My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 1: Bilmar Only Belongs to His Son

Being caught hugging makes Alika and Bilmar half dead. Like a thief in fear of being hit by time.

They both stood up, turning their bodies to look at Mama Mira who was bowing to put a tray containing drinks on the table. Where the table is faced with a sofa that is being sat by Nino and Dion. No more laughter from the two of them, Nino and Dion also went silent, they were not happy with Mama Mira.

Bilmar sighed softly, his hazel eyeballs glaring straight at his face, whether the woman would be angry or not. Same with Alika, her heart rumbled, her heart just kept swearing. He regretted why he was so foolishly lulled with Bilmar's embrace. Even though he was just silent and Bilmar hugged him, still in front of Mama Mira, they hugged each other.

"Well, just be quiet? Let's drink."

Finally a breath of relief was sticking out of their faces. More importantly Bilmar and Alika who look stroking the chest, because they feel saved today. Feel the neck free from strangulation. Pulling oxygen out of the air to be exhaled several times. Mama Mira's tone of voice was so soft, the smile on her face did not subside. Like someone who knows nothing.

"Al--" Mama Mira recalled the name Alika who had forgotten from her head.

"Alika his name, Mah." as Bilmar again reminded.

"Oh yeah, Alika." Mama Mira repeated. Alika smiled and nodded her head.

Mama began to approach Alika and Bilmar who were still standing on the edge of the bed. Then sit there.

"Let's sit down, Auntie wants to meet you, son." Alika was sitting next to Mama Mira, and Bilmar stepped towards the sofa where his two friends were. The young man looked straight, and waited. What she wanted to know from Alika.

"Alika's classmate to Bilmar?" the first question was asked by Mama Mira.

The woman's gaze continued to be warm, but not with Alika. He was still nervous and nervous. If he knew he would be embarrassed like this, he would immediately ask to go home before there was an incident of hugging. Don't ask, Alika's face is now flushed like a tomato.

"Yes, Aunt."

Mama Mira keeps paying attention to Alika's body langue. Beautiful, white, smooth skin, healthy hair, and a clean and neat uniform. Of course he can guess that Alika is not a child from the lower middle class.

"What cluster do you live in, son?" Mama Mira chose to guess.

Alika's a little clumsy. "That means my house, Auntie?"

One of Bilmar's eyebrows shot up. Both eyes squinted, it seems he did not like the initial question that was thrown from Mama Mira's lips to Alika.

"Yes dong, people's home time." Mama Mira laughed briefly. "You're making a gemes aja, fortunately beautiful." praise Mama Mira.

"In Mahoni Village, Auntie." replied Alika slowly.

Somehow he felt embarrassed to mention the origin of where he lived so far, if only Mama Mira did not immediately guess by mentioning luxury houses, surely Alika would not have this feeling.

Mama Mira responds to Alika's answer, with her lips moving in the shape of the letter O. The look of his face was astonished, he would not have expected that his guess could miss. Instantly he felt the feathers on the surface of his skin bristling. Maybe he was allergic to the poor.

"Where do your parents work?" Mama Mira again threw a deeper question.

Now Bilmar's face looks increasingly dislike.

"My father is just a factory employee, and my Mother is a Nurse at the Hospital, Auntie." replied Alika in a smooth voice and as is. He answered honestly.

"What do you wear to school? Bring a private car?" Mama Mira is becoming. I don't know what he meant, he seems to deliberately want to make Alika embarrassed and give up on getting close to his son. Alika's self-esteem just fell on the floor, especially in this room not only herself, but also Nino and Dion.

Alika shook her head. "No aunt, I'm on public transport."

They guessed that every question that came from Mama Mira's mouth was not a casual conversation in the introduction. But it is an intimidation to search for caste differences between them.

Bilmar got up and stepped back to the Mama and Alika who were still sitting on the edge of the bed. She knew Mama Mira was crossing the line.

"Well, I want Alika back to school. You see Alika has been here too long, later sought after teacher." Bilmar. He looked at Alika and moved his eyes to comply.

"Yes Aunty, Alika said yes." Alika seems to be able to read, if Bilmar does not like the attitude of Mama Mira to him.

"Well, suddenly go home? Alika has just arrived, lunch is not yet. Here first yes, we have lunch together." pinta Mama Mira, the baby lung woman was still gentle when far in the corner of her heart she felt disappointed, she said, because Bilmar can fall in love with ordinary girls, whose differences are as far apart as heaven and earth.

"It's gonna be easy, Mah. You can buy it on the street." replied Bilmar.

Bilmar passed to open the closet and took the jacket that still hung fragrant there. Then he used to cover his body from the cold of the road later. Grabbing the motorbike key on the nightstand, then stepping again towards Alika.

"But you're still sick, son." Mama Mira was as strong as possible to hold Bilmar from leaving. "You're still warm" the woman placed the back of her hand on Bilmar's forehead.

"Udah good, Mah." replied Bilmar flatly with an attitude that began to cool. Mama Mira knew that the child was sulking to her.

"Come, Al!" Bilmar held Alika's hand.

"In a moment, Bill." Alika took off the hand. He leaned over to kiss Mama Mira's hand.

"Alika said yes, Aunt" said Alika warm, polite and still smiling. She knew she had been demeaned, but she knew Mama Mira was a lung woman who should be respected.

"Thank you for visiting Bilmar. Though it looks like Nino and Dion can take you back to school." replied Mama Mira with a fake sweet smile. Mama Mira still stomps Alika's heart so that Alika knows, if she does not like Bilmar go to take her.

"Mah." exclaimed Bilmar to stop the mother's increasingly piercing speech. Clearly Bilmar knew that his mother did not like Alika.

"What did your mother say, Bill. I can go home with Nino and Dion." said Alika.

"Yes, Bill. We're both ready." His two best friends answered quickly.

Bilmar just glances sharply at them, while the code to be silent, and not add to the problem. He took Alika back and took her out of the room.

Nino and Dion could only remain silent without commenting, let alone be as funny as ever. Because he knows the mood is precarious. They could have guessed that Mama Mira would never approve of their relationship.

"I know, my son loves you, Alika. But Sorry dear ... Bilmar belongs to Kanya. Their marriage will continue. Bilmar should marry a wife who is commensurate and clear of seedlings, bebet and weights." he muttered with jaws that began to harden.

Because Priyayi must meet Priyayi again.

Mama Mira returns to the shadow of her Mother-in-law's words to Alisa, the Wife of Her Sister-in-law, 17 years ago.

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Thank you I am moved, you still obey what I want hehe. I was flu guys again. But get you guys back. Stay healthy all of you. Hopefully they haven't told the same story in Season One.