Pregnant Whose Child ?!

Chap 10: Who are you?

WAAAAAA~

Devan jumped out of his bed. His chest up and down, his breathing was irregular. His sweat was pouring out, Devan's eyes swept through every corner of the room.

Just dreaming!! So it was just a dream? But why does it feel so real?

Devan breathes a sigh of relief. Devan looks at 3:30 in the morning.

Oh my!!

Devan dropped his body again in pieces. tried to close his eyes again, but could not.

Nevermind! I just woke up. Maybe a little warm water can make me sleep.

Devan moved out of his room.The whole room was only dim because of the lighting. Almost all the lights are off.

CLOTAK CLOTAK CLOTAK

What is that sound?

Devan heard a suspicious voice in the kitchen. With Devan approaching. He grabbed a golf club that happened to be on the edge of the wall not far from his room.

Devan was still settling in, carefully approaching the sound coming not far from the Kitchen.

CLOTAK CLOTAK CLOTAK

Devan entered the kitchen area, there was no one there. There's just dimness. Devan walks around the concrete table in the middle of the Kitchen.The usual place Angga cook.

CLOTAK CLOTAK

Devan lifts his golf club. Prepare to hit whatever's behind the stove table.

"Let's..."

Devan jumped in shock, Something hit him suddenly until he fell backward. He was pierced by something quite heavy but tender.

"Female? You're that?"

"Let's.... Sorry Sir!" Angga wakes up from the top of his master's body which he overlaps.

Angga sat right on Devan's lap between his legs.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?" Devan wakes up sitting on their faces only a few inches away. "I thought it was the thief."

"Sorry, I'm hungry sir."

"Hey!" Devan pointed with his finger,

"sorry. I forgot." glanced at his master.

Both of them were silent, only the subtle sound of their warm breath was earthy.

Yes Forgive. She was so sweet up close. Even her tiny lips look soft with this close distance makes me want to....

Devan's heart beat twice as fast.

Mr. Devan, being seen up close he is much more handsome. Angga's face was flushed, his heart was racing quickly, banging on his chest cavity.

Devan's hands were coiled around Angga's body. Making the girl realize and as soon as possible get up from the lap of her master. Devan was ready to kiss her.

"Ma-sorry Sir. I don't mean to linger in your lap sir." with a reddened face.

Devan stood up to pull the corner of his lips.

"Hey! You really want to cut your pay, right?"

"No, no, not Mas Devan."

Devan smiled faintly."What are you eating?" take a grain of rice left beside Angga's lips, and eat it.

Angga slightly jumped in shock. his face had met red.

"That's..."

Devan walked over to the side of the table where Angga had been hiding and eating.

On the floor, there was a pot of rice and a mixture of vegetables, eggs and I don't know what.

"What's this?" Devan took the pot to stir up the contents of the pot that still had enough food left.

"That's. aunibab."

Devan looked at me as if asking for an explanation.

"That's Korean cuisine, almost the same as mixed rice. Devan doesn't know?"

Devan shakes.

"Try."

Devan was silent looking at the pot in his hand.

"Aa, sorry. I'll make a new one." I realized that food was panned.

"No need." prevent Devan from pulling Angga's hand.

"It's still a lot. Why did you want to leave?"

"I'm gonna go get some chilli powder."Angga scratched his cheek with his index finger.

Devan stepped towards the dining table. Then look,

"Yoo!" pulling the hand of Angga who was still silently pecking.

Angga and Devan were sitting opposite at the table. With a pot containing aibibab in front of him Angga ate voraciously.

Devan just watched him.

"Do you always have dinner like this?"

"Heem.. Ever since I had a little one in my body, I somehow got hungry at this hour." replied with a mouth full.

"Heem.. While still at the boarding house?"

"Uu'uum."

"What are you eating there?"

"Sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

"Looks good. Try." Devan grabs a spoon in Angga's hand.Takes a spoonful of aunibab and eats it.

"it's delicious."leave the spoon back to Angga.

Angga smiled happily his cooking was praised delicious. Angga rummaging his aunt.

"Is your little fussy at night like this?"Devan watched the bug that bribed a spoonful of aunibab into his mouth.

"no."

Devan grabs Angga's spoon, and takes turns eating bibibibab.

"really? You seem to love your little one quite a bit."

"of course. He has become a part of my life. There's no way I don't love him."

Devan smiled thinly.

"The depraved man is guilty. He's the one who's...."

"Aah, don't talk about it." Devan cut in horror. He remembered his dream again.

They chatted while continuing to eat auntybab with the same spoon in turn. Until morning comes.

"I might be home late. I'll tell you later." said Devan while wearing his suit.

"Good."

"O yes. Yesterday I asked you to set up my bookshelf. Have you done?"

"When?"

"yesterday, through the message of the smoke."

"Aahh. sorry my quote ran out. So I haven't touched it yet. I'll do it later."

"Hmm.so you're running out of quotas, it's worth no incoming messages from you." muttered softly.

"What's? You said something?"

"No. There's no."

"Call me if you need anything."

"I don't have the Mas Devan quota. I'll go downstairs and find the quota."

"No need. I'm just transferring." Devan pulled out his phone. Toss it a few times.

"Had entered. You don't have to buy any more quotas."

"Sorry to trouble you."

"I don't bother. Just a push-pick." Devan said casually."I'll go first."

"Heem. Careful streets. Good job."

Angga closed the door.His eyes looked around in his master's apartment.

"Time to clean up."

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Devan entered his office building with a carefree heart. He kept on kicking, whether what song he was singing, to make Gerald his assistant confused.

what's wrong with Mr Devan? This morning he looked very happy. Just make me cringe. Inner Gerald.

"Oiya. Is the file ready?"

"Which file is Mister?"

"What I asked for yesterday."

"Well, what does the wedding file mean? It's already sir."

"When's the date?"

"Lusa sir."

"Hm.. Yes's day?"Devan seems to think. "Well, I'll adjust. What time?"

The Devan apartment. Inside Devan's workspace

Angga sees the notif in his hp. He's trying to find the message Devan said this morning.

He said I should write a book. All the books are neatly arranged. does he ask me to arrange them alphabetically huh? Or how the hell is it? Hmmm.. Why is the message he meant to not exist? did I just ask you again?

Geese typing

//Mas Devan, can you resend your request set the book looks like your message was deleted.//message sent

Not long a reply came.

//No need. Just prepare for lunch. I'll be home in a minute.//Devan.

Angga surprised.

"What's? it's 11 noon. What can I cook? why just report now?"gerutu Angga came out of Devan's study.

In the kitchen Angga make it easy and fast. Omelet and fried rice.

I heard the front door bell. Angga hurried to open the door. A middle-aged woman was standing there.

"You who?"

"This is Devan's apartment, right?"the woman tried to make sure.

Angga.

"And who are you?"Ask the woman.

"I..."