Pregnant Whose Child ?!

chap 21's

"Devan! where are you going, son?" ask the middle-aged woman.

"Would you like me to come here?"

"Of course meet mom's youngest son."

Devan smiled, he already knew all his mother's behavior. When Angga took a bath, Devan checked the cctv and saw his mother and Mona who had been disturbing his wife when she was not home.

"Come when I have no mother.do as yesterday."he satirized with a cynical smile.

"Devan!" mom looks surprised her son's like she knows everything."What do you mean by that."

"Don't disturb my wife's mother" Devan said slowly but with great emphasis. "She's pregnant with your granddaughter. Treat her like your other daughter-in-law."

"What?" I don't seem to like anything else to hear that obscure woman carrying Devan's child."Is she really carrying your child?" pointing Angga.

Mother jerks her coarse breaths, as if denying what Devan said. Mother stared cynically at Angga who chose to lower her head.

"expectedly! cheap village woman! you ensnared Devan with the child you bear! how dare you." mother close her mouth, holding all the emotions she almost overflowed in front of her son.

"Are you sure it's your son Dev? It could have been another boy and he said it was your son!"angry mom trying to influence.

Devan seems to control his emotions. He clenched his hands and tightened his grasp.

"We're busy ma'am, come next time." Devan walks past his mother with the hand of Angga. He didn't care about mother's screeching saying his name over and over. Devan put Angga in his car, then drove fast.

Angga who had been silent just looked down, he knew Devan was struggling with his emotions, and he did not want to disturb him. Letting Devan be the best way.

After a long time of silence for each other. Angga finally ventured.

"Mas Devan." he said.

"Where are we going?"

"Where are you going?"still focused on driving.

"Heeem?"A little look at Devan.

"Where do you want to go?"

Angga was silent for a moment. "maybe to the waterfall"

"All right." With a thin smile.

Devan takes his car to the mountains and stops at a stolen tourist spot parking it there and buys some drinks and snacks for provisions during the uphill journey to the waterfall.

Devan walks in front. And the lady was getting tired.she was left quite far behind. Angga paused for a moment.he was thirsty, setting his breath leaning on the edge of a rocky cliff. Angga rubbed his stomach.

"are you hungry, son?"

Angga glanced uphill on the left side.no one, even Devan was no longer visible.

Angga re-set his breath. Before long he saw the figure of a man who came down again half ran up to him. his face looks very worried.

"Aren't you papa? still strong? Pardon me! I was too deep in my thoughts to leave you this far" he said with a gasp of breath.

"Mas Devan, did you come back running?"

"Heeemms.." With full face to the wire.

Angga smile.

"I'm thirsty."

Devan took the mineral water and gave it to Angga.

"I'm sorry." she said slowly, "we rest first." Devan leads Angga to the mound of stairs on the edge so that others can keep passing later.

"You hungry?"

Angga.

Devan fed him with the bread they had bought. After enough rest they continued their journey.

"Get it!" Devan crouched down in front of Angga patting his own shoulder.

"But." stared at Devan's back.

"I don't want you to be left behind again.You must be tired. Ride on."

"I'm getting heavy at Mas Devan."

"I know! hurry up. Or do you want me to hold you in front?"

"Aaaa no." Angga immediately positioned himself on Devan's back.

Warm back of Devan.

Long they are silent.Enjoy the fresh natural air towards the waterfall. Devan had to fix his car several times.

"People."

"Heeemmm?" angga wrapped his arms around Devan's back, the woman placed her chin on the shoulder of the man carrying her.

"I'm sorry my mom."

"Why did Devan apologize?"

"Mom's been mean to you because of me."

Angga.

"I know I've seen you several times and definitely said something inappropriate like today. You have to hear mom's meaning."

"I'm not what Mas." Proudly sighed."again it was true. This is another boy. Devan is too good to admit it."

Devan confirmed again his sling. His face looked sad.

If you know the truth, maybe you will hate me Angga.Batin Devan regretted his actions first.

"I look like I'm snaring you right now."

"That's not true. Don't listen to what others say. You are my wife and the child in your stomach is also my son. Ummm?"

They were silent for a moment.

"Mas Devan, why is there a new ART at home?"

Devan smiled

"For you to pay more attention to your body and do nothing."

"Am I fired?"

"Why still think about that? No husband fires his wife."

"But you're my employer..."

"And I am also your husband..."

They fell silent and suddenly laughed at the same time.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Why did Devan laugh?"

"It feels like the title of an ftv only. My employer is my husband." said Devan laughingly.

"true." Angga still laughed amusedly.

"i love you Angga."

Angga was silent her face flushed red upon hearing her husband's love statement.

"Either since when, I don't know. I don't know what, I don't remember either. It's like running water in that waterfall."

Devan and Angga stared at the waterfall shower from above.

"It's loud. Like my love." Devan walked quickly closer to the waterfall.

"What about you Angga?"

*I dare not admit it. I'm used to all your sweet treatment with your gentle kiss with the warmth of your body.

I'm afraid to admit it, all your unwarranted kindness or because of your human side to me. I'm afraid to admit it, I'm afraid to drown in your kindness until I misinterpret it as love*.

Devan sat on the rocks not far from the flow of water so proud, letting his feet touch the cold fresh waterfall.

At the waterfall it is very crowded considering this weekend, plus the weather is supportive.

Devan returned to dispense supplies and enjoyed the morning atmosphere by noon with bread and minerals. After quite satisfied to enjoy the atmosphere in the waterfall. They return.

Angga fell asleep in the car on the way home. Devan smiled glancing at the slumbering Angga beside him, Devan took Angga's hand and grabbed him and kissed the back of his hand. He placed that hand on his warmed chest.

I haven't felt this kind of feeling in a long time. A feeling that even Mona has never given.

Arriving at the apartment Devan laid Angga's body in his room. Devan's Room. Devan stroked Angga's stomach which began to bulge.

Forgive papa. Papa will keep you from outside attacks no matter what.