My Angel Baby's
Surabaya Air
...The MAB by VizcaVida...
...|52. Berkemai|...
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Louis, who had just stepped on the floor of his apartment, had to be confused, panicked, and also worried because he did not see the whereabouts of Angel at home. Angel's phone didn't respond either. Louis was completely confused and scared.
Unconcerned by the exhaustion that struck all points of his body, Louis snatched the car keys and moved quickly out of the apartment in search of Angel.
His thought was chaotic, the fear that something bad would happen filled every second he breathed. Especially after seeing some groceries placed just in the middle room, adding to the current Louis head contents.
“Where are you, baby?” he murmured slowly while pressing the elevator button impatiently. After the elevator door opened, he immediately pressed the basement button for the parking lot of apartment residents.
Louis ran and jumped into the car, then drove at a high enough speed to comb through every street of the capital. He didn't know where he was going, nor was there a purpose. The one in his brain just immediately found Angel, everywhere.
Louis lowered the speed of the car and put earphones in his ear to call Angel's phone again. But still nil, no answer.
“Where are you?” louis shouted along with a hard blow to the steering wheel to channel everything he felt at this time. His feelings were mixed to make his head dizzy.
In the middle of the city, Louis followed the streets. Didn't know Angel would be there or not, the most important thing was that he had to keep trying. He did not want anything bad to happen to Angel and the fetus in his wife's womb.
And just when he was almost desperate to find Angel's whereabouts for almost three hours, his phone shook. Angel's name appeared on the screen of his phone which later, he sambar quickly.
“Halo. Where are you?” louis's jolt made Angel silent not to answer. “Honey, I'm looking for you. Where are you?” louis continued in a panicked voice that he could not hide at all.
“Sorry. I didn't hear you call, baby. I'm busy.”
Been busy? What kept Angel busy after Louis asked her to stop working and not do anything to incriminate her?
“What do you mean?” louis asked, still with a voice that sounded trembling with fear.
“Ah, this. I'm at your mom's house.”
Louis rolled his eyes. Why was he not thinking about it? What makes Angel come there and busy? Louis had been thinking badly if his mother asked Angel to come there and prank his wife.
“Mama told you to go there?” louis asked to confirm his assumption.
“Eum. Yes.”
Louis' jaw is hardened. Why did his name not stop bothering him and Angel. Louis is increasingly worried that his mother will do bad things to Angel and her future child.
Louis pulled the car over after finding a parking-free sign. He wants to focus on talking to Angel.
“Honey, why did you come without me. Wait for me there. Don't go anywhere. Ignore all of my mother's words. Okay?”
No longer wasting time and waiting for an answer from Angel, Louis ended the call and turned the wheel back to his mother's house. The fear happened to Angel so many times when he knew Angel was in the main house, at the request of the mother, and was with her mother.
“Mama why the hell?” his grunts were resentful because his mother never stopped meddling in his life. All Louis's frustration was in his mother's possessiveness. He swore he would no longer set foot in the house if anything happened to Angel.
The car that drove at high speed was now parked just like that in front of the magnificent house owned by papa and his mother. Louis rushed down, ran up the steps of the porch, then just lunged at the door without caring if something happened to the door and the mother would scold him all out.
“Angel. Dear?” his call with a thunderous voice filled the entire living room.
No response, Louis ran into the living room which was also quiet but the fragrant aroma of cake from inside the grill greeted his nose. His pace turned slow, his heart was pounding and afraid now a little calm, until the scene he was witnessing now, made Louis distrustful.
“Hai dear?” greet Angel when accidentally turned around and found the figure of Louis standing in the kitchen doorway.
The greeting of Angel, suddenly made the mother come to look, then smile.
“What are you doing?” asked Louis with a flat expression. It was completely flat like a dining table that was not far from Angel standing.
Angel smiled warmly, walked up to him, then handed him a piece of sponge cake that he managed to make with Jenita an hour ago.
“Bikin cake equals mama.” replied Angel calmly, getting closer the cake on Louis' lips and ended up getting one big bite that made Angel's heart relieved.
