Not the Son of the Prostitute

Plan to Add Momongan(TAMAT).

Kia really did not expect it turned out that Sandi was the person who had been sending him food every morning. The man did not even hesitate to directly reveal his heart to Kia.

"I like you Azkia Aditama!" say Sandi without hesitation. The man stepped closer to Kia who was trying to avoid.

"Stop!"

"I'm not going to hurt you."

"I said stop, Sandi!" repeat Kia with a loud voice. "So ... you've been sending me food every morning? Are you the one who put flowers on my desk?" tanya Kia leaned Sandi with a question.

"Yes. I send food every morning. And, the flower that's always on your desk, that's me putting it." Sandi paused her sentence. Then, after a few seconds of silence, he spoke again. "The gifts .. I also sent them."

"Gift ....?" Kia repeated Sandi's words in confusion. Trying to digest what he had just heard from the man's lips.

"So ... those gifts ... from you?!"

Heydar once told him to come to the police station. So, here's why.

"You ...?" Kia could hardly believe that all the gifts were from Sandi.

"Make what?"

"I told you, I like you, Kia. I liked you a long time ago. Even before Haidar is with you!" said Sandi very calmly.

"Don't brag, Brother Haidar and I were friends since childhood. How can you say you liked me before he did?" Kia looked at the cynical man in front there who looked down.

"Haidar is your little friend, Kia. But, I liked you first."

"Why can you be so confident saying that you like me first?" asked Kia with a probing look.

"Because Haidar never liked you. He only thinks of you as a sister."

The deg!

Sandi's speech is true, if Haidar never liked it. But why does this hurt so much?

Unknowingly Kia squeezed the tip of her own clothes.

"Sorry ..."

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Mutia and Haidar's happiness really felt complete with Ken's presence among them. Not only be a favorite for both parents, the little boy who is now starting to turn two years old has always been a favorite for his grandparents.

Like this morning, Rengganis and Naila were already at Mutia's house when it was only six in the morning. The two grandmothers were ready to accompany Ken who would soon be sunbathing as usual.

"Be careful, dear." Naila and Rengganis continued to be on standby to keep Ken who moved nimble to and fro on the edge of the pool. While his two grandfathers were talking not far while occasionally watching over the grandson.

Because of the weekend so they decided to spend their vacation time here, at Mutia's house while taking care of Ken occasionally.

"Maybe it'll be better if Ken has a younger brother" Rengganis said suddenly. Mutia who was not far from them could only swallow her saliva with great difficulty. Although actually Haidar has several times discussed the plan to add more baby.

"Yes, two more, or three more to come." Naila added. Both grandmothers hope that Haidar and Mutia soon have a baby again, if necessary they will follow to monitor the development of Mutia in order to get pregnant soon.

"Ma, don't talk like that. Let them decide for themselves how many children." Arya just doesn't want his wife's words to be a burden to Mutia. Especially when he saw the face of his daughter-in-law who suddenly changed.

"Right Dad said, Ma. Let us both plan how many kids." Haidar rubbed Mutia's back slowly, so the man felt guilty for ever discussing it with her.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mama's just proposing. But, that's up to you." Rengganis immediately knew that Mutia was uncomfortable with his words after getting a code from Arya.

"Mutia, Mama's sorry, honey. Mama will not make you have how many children. What matters is that you are healthy. You guys live happily."

Although there is still one thing that is a burden on the mind of Rengganis at this time, namely his eldest daughter, Kayshila. At that age of his age who has somehow not thought to end his bachelor. His sister is married and has children.

Shila always replies that she will get married later after finding someone she truly loves. But, when ? While his age is mature enough.

"I'm okay, Ma. Mama, don't be sad, huh?" Muti smiled back at Mama Rengganis.

"Does Mama still think of Shila again?" Haidar knows that his parents are currently dizzy thinking about the behavior of his brother. The beautiful girl the eldest daughter of the Pratama family was sometimes acting strangely. Shila prefers to live in a small rented rather than live in a luxurious house owned by her parents. Even the girl is also now selling online, she said she wants to learn to live independently and does not want to continue to depend on her parents.

"Why should Dad be?" The face that was getting old was looking sad. Rengganis just want his daughter to get married soon, live happily with her husband and children later. But, everything is just a delusion that until now has not been realized.

"Why Mama and I didn't try to match up Shila?" proposed Haidar to the mother. Rengganis instantly fell silent, seemingly thinking about Haidar's proposal.

"But with whom? Is there a guy who wants to marry a weird girl like your sister?" asked the Rengganis without spirit.

"There's dong, Ma. Shila's sister is beautiful, just less able to take care of herself."

"Try me to talk to Daddy later."

"You don't have to worry, I'll try to find a good man for Shila."

"But, does your brother want to? All this time ..."

Sudden rengganis in lema. During this time his daughter never once heard of in love with a man.

"Did Shila's sister never say anything to Mama? I mean, doesn't she have any male friends who are close to her?"

The rengganis shook slowly. Do not tell about men, even Shila has rarely come home, maybe only once a week, even if it is only a weekend.

"Sister is weird, Ma. When other girls prefer to enjoy the treasures of their parents, Kak Shila instead tried desperately to find money on her own.

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The night after the parents returned to their homes, Haidar decided to apologize to Mutia again about what Mama Rengganis said this morning. The man stepped slowly towards his room, pushing the door very carefully and it turned out that Mutia was still awake at the side in the little Ken who was already asleep.

Finding her husband coming, Mutia got up and got off the bed slowly. Stepping closer to her husband who just finished checking out some work in his study.

"Do you want me to do something, Mom?" mutia asked the male figure who was currently in front of her. Haidar had landed his body on the other bed in the room.

"I don't want anything. Come here" said Haidar with his hands outstretched toward Mutia.

"Mass ...!" Mutia shrieked softly as Haidar tried to pull her hand until she accidentally fell on the man's lap. "Ba–what if Ken wakes up?" Mutia glanced at the bed of the son.

"Stttt ...! That's why don't be noisy." Haidar immediately buried his kiss on Mutia's lips, took a sip for a while then immediately let go.

"I'm sorry about what Mom said?" said Haidar with a position still holding his wife from behind.

"Why should I apologize. Mama is not wrong if you want to have many grandchildren from us."

"But I still feel bad about you. The effect of your Mama Maksa. I'm afraid you're depressed."

"No, Mom." Mutia shook her head. "Is it not the duty of the child to please his parents?"

"Yes. But, Mama shouldn't talk rich in front of you." Haidar still feels guilty even though Mutia says fine.

"Partially I don't mind trying to answer Mama's request" Mutia said suddenly. It made Haidar smile with perfect g.

"Does that mean you're ready to have another child?" tanya Haidar made sure.

"If so, why not!" The woman in front was smiling. Mutia took off the hand of the husband who had been holding her from behind.

"Didn't you want us to have another child soon?"

Mutia's statement was like a code to her. The man did not waste the opportunity, Haidar immediately pulled it again until the two of them fell together on the soft bed.

"Mass ...!" little screech Mutia no longer ignored Haidar because he was busy guerrilla obscuring all inches of the woman's body.

"How about we add two more, three, four, five .. awww ...!"

Mutia's voice slowly disappeared along with their hot activities tonight.

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