My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 1: The Tippingback of Alika

"Darling ..."

Bilmar turned to the door, then gave a warm smile to the woman who was stepping to approach him at the study table. Mama Mira stroked the child's shoulder and turned to stare at the books that seemed scattered on the Bilmar study table.

"Not sleeping yet? It's night, son."

"Yes, just wait a little more." Bilmar continued to write.

Mama Mira turned to the test paper tucked between piles of books, she grabbed it to be stared at more clearly.

"Great for you, Physics can be 100" said Mama Mira proudly. Bilmar looked up again and stared at the paper.

"Can learn, Mah." he replied casually.

"But the tumben, yesterday the value of Physics is still 70, your value will like to drop in that lesson, Bil."

Bilmar was silent for a while, then gave a thin smile to respond. Couldn't he say that it was Alika who did it?

"Preserve your grades, son. Let's go later if Papa comes home, he's happy."

"Bilmar wants to replace Papa as soon as possible in the company, so that Papa re-settle in Indonesia and always the same Mama continues every day" replied Bilmar then kissed the cheek of the Mama.

Mama Mira poked her hand to hug Bilmar's shoulder.

"Thank you so much, my dear son Mama." Mama Mira kisses Bilmar's hair. "Anyway, Mama doesn't want you to play Papa, you know what Mama means, son?"

"Yes, Mah. Bilmar understands." replied Bilmar with a smile decorating the look on his face.

"Yes, he went to bed quickly." said Mama Mira, then left the son's room.

Bilmar began to clean up the books scattered on the table. Lay it out neatly and then put it again in the bag. He got up from the chair and crawled up onto the mattress, pulling the blanket to cover his entire curves. Staring long into the light of the lamp that was being panned into his sense of sight, folding both hands behind his head.

"Gue's gonna shoot Alika, tomorrow. It's not like if he's a girlfriend, he can help me more, yes even though I'll hurt him a little. Because I will never love you, Al." after saying his intention, he closed both eyes to sleep and fly to dreamland.

If Bilmar is asleep, things are different with Alika here. The girl had since been rolling around indistinctly in the swirl of the bed. Smile to himself, laugh and his face is full of happiness. Last afternoon the man again managed to make Alika fly to the awang, he drove Alika home with his sports bike, bought a lot of food until Mama Lisa and Papa Syamsul suspicious of the child, he said, that's how having possessive parents is. Alika must be smart to make a show to always preach to her parents.

"I love you, Bilmar." said Alika with a smile on her face. Hugging the bolster, like hugging Bilmar. He hugged tightly and did not want to be let go.

"I love you ... Too bad!" Alika kept on exclaiming inside her room. The hearts and heads were all filled with Bilmar's face. Alika always remembered Bilmar, whether when he wanted to eat, wanted to sleep and bathe, only the shadow of the man who always looked at his heart.

"I know, Bilmar loves me too. If not dear, it is impossible that he always anterin I go home and buy me this and that?" Alika muttered to herself with great confidence. He was sure that his instincts would not be wrong.

"Will Bilmar shoot me?" ask again with a doubtful face.

"But if he did, he would have shot me. I accept it, yeah? I can't date Nyokap and Bokap." Alika throttled, taking a long breath.

"Well, it's okay, just dating. Hiding can."

Alika nodded when she heard the cry of Goddess Fortuna from inside her. He returned his own smile, occasionally singing songs with the theme of falling in love.

Alika has really been dragged into the vortex of the evil game Bilmar. He gave his heart as sincere, all his feelings and gave his sweat to help Bilmar in getting good grades, but it has not been able to melt the heart of Bilmar Artanegara.

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Plug.

A round piece of paper just plunged into Alika's desk. Right above the book he's writing. Alika frowned, staring at the paper.

"What's this?" without turning to look for the source of the thrower, Alika immediately opened the paper squeeze.

Later at noon, eat together, will you?

Bilmars.

"YEAH I WANT TO!" yelling, Alika reflex replied with a loud voice.

He was still shaking in his place while staring at the paper in his hand. Instantly everyone turned to his desk, staring strangely, was it possible that the class president was possessed? Because suddenly there was noise in silence. Alika ducked while grimacing, how shy the girl was.

