I'm Not Taking It Again

Bladder Child

"What is the relationship between Mrs Septi and the late Hari Pranoto?"

Everyone was stunned to hear the question from Kenan. They look at each other too.

"Is this woman not your daughter Madam?" accuse Kenan of his grin. The eyes of Dirga and Deri widened to hear Kenan's accusations.

"Take care of what you say, Kenan!" snapped Septi.

"Why are you angry, Madam? I'm just guessing," joked Kenan.

Dirga squinted her eyes at Kenan. Because he knows how Kenan acts and speaks. From the legend that Kenan showed there are things that Kenan still keeps secret.

"My mother is not him" replied Bunga.

"Yes, who knows. The one who died was just your foster mother" Kenan casually replied.

"What do you mean, Kenan?" Now, Deri spoke up.

"Don't be heard, Pah. He's a stupid assistant. Just like our son who is foolish for having kept his wife who is crazy of treasure" said Septi.

"Enough, Mah!" snapped Dirga.

"Once again Mamah vilifies my wife. Don't expect me to see Mamah again" he said.

Niar could only sigh violently. Humiliation after insult is always her in-laws throwing. Makes him sometimes feel bad.

"Kenan, take me away. I'm sick of everything" said Niar.

Just as Niar was about to leave, his hand was prevented by Dirga. "I'll take you." Dirga pulled Niar's hand and gestured to Kenan. He answered a small nod by her.

"Where are you sleeping?" ask Dirga. There was no response from Niar. He looked out the car glass.

"Darling, answer me" said Dirga.

Niar is still silent. He was angry and disappointed too. Moreover, her husband suddenly became a planless man. Because it cannot stand the silence of the wife. Finally, Dirga pulled the car over.

Dirga removed the seat belt and got out of his car. However, Niar still did not budge. Until Dirga opened the car door next to him made Niar jerk. Moreover, Dirga had already gathered before him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not strict. Because I'm scared too. Moreover, Mamah threatened to harm you and our child." Niar's eyes widened when he heard the true reality.

"I'm afraid, I don't want anything to happen to you all. If it happens, it's certain I'll go crazy" he explained.

"I promise, I won't leave you. You can hit me, you can fuck me. But, don't ever cuddle me. I can't stand it, Yang. You and our son are precious to me" Dirga added.

Niar was still silent, not a single word came out of his mouth. His heart is still disappointed.

"Darling, answer me." Dirga looked at Niar's bead eyes. Just the cold gaze that Niar gave.

Because the atmosphere is getting night. Dirga finally gave up on persuading his wife. He continued on his way to a luxurious hotel. And he's already booked the president suite room. To give comfort to the wife.

At the hotel, Dirga was warmly welcomed by the staff there. And immediately taken to the room that has been booked. When I entered, the atmosphere was very comfortable. And all facilities are complete.

Niar immediately left Dirga and chose to go to the bathroom immediately. He wanted to soak, relax his mind and heart. Dirga only let out a rough sigh.

Half an hour later, Niar did not come out of the bathroom. Makes Dirga a little worried. He ventured to open the bathroom. Thankfully it was not locked. His eyes widened when he saw his wife sleeping.

"Geez, Yang." Dirga carefully brought Niar's body which did not use a thread to the bed. He painstakingly wiped the wife's body. Until his lips lifted when he saw Niar's moving stomach.

"Hello son of Papih. Help Papih make better again Mamih, yes." The child who is still in the womb is like responding with small movements.

"You're not angry with Papih" he muttered while kissing the wife's stomach that looks open.

Dirga covered his wife's body with a thick blanket so that his wife felt warm. Just now Dirga was about to kiss Niar's forehead. The phone didn't ring and Kenan contacted him.

"Hm."

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"What's? Real kid?"

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