Pregnant Whose Child ?!

chap 47's

After Devan and James left for their study, Angga and Cory's mother were there. The atmosphere is very awkward. They just sat quietly without a word. Madame Cory was glued to the flat screen tv in front of her, while Angga bit her lips, glancing slowly at her mother-in-law who was impressed indifferent.

Angga did not expect much, considering that he had known from the beginning that Madam Cory did not like it. Angga sighed. Then he moved from his seat.

"Where are you going?"the sound of mother's sniffling was heard up to her ear.

"I, want a break, madam. I'm so tired."

"Don't call me madam again. Call mom, I don't want my husband and son to be angry because you called me that." said Cory still cranky. Without him looking at Angga. He still remained focused on the flat screen that he had just seen that.

"Good."

Anga stepped away from the family room. He passed James's office. At that time he passed a waiter who carried a tray with two coffee cloves there.

"Are you going to take him to Dad's office?" angga asked to intercept the servant.

"Yes Miss Angga." replied the maid.

"May I just take him?"tanya Angga was a bit shy.

"Of course Miss." The waiter lifted the tub and took pride in receiving it.

"Thank you." said Angga.

The waiter returned to the direction he had appeared earlier. While Angga walked closer to his father-in-law's study.

The goose will knock. But the door was a little open. Angga put the tray on the table beside the entrance, Angga held the handle and wanted to push wider. But his movement stopped.

His body refused to move again. What to do again? Angga heard and knew what had been hidden. Angga closed his mouth, his eyes wide open. A hint of disappointment was clearly drawn on his face. Angga's body instantly relaxed.

Whatdoes thatmean? Has Mas Devan been the culprit all along? He should be good to me. I innocently believe all the goodness of Mas Devan. All because of the insistence of his father, thought Angga,

His feet stepped back. His chest seemed to rise and fall with rapid breathing that continued to hunt. Angga's tears just fell. Slowly he left the place. Go somewhere, just stay away from that damned place.

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Devan stunned. He turned back and looked at his father.

"Dad, there's someone who stole the hearing in front of this room. Cctv check!" he screamed with a restless face.

"What??" mr. James flinched, hurrying he opened the CCTV connection on his computer, checking right in front of his room.

Devan approached, taking the flat screen seriously.

DEG!

His heart seemed to stop beating.

"People!"

Devan hunts her out of her father's study, regardless of his father calling for her.

"Devan! Back back! Don't be rash!"sir James called his son."Devan!"

Feeling her call ignored James immediately checked where Angga was going, the woman was trickled through CCTV had come out of the main house.

James took his phone to contact some people.

"Soon send your men to find my son-in-law! I'll send you a picture. He shouldn't have gone far away from the Mansion!" the order was on someone on his phone.

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That afternoon Yo il checked the clock in his hand. He who was reading the secret documents of the company was bored. The sight of Yunho who was still faithfully accompanying him, or perhaps more precisely watching him.

Yo il sighed her weight.

"Yunho."

"Yes young master."

"Let's go to school Sweetie. I'm so bored."

"Alright young master."

Yo il looked at Yunho in wonder, why did this person not even remind him that this was still working hours? Directly agree to it.

Foolishly thought Yo il was taking a step out of his room.

The yellow car whizzed across the busy streets. Yo il loosened his tie.

"Do you want to replace him, young master?" yunho asked still focused on driving.

" We can go back to the villa if you want."

"No! It will only take time." refused Yo il quickly.

In the middle of the journey to the school Sweet, Yo il saw Angga walking on the side of the big road, Yo il turned his head because he had missed.

"Yunho, turn around."he said immediately,

"What's the young master."

"Turn back my words!" jak Yo il impatient.

Yunho turned his car around, as per the instructions of Yo Il stopped right beside Angga who was walking. Yo il lowered the side glass. Looking up at Angga.

"What are you doing here?"tanya Yo il stopped Angga.

Angga looked at Yo il with his angry eyes.

"You are also involved" Angga said furiously."You.. go!"

Angga stepped again, Yo il opened the door beside him and caught up with Angga. The man held Angga's hand, and,

"Explain what is this about?" tanya Yo il further tightened his grasp. Angga tried hard to escape.

"People!" he was impatient."I'm asking you!"

"Greenhouse! you remember?"

Yo il's face changed instantly.

"Come on! Come with me first!"

"Let go!"

Yo il drags the mango and puts it in the back, Yo Il also comes along.

"Road!"

Yunho runs his car.

"Take me off Yo il! What do you want?"Angga's face was already crying.

"What do you know? How do you know that?"ask Yo Il seriously.

"You're criminals! you're the same as Devan! you're all conspiring!"sentak Angga tried to escape.

Devan can't say it. Where could he know. I'm sure he's running away from home. What am I supposed to do now?

After a futile struggle. Finally Angga fell silent as well as his strength ran out. The woman sat quietly by Yo il's side.

"Don't think I've done anything to you." said Yo il after Angga calmed down a little.

"I just moved you to the couch." said Yo il firmly."I have CCTV evidence if you want to see it."

Yo il took out his phone to squeeze the flat object and handed it to Angga. Women holding hp Yo il limply and lazy. He stared at the recording Yo il gave him, all without any cuts or edits.

Angga smothered his mouth. Not expecting, Devan will do all that. Of course he was very disappointed. Angga believed in him very much, he always thought Devan was a good person who accepted him as he was, but that was all just an insistence from his father. Moreover, Angga felt that he had been deceived.

"What's your plan now?"tanya Yo il looked at Angga. To be honest, he felt sorry for the girl.

"Can you hide me for a while? I don't want to meet Devan."Pinta Angga with his shoulder face.

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Heemm... thought Yo il would like to?

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