She's my Ex-husband

78 DMS

Ms. Dirga looks very busy in the kitchen. Not cooking, just giving an interduction to the art at home to cook a variety of special dishes. Today though not a weekend, Elgar and his little family will come to stay over as it is his birthday. No special celebrations, just family dinners.

Actually Elgar invited him to dinner at the hotel as well as a vacation of one or two days, but Miss Dirga did not want because she preferred to be at home. At an increasingly twilight age, he is lazy to go, home is the most comfortable place for him.

"Mom." The sound of Saga's chirping surprised Bu Dirga who was in the kitchen. He looked up and smiled as soon as he saw his grandson coming.

Saga ran and immediately hugged her oma. Behind the boy, there was Mila and Elgar carrying a bouquet of flowers.

"Happy birthday, Oma." Said Saga while kissing both cheeks of Oma who was looking down.

Elgar approached his mother and gave her a beautiful bouquet of flowers. "Happy birthday to Mah." Elgar hugged his mother and kissed her cheeks.

"Please, dear" said Ms. Dirga as she patted Elgar on the back.

"Good birthday to Ma." Mila's turn to say. Not to forget also he hugged Miss Dirga and kissed her cheeks.

"Don't you say you'd come over for the night and stay the night?"

"Si bocil who whined to come here from yesterday Ma, he said he wanted to swim" replied Elgar.

Ms. Dirga immediately looked at Saga with a smile and touched her head.

"We're ahead." Take Miss Dirga to them. He also told the art to prepare snacks and drinks to be taken to the family room.

"Let's go pa swimming, swimming." Saga pulls his papa shirt. The boy could not wait to get down to the pool immediately.

"Later, you haven't eaten, you catch a cold" said Ms. Dirga.

"Udah kok Oma, Saga had breakfast at home."

"Can't give a gift to Oma yet" said Mila.

Saga immediately patted his forehead. Maybe he forgot that one thing. