One Bed With Ex

Fall in Love

Arla had already coded Satria, but the man still did not understand.

"Mrs Khalisa, does Madam need anything?" asked Arla who made Satria's eyes glare then she turned around.

"I just want to see your condition, it looks like you're okay Juminten, your name is Juminten right, not Arla?" ask Khalisa who is walking closer towards them.

Seeing something wrong from his wife's attitude, Satria smiled as she accompanied Khalisa's body. "We rest in the room, then Frans check Juminten, soon he will arrive" said Satria.

"But I want to know that he's really sick, or just looking for attention with you, you don't see what, baby, he's all right, too, and what you said earlier he was vomiting it was just his wits let you take care! Isn't that right, Juminten?!" khalisa Bentak.

Arla shook her head in a doldrums hearing it. Indeed Khalisa it is outrageous to accuse him of just pretending.

Tong!

The bell rang Frans sign had come, Satria immediately walked to open the door. After the door opened, Frans was drenched in rain when he got out of the car.

"Lake in!" satria said to her best friend.

Frans was already used to Satria's unfriendly attitude. He walked in the footsteps of his best friend.

"What do you mean pretend to be sick?! You just want my husband's attention, right? Do not dream of you Juminten, even if you are beautiful, Satria will never be tempted by a village woman like you!" khalisa said when Frans and Satria came.

"Already Khalisa, do not be jealous excessively, do not accuse the no-no to Juminten," said Satria.

"You've always defended him, ah, I'm going to the room, rather than having to keep the emotion here!" Khalisa left by stomping his feet towards the room.

"Look in Frans!" tell Satria to Frans who is still standing.

"Yes,"

"Wait first! I'm fine, I've been taking cold medicine" Arla stopped on Frans who was going to go into her room.

Frans looked at Satria and then with his face he looked back at Arla. "Whatever!" cold answer.

"Frans, hurry in and check on him!" titah Satria's.

Frans was about to step up, but Arla held her body, making Frans who had not looked at her now look at Arla's face.

this maid is so beautiful! he said in his heart.

Satria looked towards Frans who was so seriously looking at Arla. He did not want until his best friend was fascinated by the beauty of his heart. Soon Satria nudged Frans' arm.

"Hurry in!"

"I'm fine Mr. Satria, and I don't want to be checked, especially if the Doctor is a boy!" arla firmly reasoned.

Arla kekeh does not want to be checked not with the reasons she has said. However, she did not want anyone to know about her pregnancy let alone Satria.

This morning Arla had bought a tespack and tried it at that time, because she felt bad about her physical condition and also nausea vomiting that always occurs in the morning.

The pregnancy test shows two red lines that indicate if she is pregnant with Satria's seeds. Sad to say, devastated to not believe all that.

Arla is determined to hide her pregnancy for the next month because she does not have enough money to survive. Therefore, Arla tries to survive to work until next month, after which she will leave the life of Satria.

"Easy! Then I'll just go home!" Frans walked back to the door.

"Frans, you know, how come you even unplug it anyway?!" ask Satria who followed Frans.

"What you want to check is not going to!"

"Lo has to check on her, make sure she's okay, and make sure she's not pregnant" Satria said.

"What's? Pregnant?" ask Frans.

Frans and Satria did not succeed in persuading Arla to check, Frans finally stayed at Satria's house because his clothes were soaked and the night was getting late.

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Frans watched her from the Sofa as Arla was trying to cook using a mask. He felt suspicious of Arla because since dawn Arla always went to the toilet like nausea vomiting.

"Darling...Mom's coming!" a woman's voice came closer walking towards the kitchen.

"Eh, son Frans, when's it coming?" ask the woman.

"Aunty, Frans stayed here all night" Frans replied, kissing the back of Yulia's hand.

"Ooh, yes, which Satria is Khalisa? Are they not awake yet?" ask Yulia again.

"Yes, it seems so Auntie" Frans replied briefly.

"It's like the bride and groom are just the two of them, always waking up," Yulia accidentally saw Arla cooking in the kitchen.

"Eh, who are you?" Yulia walked over to Arla.

"I'm a maid in this house, my name is Juminten" replied Arla.

"Ooh, Juminten? Like the name of the old man, a really big village! You must be poor!" yulia said as she looked at Arla from top to bottom.

In her view, Arla's clean, smooth white skin from top to bottom. Yulia was curious about Arla's face wearing a mask, she removed the mask from Arla's face.

"When you're at work, don't wear a mask! Now covid free! Make people uncomfortable just look at it!" yulia.

Geez, this is a very beautiful maid, it's so white clean, smooth again. My son-in-law could fall in love with him, this must not be allowed!

Yulia spoke inwardly praising Arla's extraordinary beauty. He's gonna plan something to get Arla kicked out of that house.

*******

"So Mamah look at your maid in the kitchen again cooking, she wears a mask all over again, she's actually your maid right?" ask Yulia who is now in the car with Khalisa beside her.

"Yes, she's a maid at home, just worked two weeks, why Mah?"

"She is so beautiful Khalisa, you should not hire a beautiful maid like that, Satria could be like him!" yulia said to the princess only wayangnya.

"Yes, but I have already fired all the servants and in this day and age it is difficult to find a tang employee want in the salary with a small salary like this Juminten Mah, Mah, I also thought the same as Mamah, but I had planned something so that the village maid was not insolent!" khalisa.

"What are you planning?" ask Yulia curiously.

"Later Mama will know for herself,"

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Frans doesn't go to work because it's his day off. He intends to relax at Satria's house while stealing glances at Arla who is always busy with her work.

As Arla puts coffee on her desk, she holds Arla's hand. "I don't like moca coffee, I want you to make black coffee" Frans said.

Because of anxiety, Arla broke away from Frans who had just realized that she had held his hand. "Gosh, what am I doing?" she said softly while rubbing her face after Arla left.

"Arla, make me some moca coffee!" said Satria who had just arrived.

Just nodding, Arla glanced at Satria without saying anything. He immediately readied the order of the two men in the house.

Satria also volunteered today. He feels bad if he has to work while his best friend is on vacation at his home. Satria walked and sat down on the sofa Frans was still looking at Arla.

"Don't you smile yourself?!" ask Satria.

Frans realized Satria saw his strange behavior. He hurriedly changed his now misbehaved gaze.

"No, I'm okay!" the answer.

Suspicious, Satria looks towards Arla. He was sure, if Frans was watching Arla while smiling to himself. Not usually Frans who is known by his dipgin attitude can smile when he sees Arla who is busy working.