Love 150 Cm.

41. A PLEA REQUEST

"How can you?"

"What do you want, asking questions is being answered. Still can't take the answer you made yourself!" long ago Sonia was furious with Tasya because she thought it was very upsetting.

"Ah, I also don't understand why it could be like this. Though at first just looking for escape, uh don't know it even trapped complicated love," said Tasya then put one hand on the chin.

Sonia stared lazily at Tasya, why should she also have a friend like him. If you have to be the dumbest.

"I hope you keep your sanity because I'm tired of listening to your babble, which makes my head throb even more." Either today Sonia is really dizzy made by Tasya just because of the matter of 'Suami'.

"Son, how about I get divorced at exactly the time specified." Tasya stared fixedly at Sonia, hoping for a solution for now. Six months is not a long time because it only takes a few more months the contract ends, and that's when the luxury of the boss rank is no longer meaningful.

"If Abian is someone in charge then don't let him go. You don't necessarily get a guy like him because in this world 1001 people, who have that attitude." Hearing word for word from Sonia's mouth, Tasya was silent and her gaze grew more serious on the figure in front of her at the moment.

"So, I have to stick around?"

"Yes, as long as no one is harmed keep your relationship going." Sonia answered very seriously.

"Thank you for the time, for you are willing to listen to my story."

"Of course, even if I'm a little bored, I should still appreciate it. We've been friends for a long time so it should be like that" Sonia said with a smile engraved on the corner of her lips.

"Yes, then I want to go down" Sonia told Tasya.

"Yes, we're going down together because I'm also going to see things downstairs." Tasya also came down to see the situation below.

After being below, Tasya went straight to the kitchen to help decorate the tart.

While on the other hand, exactly where Abian is now.

"Mama! When did my mom come here?" bian asked Amira's mother.

"Lumayan, your tumben at this hour just came?" ask Amira's mother back to her son.

"So you used to send Tasya Ma, so it's a little late." Bian replied, then he sat down next to the mother who was sitting on the long sofa.

"Well, is there no sign yet that Tasya is pregnant?"

"What kind of question is this, it sucks. Then want to bunting how the hot night has not been done," said Bian in a heart that does not know what to reason like again.

"Maybe God still has not entrusted our same child, later if it is time to be given a baby." Bian tried to dodge and reason like that. Hoping that the mother would understand her situation for now, even if it had to lie for her safety.

At the moment Abian was worried, not knowing what to do. Now the position is really squeezed because of the mother's request, do people think making a baby as easy as printing a cake? That's totally impossible. Everything needs a process not and not as easy as expected.

"Bian knows Ma, but it all comes back to God. Maybe we are still told to organize life first, Mama knows the age of my marriage with Tasya has been how many months! It's still two months Ma, and there hasn't been a year and Bian expects Mama to be patient." Bian does not know what to say, but at least he has tried to defend himself.

"Mama will be patient, but everything also needs effort." Ms. Amira was no less fierce when answering her son's words.

"That's for sure, pray for us. That's all we need from parents right now."

"Best prayer for you, yes, then Mama wants to go because there is still business. Mama just stopped by for a while" said Amira, who no longer talks about pregnancy.

After the departure of Amira's mother, Bian threw his butt a little rough. In his mind why also his mother came if only to ruin his mood.

"Why is this the case," said Bian who is currently not tasteful in work. By the time Bian ruffled his hair violently, suddenly the door opened.

Chequek.

"Bi, there's a client who's met you. Oops sorry," said Delon when he saw Bian's face collapsed.

"Why your face? It's like a dry kanebo," ridiculed Delon because Bian's face is currently unsightly.

"Ck ... Cc ... You really like to upset people," said Bian and he harried because he was upset.

"Partially it's the face of a person who's exhausted clumsy. Asem, not good to see." Delon continued to tease Bian, and it made him even more upset.

"Mama has come."

"You know," said Delon quickly.

"It's not a problem about his arrival that makes me dizzy," Bian told Delon because to hold it in my heart it feels like Bian can't. Therefore he chose to tell Delon, about the request of his mother who was considered disgusting.

"Lantas, Aunt Amira discussed the matter with you?" delon asked curiously.

"On my marriage" replied Bian.

“Meanway?"

"It's about ... About that,"