Not a Savings Wife

Chapter 12

Dhea, did not expect to have to meet Ramlan at the office reunion event. It's just that he was disappointed, because Ramlan came with his wife. So that he went home first delivered by Sam.

But when night falls, Dhea is surprised that someone will come by turning off the lights. The voice sounded sarcastic, her breath was ringing and it was her husband.

"Your mom's coming tonight?"

“Born a boy for me. Dhea!"

Dhea scrunched her forehead. “Sorry mas? Can you repeat your words?” her door.

Dhea thought that something was wrong with her sense of hearing when she heard Ramlan's words.

Next to the man's eyebrows raised, his eyes that jutted inward like eagle eyes, stared at Dhea with a flat gaze.

“What I say is less clear?”

Mata Dhea. Then he let out a voice half snorting and half laughing.

Dhea was jolted by Ramlan's voice which suddenly shot up. He could see the man's eyes glittering, straight at him. A fear suddenly seethed in his heart.

“Ma-mean what mas, I am pregnant?”

“What I just said is not a request, but an order!” ramlan,

"Mas, but the Moza family has no effect, I gave birth to a son or daughter."

“This is the only way for you to repay your debt. You have no other choice! I want you to give birth to a son, you must remember I have Zia my wife and she must not know about you!"

Dhea's throat was blocked. His hands squeezed into each other, then turned his gaze in another direction other than to the man sitting arrogantly before him.

Ramlan leaves, leaving Dhea alone in the room! he thought Ramlan would be kind to him.

Dhea flinched from her daydream, her footsteps halting instantly. Dhea's face seemed stiffened when she saw two burly men standing guard at the exit. One of them was the one who spoke to him just now knowing Dhea in the past.

"Sam, you got me?" shout Dhea.

"I'm sorry, this is just an order."

But Dhea did not want to care about the bodyguard's words, he still approached the door and turned the door knob tightly.

Locked up.

Mata Dhea. "Please open the door! I need to get out of this place!"

"I'm sorry, but you didn't let Miss out" Sam said.

Not yet had Dhea respond to the sentence, one of them suddenly lifted Dhea's body and carried her over the shoulder. Dhea rebelled, beating the man's back violently. But the fight did not happen at all. Dhea ended up in the room she had visited and Ramlan was still there.

Heartlessly, the bodyguard threw Dhea's body onto the floor, right in front of Ramlan who was sitting on the sofa with his body language that looked haughty. Dhea complained of pain when her knee hit the white marble.

“Still don't understand too, woman?”

Ramlan smirked obliquely. He unraveled the originally folded hands, leaning his body before Dhea while casting a deadly gaze.

Spontaneously Dhea pulled back her body. Fear suddenly burst forth when what he saw was no longer the flat expression of the man's face, but rather the terrifying facial water that made his guts faintly.

The man's grin was not much different from a smiling demon, Dhea thought.

“You forgot the command I just said?” Ramlan's hand grabbed Dhea's chin, then pulled her up until Dhea looked up at her.

"Mas, I'm sure I'm pregnant. But wouldn't you be a little more attentive to me? not just once or twice, you stay flat on me and cool."

"Well, I'll make it again! after that we go to the doctor, are you pregnant with a boy. And don't you dare put a face on Zia, if you don't want your two sisters to be threatened."

Dhea shakes. He is poor. But that does not mean willing to trade buy children for the sake of a luxurious life. “I beg you, let me out of here. I promise I will pay all my debts,” said Dhea full of pleas.

He hoped Ramlan would still have a little mercy and allow him to leave this place.

“Two trillion, you know it's been a dozen years I've helped you!”

Dhea jerks. The sharp cry of the man managed to slap Dhea, resuscitating Dhea at the fact of how much money he had to pay.

“You sure you can pay that much debt?”

Dhea.

Two trillion.

Is correct. Is he willing to pay it? Where does Dhea have to get that kind of money? the only way is, conceive a boy for Moza Ramlan's family and go as far as possible after giving birth. But am I capable?! dhea thought.

Dhea was then confused.

“Why shut up? Have you forgotten what the mouth does?!” ramlan's growling was impatient.

“My answer remains the same. I can't know if I'm pregnant boy.”

Ramlan's jaw appears tightened. His grip on Dhea's chin felt even stronger, making the girl grimace withstanding the pain. Dhea knew now that he was in danger, but he could not do much in front of the man, indeed he was wrong to survive and wait for Ramlan who had married.

“Once you step foot into my place, then there is no way out for you,” sis Ramlan, “so, just enjoy your role here until giving birth to a boy! I'll take you to see my family, but don't let my wife Zia know who you are? understand!" Ramlan.

“You really have no heart!”

“Indeed.” Ramlan. “I told you, you have no choice!"

“Hate a child for me, or you will lose both your sisters. You'll see Mira vanishing beyond help in the hospital, and your sister Bagas becoming a vagabond from being expelled from the university, as well as the house I bought. One more thing, if you meet Zia, just say you are the new maid in this house." said Ramlan, highlighting Dhea's eyes.

Tbc.