My Beloved's Choice Woman

We're Going Home, huh?!

*****

Small-time events. Maybe that's a sentence for a big man like Mrs Joana. Unlike Veron and his friends who think it is a festive event.

Not all orphanage volunteers attend Mrs Joana's event. Only a few to represent.

The atmosphere of the day when Mrs Joana and her son-Mikhail- gave a welcome. The head of the parlour also did not forget to ask where they stood.

Finished with a welcome, Veron and his friend turned to the corner of the room. Due to the large number of guests and with high-class appearance. Unlike those who look simple.

"Heh, what are we," said Veron's friend.

The three of them stood there. Veron looked at the clock on his wrist.

"Ratna, Io. I'm going away for a minute, that's okay. Later if the mother asks, just say I'm out!"

"Where are you going? There's just one."

"It so happens that I have a close friend who has not met for a long time.He lives in the capital as well. When will I get to the capital. Please, yes!"

Ratna and Gia looked at each other and nodded.

"Thank you." Veron switched to borrowing Gia's phone to order a taxi online.

Not long before Veron waited for his order taxi to arrive. Veron smiled widely, feeling impatient.

The nervousness hit Veron. His feelings were burning, overflowing he could not express.

The closer to the destination Veron gets nervous with reddened eyes.

Not for an hour, the taxi he was riding was right in front of the gate of the Hanif residence.

"It's over, Non."

"Yes, Sir. Just a minute!"

Veron stared fixedly at the completely invisible building. His nervousness turned into a sense of tightness. His tears spilled, flowing down his cheeks. The long long-suffering longing he now represented with his tears. I wanted to run and enter that magnificent house. But it's not possible.

Deep in Veron's heart, he wanted to see them even at a glance. Wishing to see them even if only by passing.

"Miss, you don't want to go inside? Take it easy, I'll wait, " said the driver.

"No, Sir. I just want to see it from here." Veron's raucous voice. His hands deftly cleaned his wet cheeks.

Tok. "Can I help you?" tegur security Hanif residence.

Veron hurriedly used a cloth to cover his face. Lowering the car glass.

"Is this Mr. Atmaja's house?" veron.

"Oh, no. You have the wrong address. Ask the security complex. Must know."

"Oh, fine then. Thank you, Sir. Sorry for making it uncomfortable."

"No problem" said Security with a smile.

***

The taxi car returned away from Hanif's residence. Veron closed his eyes in the middle of his heart. It doesn't feel willing. What a small opportunity, why he was not given the opportunity to see. God, it hurts. Be generous!

*****

The event at Mrs Joana's house gets even more lively, Veron who returns to the live event joins Ratna with Gia again.

"A long time," said Gia.

"Longest. But because the house is quite far away" said Veron. Veron switched to sitting in a chair, in contrast to Ratna and Gia who were still standing.

"Aren't you tired of standing still?" ask Veron.

"We're in Lilie's corner, the show doesn't look like we're sitting."

"Excuse me!"

The heavy sound of men interrupting came from the direction of Gia and Ratna's founding.

Zello

Veron jumped out of his seat.

His heart seemed to jump.

His chest was fast. Dream her? Long time with each other. Veron's heart rumbled happily. Veron's lips curled beautifully with riverbed eyes.

Her husband's face is still as it used to be, handsome with a charm that does not fade from him. Tears that escaped without being removed by the owner.

"Lilly." Zello gripped Veron's shoulder gently. Zello's gaze turned to Veron's stomach. Nothing came out of Zello's lips. Lips choked.

His eyes stared fixedly at the stomach of the old Veron.

Zello thought of himself with Dave. Does Zello know this is his son, or even think otherwise? Veron squeezed the end of his clothes.

Smile fades. Veron looked down, not daring to look at Zello's face again.

"You pregnant?" zello's voice is slow. But from her voice, Veron knew Zello was in shock.

The gentle caress of Zello's hand on Veron's stomach managed to make Veron look up. Back to Zello.

"I'm with Dave."

Zello's hand accidentally hardened. Removing Veron's head from his chest. Lead Veron to a quieter place.

"Speak honestly! Don't lie anymore!"

"What do you mean?"

"I know everything. You left home because of a threat, right? Don't lie anymore! Don't you want us to unite? Do you want to separate me from my son?" Zello Cecar.

"You know this is your son?"

"Of course this is my son. Whose son is the other." said Zello annoyed.

Haaah. Veron put his body in Zello's body. His heart was relieved.

"Say, where have you been all this time. Maybe there's a time you're with Dave. But I want to know the whole thing. I've been like a lunatic for looking for you."

Veron tightened his grip on Zello's tuxedo. Every speech Zello managed to make himself flower.

"I was last volunteering at a nursing home. Mrs Joana one of the women I served there."

"The nursing home??"

"Yes." Yeah."

Zello's heart melted, a little unwilling that his wife was there. Although it was a noble place, but not in such a place was very exhausting.

"Long time? You're not going to Sweden?"

"Why did I go to Sweden?"

"No, I think - forget it! Maybe I got the wrong info."

"We're going home!"

"I-can't yet."

"Why?"

"That guy"

"I'll investigate later. How about you stay in the apartment for a while?! So the intruder doesn't know you're back."

"But I also still have dependents in the parlor. Someone left his mother for me to take care of."

"Let someone else take care of you" Zello said.

"He doesn't put his trust in others easily."

"Then what about me?!" Zello led Veron's hand, laying on his chest that was pounding.

Zello Stares in Veron's face.

His warm breath went up and down, sweeping his wife's face.

"I'll find a confidant to look after her, how?"

"But I can't go home today. At least I have to say goodbye."

Zello. "I'll take you there."

"Me and the others will be among Mrs Joana's drivers."

"Let her be with Mrs Joana's driver. You're with me! Yea?! Don't you miss me?!"

I miss you so much, Zello. Miss you so much. Veron nodded.

****

Not yet finished, Mrs Joana allowed Veron and the others to return home. It was late at night and a long journey.

As Zello would have liked, his wife was in a car with him.

Zello's hand unceasingly reached all that was in Veron. Veron's cheeks, stomach and hands to squeeze.

"He kicked," Zello choked as he slapped Veron in the stomach.

"Yes." Yeah."

"How many months now?"

"Place seven."

Haaa. "I'll be a dad soon."

After traveling, they stopped in front of the parlour and immediately got out of the car.

"I'm not satisfied to meet you. But I have to go home. Otherwise, you won't be back home soon. Very early in the morning I'll bring someone to replace you."

Hm. Veron nodded.

"Well, honey," Zello said, bowing his body. Kissing his wife's stomach.

"You too dear," Zello told Veron. Scrape their faces, ****** his wife's thin lips. Zello's heart seemed to jump because of his own actions, feeling something that he had not gotten for a long time.