"Douches, shame! Bilmar must have seen me again." great-granddaughter.

"Alika, what do you want?" ask Ratih's mother from her desk. Making Alika panic while biting her lower lip.

Bilmar kept laughing from behind his desk. He did not end up thinking, that Alika would be as innocent and happy as that.

"Gue surein, this afternoon you will be my girlfriend, Al." muttered Bilmar, looking straight at Alika with a nice face.

"I can't wait." murmured Alika again.

Alika turned her head and found Bilmar staring at her. The smile of happiness was so radiant, making Alika's face blush. Tipping back has been Alika's world as long as it harbors a taste for Bilmar. He would not hesitate to scold all the girl friends who just sat next to him, or just joking in class with the man. Bilmar knows, and he likes it.

He knew jealousy was proof of affection. Automatic Alika was doting on him, proven Alika back to work on the Indonesian task owned by Bilmar, and that can be guessed, the man returned to get the highest score like Alika.

But it feels, he is still hesitant if he does not have status with the girl. He wants to approach Alika, to lobby her so as not to take the opportunity to take the scholarship test to London later.

"Because if you love me, you will definitely obey whatever I want, Al." Inner Bilmar.

"Why smile on your own? Beware of the sambet, Lo!" decak Dion wakes up Bilmar's reverie.

"Gue won't be a demon in this class, Yon. I've been friends with the devil for a long time!"

"Lo said the real thing, Bil. Don't worry about the origin of ngebacott, later if the devil is horrified, he will be angry with you."

Bilmar grinned, raising his shoulder like a surprised person.

"What are you mad at me for?" ask Bilmar.

"angry? How's that supposed to mean?" one of Dion's eyebrows rose, he slightly dipped his eyes at Bilmar.

"Pan lo demon, since I mentioned earlier, you are not angry?" Bilmar laughed sarcastically.

"Spebakk!" Dion draped his arm to lock Bilmar's neck. He made the man wail in laughter. "Looky face like this you say demon!" funny Dion.

"Still smell good, take a real shower, use soap do not use sand!" decak Bilmar took off Dion's hand, which was perched on his shoulder. He unintentionally sniffed Dion's scent closer. It felt like his nose was going to come off because it could not stand the smell of body odor that Dion had.

"Lo thinks I'm a boker cat, with sand!" murmur Dion.

"Portless monkey!" Bilmar had a hard time shaking Dion's hand. "Gue's breathing is hard!"

"Wait a minute, Bill. Someone wants to know you." said Dion.

"Who?" asked Bilmar with a plain face, before long he glanced sharply, when he saw Dion's finger inserted into the shirt, to make fun of his whirlpool.

"Well, this is him who wants to know you." said Dion brought Bilmar's eyes to stare at the fingertips of Dion who had issued an unpleasant aroma.

Then before the base of the finger was rubbed right in the ear hole Bilmar. Dion yelled first, grimacing in pain as his head was snapped by a thick book of maths lessons by Evi sitting behind their desk.

"How noisy you are, Tem!" evi decak.

Annoyed, Dion shuffled to rub the base of the finger into Evi's nostril. Rebuking the girl to glare at his eyes, he was very astonished by the smell he had just felt.

"That's begoo, that stinks! Abis hold what lo, demon!" keelakar Evi, the chatty girl began to grab Dion's hair, and Bilmar just laughed complacently without wanting to hurt them.

"Ewi ... Dion, what's wrong?" ask Ratih's mother from her desk. All the children who had been silent then turned their heads towards them.

"Mom, Dion abis hold tayyi." exclaimed Evi in a loud voice.

"Why are you, Dion?" ask the Teacher back.

"Eat tayii tuh!" cross-eyed, then the kids in the class cheered at Dion.

Alika also chuckled amusedly, she continued to turn to Dion whose hair was still the hair by Evi, then turned the dense netra to switch to look at Bilmar who was still laughing at Dion.

"My dear .." her sigh was happy. There was nothing more beautiful, as he stared at Bilmar in such a happy state.

Very sincere with this girl. "I love you, Bil."

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