Mother of My Husband's Son

Apartments

The day goes on as usual both Dara and Braga. they do their daily activities.only, happy feelings are now in the heart of a newly reunited Husband and Wife.

"Become.....!

"Yes" Dara paced back and forth from her room to Erick's room. I don't know how many feet Dara walked today.

"Please help me check this document." Erick pulled out a few pieces from his desk.

Dara quickly grabbed the document and was about to head out. intending to check it out in her private room.

"Wait!." Just a few steps away.stop and face Erick full of politeness.

"What's wrong with this guy? all day this keeps me busy. My legs really like going to break. And his face was scary all day. huh! don't know what she's thinking." murmured Dara inwardly.

"Yes, sir, uh, my max, Erick.

"Don't say it wrong again! or I'll be mad.

"You've been angry since, haven't you?" inner Dara.

"good.

"Sit near me. If you go to your room, I will also have trouble if something makes me confused.

"Well." No more words can stand against this angry man.I don't know why he was so angry today.

Time passed.it was time to go home. Dara raised the height of one of her hands.the other hand bent holding her arm.

"Oh,!! so tired today."Dara looked at the clock on her wrist.

"god, it's seven o'clock? huh,....! good thing the kids went with me and my mom. They couldn't scold me for coming home at night. And Rian, he must have stayed at his friend's house." Dara sighs bitterly.imagining will tonggal at home alone.

"Here,." call Erick who had noticed Dara looking so tired.

"Yes. what's wrong? Erick you haven't come home?" dara asked with her tired face.

"Of course not yet.let's go home together.I'll drive you home." look for an opportunity to get closer to Dara.

"That, there is no need. My house and your house are different directions. will be very troublesome later.it is also late at night,..

"Here you go, come on." Erick pulls Dara's hand to follow in his footsteps.

On-the-go. Erick tried a trick that other people used to do.

"Well, are you hungry? I'm so hungry. How about we have dinner first? " his face was looking forward to an answer that would not disappoint.

"Me,.

One message came in on Dara's phone.

"home home? I'm going home to the apartment. Where are you now?

"Erick, can we postpone dinner? it seems like my kids are waiting." I hope Erick trusts the reason Dara made it.

"really? can I go to your house? I was hoping to get a plate of dinner." Another way to get closer to Dara's family.

"What?! ma, sorry Erick. My mother and father would be very awkward.You are my boss.it would be very strange.Any other time I would invite you to my house how?" reassuring with a face that feels guilty, good luck.

Erick nodded.

"alright, you promised to invite me. Don't break your promise." asserted.

"Good." Dara smiled looking at Erick.

"Damn! well. this is a cheap way that I don't need to use anymore. I have to find a more powerful way.

Arriving in front of Dara's house, a car is parked. A car that is no stranger to Dara.

"is he here?

Dara approached the car and was about to see if there was anyone or not.

The car's glass window opened. Dara rounded her surprised eyes.

"Mas Braga?

Their faces face each other. Braga got out of the car and told Dara to come in.Braga continued to squint like a probing gaze.

"who was that?

"Erick.he's my boss." Dares not look at Braga. Realizing, if it's brought home by another man, it's wrong.

"Yes.

Braga sighed.

"Can't you just not work? I can still afford your life and our children's. Even if you want to travel the world I can." I clenched the right hand that is now in front of his chin.

"There's a penalty. a billion and a half mas." increasingly feeling guilty.

"That amount means nothing to me. I'll pay it tomorrow. Focus on me and the kids.

Dara hugged Braga's arm. leaning her head on Braga's shoulder. grabbed Braga's fingers and hooked her fingers to hold each other.

"Mas, actually, it's not about the money. I just feel concerned about him." Dara told me what happened about Erick, as she had heard from Pingkan.

Braga gave a rough breath.

"can you promise?

"What's?

"Can't you make me misunderstand your relationship?

"Well, I promise you, there will be nothing but work.

Braga changed the position of her arms. Now hugging Dara affectionately.

"alright.we're going home now.

Dara frowned confusedly.

"why go there?

"Kids go. No one's in your mom's house. Better to go to the apartment, right?" wicked grinning.

"You're thinking pervert, huh?" suspicious to see the naughty look of Braga.

"We make a little sister for the kids. How?

Dara sighed bitterly.

"the name of our twins you don't know yet.You've made a sister for them.

"Yes, but it's Dad and Mom's fault.why take them away so suddenly." Braga grunted in annoyance.

"Ah, I was like I was talking to my son.

Arriving at the apartment. Dara woke up from her sleep because she heard the vibrating of Braga's cell phone. Dara looked at her phone screen.

"who's this? there's no name. Why are these nights on the phone? "asked Dara in the heart.

Dara picked up her phone.His eyes were rounded in surprise.Contactly distanced her phone and woke Braga.

"Buck,...Mas, um,...Wake up! " half a whisper.

"Hem,.What's up? are you gonna ask me to fuck this late? if it be,.." Dara silenced Braga's mouth and then pressed the button for the loudspeaker on her phone.

'hallo mas. You hear me talk?

Braga frowned. confused as to what Hana calls late at night like this.

'What's up?

'You have not been home for three days.all worried about you Mas.Where are you? where did you sleep? I heard you talking.Is that for me?

'you talk too much. do you realize?

'Mas, I, I miss you. Can't we just get married? I promise I'll be a good wife after all, Dara's long gone.she won't be back.

'you're not in your right mind*?

Dara sighed. His face increasingly looks upset. Suddenly a crazy idea appeared in his head. Dara grabbed Braga's chin and started kissing her lips. Hana subconsciously continued to speak for herself. Braga had not cared about his phone anymore until he forgot to end his phone call.Dara deliberately hardened his sighing voice many times.

'Mas! what the hell are you doing? Mas Braga answer me!

Soon the call was ended by Hana.

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