Pregnant Whose Child ?!

Chap 12: Valid!

Devan sits on a couch waiting for a VIP room in a famous boutique. Before long Angga came out with a knee-length peace channel shirt whose waist down widened and expanded.

Devan looked at him, his hands twisting, hinting Angga to spin. Angga, according to him, turned his body around. stopped again facing Devan.

The man smiled. lifted his thumb and straightened his index finger, hinting Angga to return to the dressing room.

Angga entered the dressing room, a few moments later the girl came out again. By wearing a slightly loose shirt with long pants. Makes it look like ABG.

Devan smiled at him. raised both hands until his head formed Love. Smile widens.

Several times they did that, Angga tried on some clothes, and Devan judged it.

After getting the clothes, Devan and Angga came out of the boutique with a few papper bags. Angga is already wearing a new shirt, a cream-colored canal shirt along the top of the knee with a fluffy bottom.

"Master, Aahh, Mas Devan."

"Heem."

"This is all for me?"

"Heem."

"Is this not too much?"

Devan stopped his steps.turned to look at Angga.

"Really! It's too much."

Angga started to worry. "What if some of us give it back?"

"What?" bemused.

"Well, No!" Devan shook his head."It's not gnarled."

"Yes, I saw you pay for it."

Devan closed his eyes and bent his face hearing Angga's words that did not understand his meaning.

"It's not upset, and you'll have to pay for it later."start walking again.

"But I don't have any money, Mas Devan."

"I know."nod his head.

"Is this a pay cut?"

"We're talking at home. okay?"

When they arrived at the apartment, my mother was no longer there.

"Good." Devan put his luggage on the main room table. He dropped his body on a couch.

"Haaaahh.it's exhausting."

Angga who had entered the house was invisible, now came with a cold drink. Sit next to Devan and help him drink. After half a glass. Angga put the drink on the table. Beside the large and stacked paper bag.

Devan glanced at Angga. The girl turned her face away. Devan smiles.

"Look over here."

Angga is unmoved.

"Hey! look at it here."

Devan grabs Angga's chin, forcing the girl to look at him.

"If your opponent speaks out. Look at her face." smile teasingly.

Angga saw Devan's face. The man's smile grew wider.

"Well, that's right."

Angga has met red.

"Married to me."

Angga's eyes are rounded. Appa?

Devan chuckles..

Whahuh? Why is master Devan laughing like that is he playing a prank on me?

angga's face was getting redder, between shame and anger. The girl stood up to step away. Devan quickly pulled his hand. Until Angga sat on Devan's lap. Devan's hands locked his body hugging Angga from behind.

"Master."trying to escape.

"Hey"

"Mas Devan.." resigned.

Devan smiled broadly.

You are so adorable

"You have to pay your debt, and you promised to help me, right?"

Whatda? What debt again? What promise? I promised you what?

"help me make mom give up. Marry me Angga, that way you'll give up."

"Sir..."

"I cut your pay."

"Sorry..."

"You're gonna marry me?"

"Mas Devan." Lirih Angga.

"Heemm.." put his chin on Angga's shoulder.

"Wedding, not for fun."

"I know. That's why I'm asking you."

Angga looked at Devan from the side, trying to find sincerity and clarity there.

"You're pregnant, and your belly will grow. How do people look at you? and if only to me your employer, I'm a man, and you live here. Then suddenly your stomach grows. What do you think other people will think?"

Angga fell silent, understanding Devan's intent.

"Help me Angga."

Devan smiled, though,

"Prepare yourself. The day after we got married."

The goose jumped in shock.

Aapa?? Hey, when do I approve?

Devan shifts Angga's body. The man stood walking while taking off his clothes entering the room.

Wait day after tomorrow? Isn't that too fast?

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In a different place, the irritated Mother Devan dropped her body on the sofa of the main room of her residence. Not far from him sat a man who sipped slowly coffee in his cup. The man's eyes stared straight at the flat screen that was several meters in front of him. See national tv news.

"Why?" a heavy voice came out from his mouth, his hand put down the cup he had drunk earlier.

"My husband. Do you know what Devan did?"

"No."

"My husband. Your son is now living with a girl whose origins are unclear, after he left this house." Devan's mother scratched his head.

"Good."

"My husband!"astounded.

Mother stroked her chest trying to be patient with her husband's indifferent attitude.

"We, as her parents, should have straightened her out. Devan has gone beyond the limit."Mother again leaned her back massaged her back head that felt twitching.

"My husband! Are you going to let it?" asked because they did not get the expected reaction.

"Lusa. tell him to come here." the man stood up,

I look happy."So Devan can go home?"

"No." stepped into the work space.

"My husband!" squealing Mother.

"I just told him to come here. Not going home." asserted the man again.

"MY HUSBAND!!"

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The day after tomorrow.

That morning Devan was already wearing a neat stelan. Angga has also used its dangers. The two men stared at the reflected self.

Devan smiled with satisfaction. And the pias-faced Angga. Even though he's already decorated. The girl sighed.

Is this right? What am I doing this is not going the wrong way? Haaaah.... I hope I am not cursed...

An hour and a half later, the two became married couples. After making each other a promise. They got their own wedding books.

Devan dropped his body on the main room sofa. Loosening his tie slightly, his eyes glanced at the beautiful woman sitting not far from him, on the other side of the sofa. With a kebaya attached to his body.

"Hey! Why is your face like that?"

"Why my face?"

"You are like a nurbaya siti who was forced to marry a grandfather. That's your face."

"Did Mas Devan ever see siti nubaya?"curious.

Devan chuckles."Not yet."

"Then why liken my face to her?"protestations.

"It's just an Angga's parable."

Gerald's assistant came over and stopped a few steps ahead of Devan. Subdues head.

"What what?"

"The big master asked you to come to the mansion."

"Tell him I'm busy."

"He asked you to bring your wife also Mr. Devan."

Devan's face changed. "You're the one who leaked it?" staring suspiciously.

"sorry. He knew it from the beginning, sir."

Devan chuckles.

"Why is the old man always at will." muttered.

"I understand. go."

Devan breathed.

"Why Devan?" Angga.

Devaan rubbed his nape.

"It's a little hard Angga."

Angga is seen leaning his body towards Devan.

"We're going to see my family. Meet my mom and dad."Devan is serious."You ready?"

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Visual of his mother Devan (mrs Cori )

Visual of Devan's father (James wiryawan Shin )

Visual assistant Geraldin Kwan