Hearing the answer, Louis changed his eyes to his mother. He was still confused by the situation he found at the moment. How could her mother be close to Angel, without rain, without wind? Does her mother have any new plans to screw her and Angel?
“Nevent need to call mama kayak that. Angel does not mama anything kok.” said Jenita while grabbing a mold of cookies shaped Bunya and print it on a baking pan that has been given butter.
Louis' gaze highlighted Angel, hinting for a question ‘What happened?’.
“Mama wants to learn to make cakes with me, baby.” said Angel seasoned a little lie so that Louis no longer suspect his own mother.
“But you can't ketapean.” protest Louis does not accept. It's the same if Jenita tries to hurt Angel under the pretext of asking for help to make a cake.
“I'm fine,” whispered Angel, gesturing for Louis not to worry about his condition. “Mama did it all, and I only gave instructions.”
Louis squinted his eyes. He doesn't want to believe it just like that. He knew what his mother was like. So, he will not just accept Angel's confession which may, have been prepared long before his arrival here. He again peeked at the existence of the mother from behind the angel clothes, which now, the mother was busy with dough in a cone mold at the end of which there is a shiny object like aluminum. My mom was busy printing cookies.
Louis dumbfounded. He looked at Angel and his mother in turn.
“Jadi—”
Angel grabbed Louis' palm and held it tightly. He hoped Louis would believe the truth.
“Wait for our artificial cake so in the middle room.” Angel's word with a voice that was deliberately made a little hard so that Jenita also heard. Then, with a footwork and awkward movements, Louis stood up.
“Good. I'll watch the news on television.”
Angel smiling. He whispered thanks because Louis quickly understood his point of speaking like that. And Angel's beloved husband passed, disappeared behind the wall that separates the living room and kitchen. While Angel, return to Jenita. He sat in a chair not far from his mother-in-law.
“Louis will definitely never want to accept an apology from me.”
Angel only responded with a smile. He did not blame Jenita's skepticism about Louis' rejection of his apology, because it was already priceless for Louis.
“No. You know how Louis is, right?”
Of course, Jenita knows very well how to care for her two sons. She took care of him and raised him since he was a baby.
Jenita nodded.
“Let Angel do that. Mama accompany and talk to Louis alone in the living room.”
Jenita secretly admires the figure of Angel who is very mature and good at warming the situation. Her daughter-in-law is very kind, and Jenita regrets making a woman as good as Angel, once hurt by her attitude and speech.
Angel takes the cake batter from Jenita's hand, then smiles and asks her to meet Louis and talk to him a lot.
“Thank you.” said Jenita who had stood up and was now walking towards the living room, where her son was.
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Louis watched the television that broadcast one of the dramas from his television station. He will pay attention and assess how the performance of the team that takes care of the drama part.
Until Jenita's presence catches her attention.
“See what?”
A pleasantry question that sounds very awkward. Louis also answered no less awkward than the question posed by the mother.
“Kids-streamed dramas studio.”
Wow, what a good talk. Whereas all this time, if they meet like this, at least what is discussed is about the stock market, about the future business, about the future business, and there are many more heavy topics related to things that can add insight to the business and make money.
“Mama asked Angel to come here.” I Jenita did not want to make Louis misunderstand the wife.
Louis, who had heard first from Angel, only breathed a big breath from his nose.
“Angel it can not do something that burdens him and his content, ma. Why don't you tell Louis aja first.” said Louis while turning the view to the mother.
“Mama is afraid you don't ngizini him.”
Both of Louis's shoulders were broken, he was unsure and believed completely in Jenita's words. Just keep trying to speak honestly from the heart.
“If it was a good mama's goal, Lou would never forbid Angel to meet mama. But you don't like Angel's presence, do you? So Lou just in case something doesn't happen to his wife and future son Lou.” said Louis honestly did not want to cover anything to his mother. Especially Jenita who does not like Angel, making Louis was-was.
“Mama regrets doing that to you guys.”
Louis was still listening.
“Mama is aware if mama was wrong all this time. From now on, I want to fix everything. Mama wants to receive Angel and future grandchild mama.” []
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