Marrying a Rich Bum

NOT MY SON

Mariana was still stunned in place, as Bima entered the room.

"How are you doing?" ask Bima.

Mariana. "I. good. Just too tired" he said, then looked down.

"You can go home, or have to stay overnight for your health?"

Mariana shook her head. "No. I'll just go home."

"It's not you who decides, Miss Mariana. But Doctor. Did they say you bokeh home?" bima asked in a cold tone as usual.

Mariana looked up again, looked at Bima for a moment, looked down again. A sense of pain sliced his inner self as he heard Bima's call to him. Missy.

Yep. They were married on paper, not in real life. And now Mariana is pregnant. Mariana was sure she was pregnant with Galang's child. Although they only did it once, but Galang has fertilized it many times, fans at that time he was in fertile period.

Mariana wanted to cry, but she tried hard to hold back her tears from dripping.

"mmm... Milky."

Bima stared flatly, only raising one of her eyebrows in response.

"Can I ask you to buy some water. I'm so thirsty."

Buma nodded calmly, then turned around and walked out.

After Bima's death, Mariana rang the bell to call the nurse.

"Can you help me, ma'am?" The nurse came with a smile on her lips.

Mariana stared hesitantly, then sat down.

"Doctors, does the patient have the right to keep his condition from his family or even his husband?" mariana asked softly, looking timidly at the nurse in all blue clothes.

The nurse smiled. "The first one, Nyon. I am not a doctor, I am a nurse. And the second, yes. The mistress can keep the mistress' condition secret, even the mistress' pregnancy, from anyone."

Mariana took a deep breath. "May I ask to be kept secret from my husband and anyone else?" ask Mariana again.

"Of course, Madam. We'll do what you ask." The nurse nodded, smiling.

"Thank you, Sister."

"Marina...." Bima entered, thrusting a bottle of mineral water and straws.

Mariana flinched, looking over. "Thank you," replied Mariana stammered.

"What happened to her?" bima asked, looking at the nurse in front of him.

"Mrs Mariana is fine. Just too tired and his mind is too heavy" the nurse replied very calmly.

"Have you checked it thoroughly?"

"According to the direction of Mr. Marco, who brought the Lady in."

"good. Thank ye. Is he going home yet?"

"Already, Sir. I'll get you a prescription for Madam, then Madam can go home."

Bima nodded flat.

The nurse turned around and walked away.

"Thank you for taking me to the hospital. Sorry to bother you." Mariana sat leaning back in the passenger seat, staring at the serious Bima behind the wheel.

"I didn't bring you, but Marco" replied Bima flatly.

"Hhh.. Tell him I'm grateful."

"Why don't you just say it yourself."

"I know who that man is and where to find him?! You're the reason, it's so weird to be a person!" Mariana ignited and snapped furiously, looking at Bima in annoyance.

Bima looked over, staring in shock, but was silent.

"You're, it always pisses me off" muttered Mariana, looking back at the street.

Bima looked back to the front, concentrating on the road, until the car turned into his small apartment.

"We have arrived" said Bima flat.

Mariana opened the door, came down. Without saying a word, he walked into the apartment and climbed into his room.

"I've taken care of all your resignation files at the office." Bima said calmly, as Mariana opened the door of her room.

Mariana froze for a moment, trying to digest Bima's words, then turned around slowly.

"What did you say?" ask Mariana slowly.

"I've taken care of all your resignation files in the office."

"What do you mean say that?!"

Bima shrugged his shoulders. "Well, they don't want you anymore, do they."

"And what right do you have to decide that I should leave or stay in my family's company?" mariana asked, her teeth clapping in anger.

"Well, I thought I was your husband, ' said Bima flatly, then walked away.

Bima brewed coffee, then sat down at the dining table with a raging feeling. What happened to Mariana. Is the clinic nurse hiding something about her.

Bima picked up her phone, typing something very quickly.

Check the Mariana examination file at the clinic.

The reply message came in in two seconds.

Okay, Boss.

Bima stood up, walking into the living room as she watched Mariana come out of the bathroom with a pale face.

"Marina...."

Mariana.

"Do you still have a fever?"

"Who am I to have a fever? I'm just tired," sewot Mariana.

"But last night you had a fever."

Mariana frowned. "Where do you know?" tanyanya.

"Well, I...."

"Are you doing nothing while I'm sleeping?!"

"Just kid."

"Let's just say you dare to do it. I'll break your arm!"

"I was just checking on you last night, because you were delirious so many times. I've never walked into your room quietly before" protested Bima.

"lik! I couldn't sleep all night. I've been to the kitchen many times for drinks, but you're not home."

"Ck! Who said I wasn't home. I've been home all night and you've been delirious many times in your sleep."

"No! You're making it up." Mariana sewot, get in the room, slam the door and lock it.

A moment later, Mariana came back out, had changed clothes and was carrying a bag.

"Where are you going?" ask Bima.

"I went out for a minute to see my friend." Mariana replied, this time it was softer.

Bima frowned. "Aren't you sick?" tanyanya cold.

Mariana smiled, "I'll be fine. I need a breath of fresh air."

Bima stared flatly, nodding.

"alright. Be careful on the road. If you feel your condition is not good to drive, pull over."

"Don't harm anyone else." Bima quickly added when she saw Mariana's lips begin to crack into a smile. The red lips curled with a smile, turning sullen. Then Mariana left an annoyed grunt behind her.

Bima smiled looking at Mariana's back.

"It turns out you're also subject to me. Apparently my attention that drop by drop makes you miss, Mariana," muttered Bima.

After Mariana's death, Bima's phone vibrated in her pocket.

"Yes." Yeah." Bima says hello.

"Boss..your wife, I mean, Miss Mariana."

"What?!" Bima gasped in shock, instantly standing up from her seat.

"Yes. The nurse who handled it said she was pregnant, but wanted to hide it from her husband."

"Why did he do that?" ask Bima worriedly.

"The nurse said there are many reasons a woman would want to hide her pregnancy. Among them, the state of the household is not harmonious, they are approaching divorce, or their husband has not wanted the presence of a child."

"Why did Mariana do that. Our household was not even in any trouble and.." Bima's words hung.

"And what, Boss?" ask Marco across the street.

"He got out of the car alone. Find him and follow him, but do it with a professional. Don't let him know you're stalking him and don't freak him out."

"But, Boss. You haven't answered my question."

"Are you or am I the boss here?!"

"B-well, Boss. Ready. I'll do it." Marco immediately disconnected the phone with Bima.

In his place, Bima sat down languidly.

"Mariana... Is that why you hid your pregnancy?" whispers lirih. "It's because the baby in your womb isn't my son. Is it because he's the rapist's boy."

Bima slammed her head into the back of the chair.

"I really want a child, Mariana. But you're right. The child in your stomach is not my son. He's a galang." Bima was still talking to herself, her face was flat and her eyes were blank.