregnant. I congratulations to you, Miss.”

Aqilla's mind was suddenly empty. The next doctor's words he had not listened to, only the sound that passed through his ears. Ely who understood the meaning of the look on his best friend's face took the initiative to listen. It seemed like there was something Aqilla was hiding.

After getting advice on how to keep the young womb, the two left the hospital. Many times Ely tried to call Aqilla by name, but there was no word. The woman was still in shock.

“Hey, Qill, are you okay?” ask Ely concerned.

Aqilla looked over in slow motion. “I'm pregnant, El?” touching her stomach.

Ely nodded, reassuring Aqilla that all of this was real. “Why did you get pregnant, Qill? What... did something happen?”

Heavy breathing sounds. Inevitably, Aqilla told me about that night, her night with Young Master Refalino. He did not expect that because of the incident one night it would make her pregnant.

“Then let's go to Indonesia. We tell them you're pregnant Mr. Rayhan's son,” Ely's advice. “You know best, Qill, how to live without parents. Yes, right?”

Aqilla pensive. Ely's words have a point. He knew very well what it was like to struggle to survive without the presence of a family figure. Huhhhh.. Aqilla, right, is just an orphan living in an orphanage.

“Alright, come.”

Aqilla and Ely immediately packed up on arrival at home. Aqilla only brought a few pieces of clothing and important items. It seems, his arrival to Indonesia this time will be more time-consuming than his previous visit.

“Udah ready?” ask Ely.

Aqilla.

“Come on that.”

Both walked out of the house. The main door was wide open and a male figure with a sharp look of eyes stood in front of their house. A look that was so intimidating to the atmosphere.

The deg!

Aqilla gulped down her hard-earned saliva. His head lowered slowly, unable to stare any longer at the sharp look.

“I didn't expect to be greeted this way by you, Lala..”.

^^^To be continuous...^^^