I'm Not a Substitute Womb

47. I'm Not a Substitute Womb

After college, Calista stopped by one of the Shopping Malls with Carlos. The two wanted to spend time together.

"Om, don't buy too many maternity clothes for me."

Carlos who was choosing maternity clothes immediately turned to Calista. "Darling, this dress is beautiful. It must be very beautiful if you wear it with you," he approached Calista carrying a special pregnant dress.

Attached the dress to Calista's body. Her never-ending smile radiated happiness making Calista infected with that happiness.

"I like the blue one, Om."

"This?" carlos asked and was nodding at Calista.

After shopping, Carlos and Calista went hand in hand with both hands clutched together and one hand Calista the other embraced Carlos.

Many pairs of eyes were staring strangely at the two because a pair of different-aged humans joined hands affectionately.

Calista looked at Carlos looking gloomy as there was a young man looking in admiration at him.

Even when he was in the restaurant, Carlos still looked glum. Calista was still watching Carlos who did not want to look at him.

"Just point out that Om is jealous" Calista said as Carlos tried to contain the jealousy.

"I'm jealous, but I'm ashamed of my age that I don't deserve to be jealous!" carlos murmured which was still heard clearly by the five senses of Calista's listeners.

Calista who sat opposite Carlos immediately grabbed the hand of her husband who was on the table. He was kissed repeatedly so that Carlos calmed his heart.

"If you're angry, sad, jealous or anything you feel for me, just reveal it!" lang Calista's.

"I'm ashamed. I'm ashamed of my age, Calt!" charles Lirih.

"Oms. I don't care about Om's age at all. I like it when Om's jealous" said Calista, stirring up spaghetti and feeding Carlos.

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The next day, Calista had just finished her last course. Anita was always by her side.

The two headed to the Canteen before returning to their respective addresses. But today something is different. All eyes looked at him with an intimidating look.

"Nits. Why do I feel like everyone's staring at us, huh?" tanya Calista looked around the Canteen as well as Anita.

"Yes anyway. But never mind, don't think about it. Now let's eat before your invitation."

Calista nodded. Anita ordered food for both of them. He was waiting on the corner.

Calista was spontaneously shocked because someone had deliberately flushed the drink over his head.

"ups... Sorry," said the student who was none other than Meta who from the beginning of college did not like Calista.

Calista did not answer. Prefer to clean his wet body let alone his hair is always in his pity.

"Oh look. He seemed like nothing had happened," Meta sneered again to make his friends laugh at Calista.

"Stop laughing at me, Meta. Or you'll regret it," murmured Calista did not want to repay Meta for remembering that she was pregnant.

"Uuh.. So scared. Ck. It turns out that the property of adoptive parents is not enough to become a sugar baby," said Meta.

Calista frozen. His eyes looked at Meta as if asking for an explanation. Of course, without being explained, he knew the meaning of Meta speech.

"Stop bothering me, Meta."

"Where? good as a sugar baby? ajarin dong? is there any other technique besides opening the hose wide?" cerca Meta is sneering at Calista.

Yesterday, when Meta was also in the same Shopping Center. Accidentally seeing Calista walk together with a grown man. Unfortunately, Meta is not very clear who the man is.

Calista embraced the friendly adult man and the many paperbags that in the tenteng man who was with Calista.

"Kc..Ck..Ck. A cheap base," hiss Meta then passed leaving Calista and followed by two of his friends.

Calista just silently stared flatly at Meta's departure. The face was indeed flat but the tears were occasionally dripping.

"I want to go home" Calista said in a raucous voice.

Anita was still panicking and worried. "We wash your hair, first yes. I'm afraid your husband is angry" Anita murmured but Calista shook her head.

"I want to go home" said Calista again in a raucous voice.

Finally Anita agreed to take Calista directly to the parking lot because Agus was waiting there.

Anita did not come because she had to work part time after returning from college. In the car, Calista only kept silent occasionally rubbing her cheeks as her tears flowed without any orders.

"Is Madam okay?" ask Agus worried.

Not without reason, besides Calista is Carlos' beloved mistress, the young girl is pregnant with the Martinez Group heiress who must be properly maintained.

Calista glanced towards Agus. "I'm fine, sir."

"Does the Madam want anything? an ice-cream? the fruit? or want to see you, sir?"

Calista nodded weakly. "I want to go home" he murmured.

Calista's mood was suddenly bad after hearing Meta's words earlier. Is he so low?

Arriving at home, all the servants were worried about Calista's messy state.

"Mrs. Can I help you?" ask Mbok Iyem.

"I'm going to take a warm bath, Mbok. My head is a little dizzy" said Calista up the stairs slowly followed by Mbok Iyem.

"I'll get ready, Him."

Calista nodded and opened the door and sat down on the edge of the bed, waiting for Mbok Iyem to prepare warm water.

When finished, Calista immediately soaked in warm water for a while. Calm the heart and mind though still every Meta speech has poisoned his mind at this time.

Satisfied soaking, Calista put on home clothes and then lay down his body on the bed and then into the blanket.

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Carlos came home a little late today. The amount of work makes time with Calista reduced.

If only it was still like before Calista preoccupied with courses, surely Carlos had brought his wife to the Office like last time.

Carlos went into the kitchen to get some cold water. "Mbc. What did my wife do after college? has he been drinking milk?"

"Sorry, Sir. Madam after college just holed herself up in the room," reported Mbok Iyem made Carlos choked on his cold drink.

"Where can my wife be in the room? Did Agus say anything?" cerca Charles.

"Said Agus, when Madam got into the car in a moody state and cried, Sir."

Without answering Mbok Iyem again, Carlos immediately went up the stairs to their room. Slowly opened the door and Calista was curled up under the blanket.

Approaching the bed and sitting on the edge of it on Calista's side lay down. Swab her hair with love.

Carlos knows his wife is sad right now.

"Honey," he called to make Calista blink and open his eyes.

"Om" said Calista, got up and hugged Carlos.

Carlos returned the hug while stroking Calista's hair and occasionally dipping his wife's head.

"Why you?" ask Carlos.

Calista shook his head with closed eyes. Being in Carlos arms is such a calming place. It is like the antidote to everything he faces.

"I'm kangen. I was busy and I was busy in college. When we are seized," Calista murmured reluctantly to reveal what is being experienced. But the expression miss is true.