Pregnant Whose Child ?!

chap 41s

The man opened the door of the private room along with the ringing of his cellphone, Angga checked, on the screen with the name Devan.

Angga was shocked.

Devan Mas? inner Angga was surprised, he turned to look at the door that began to open. Angga picked up his phone and slowly stuck it in his ear.

("Where are you? Why didn't Gerald find you in the apartment?") Devan's voice was across there.

("Female? You hear me?")

Whatisthis? So he's not Devan's guy? Then who?

"Please Miss."

With doubt Angga stepped up. There James smiled to greet him. Angga breathed a little relieved.

("Figure!")devan's voice is still heard.

"Mas Devan, I met you first."

("What?")

"Let's talk again." Angga hung up his phone.

Angga stepped closer, and stood in front of the table.

"Sit down!" tell Mr. James, "Did I surprise you?"

Angga sat down on the chair beside him standing up. "Yes dad, I'm so surprised" he said with a smile.

"What do you want to eat?" Ask Mr. James to open the menu book, his phone rings. Mr. James glanced at him.

"It seems, he's very worried about you" said Mr. James showed the screen of his phone to Angga. There's Devan's name there. James smiled and pressed the green button.

"What's wrong?" his voice, Mr. James, was silent for a moment

"Aaaa, he's with me" said Mr. James, "We're having lunch. Come here if you'd like to join."

Mr. James was silent again, listening to Devan's voice across the street."Alright."

The phone call ended.

"Choose what you like" said James, flipping through the menu.

"Dad,"

"Heeemmm.." Mr. James cleared his throat.

"Why not tell me so I'll dress a little modestly" Angga said cautiously.

Mr. James turned his gaze, looking at the clingy Angga.

"You've dressed very modestly Angga." said James with a faint smile."After all you are pregnant, you should wear comfortable clothes for you."

"Aaa, yes."

"alright. Have you chosen?"

"i'm just following dad's pills."

"Haaaiiiisss, don't be. You're the one who's pregnant, order what my granddaughter wants."

Angga's eyes sparkled. Of course Mr. James touched it. How not? The man even assumed the child he was carrying was his grandson. Angga felt overwhelmed. But he is also sad. During lunch together, Mr. James continued to be friendly and kind to her, also very considerate. Makes you feel guilty.

Maybe you don't know if this isn't Mas Devan's son. If you know it maybe the reaction will be different. Inner Angga sad heart.

" Why is that face?"asked Dad to see Angga who suddenly had a sad face, but was very excited before.

"Aaa. no father."

James smiled with understanding.

"Certainly because of hormones, while pregnant the mood is often changing. Whatever makes you uncomfortable just say it." said Mr. James with a firm but gentle face.

"Female, I'm sorry for your mother-in-law's behavior" said Mr. James.

"Yesterday he was absolutely outrageous. It's embarrassing for me." James said again."Next time if he so again just tell me, Dad will discipline him."Connect James with a smile.

"But, I assure you, he won't do it again" said James.

Angga felt very relieved, even Devan's father supported him. Maybe it's true, he shouldn't have to endure it himself.

After having lunch together, Mr. James drove Angga to Devan's office. Also accompanied him to the floor where Devan's room was.

"As I promise, this is me and your wife come here" said Mr. James lead Angga into Devan's room.

"Thank you dad" said Devan, sitting down from his desk.

"No, I still have a promise of pending work." declined Mr. James quickly.

"I'm leaving first."the cameras later.

"All right."

After Devan escorted his father out of his room and closed the door Devan sat on the sofa beside Angga sitting.

"How was lunch today?" his question was embracing his wife's shoulder.

"Just a regular lunch."

"Oh yeah? Didn't you say anything?"

"Just say sorry to mom."

"Let's..."

Silent for a moment,

"Aaa. mas Devan," Angga was a bit hesitant to also talk about it, "Dad, keep thinking this is your son." he said sebali hugged his own stomach.

"I don't want you to misunderstand me and think so. He should know anyway"

"I don't want to lie to her, even though I'm not saying this is your son, but I'm not saying anything when we know you think that way I think it's wrong."

"So, what if, we just say it."

Devan was silent for a moment.

Actually here who knows nothing is you Angga. Inner Devan sighed.

"Mmmm, actually, I already know." Devan said slowly.

"really?"asked Angga in disbelief staring at Devan's face."Then he'll still be nice to me. He is truly noble heart."

Not so, actually he just felt guilty.sinner Devan was upset to turn his eyes to the side.

Toktoctok, toktok,

Gerald came in with a tablet in his hand. He bowed in greeting.

"You've arrived here Miss Angga."he said.

"Yes, sorry to bother you earlier."

"It's okay.I'm grateful you're with the big master" said Gerald with a small smile.

"Master, it's time, '" Gerald turned to look at his master.

"I'm still in a meeting for a while, is it okay if you wait here first?"devan asked softly looking at the clock in his hand.

"It's okay."

"All right."

Devan kissed Angga's forehead, then published a smile. "If you need anything, call Gerald."

"Good." replied Angga, "good job. Watch your steps."

Angga sighed as Devan's back disappeared along with the door closed. Angga looked at the room around. He started walking, looking at Devan's entire room. Very neat and manly with black and white shades.

Angga sat in Devan's work chair. Look around the room from there. Little smiling goose.

TOKTOOK

The door opened from the outside. Immediately Angga stood up.

A woman looked at him suspiciously with sharp and hostile eyes.

"Who are you?"

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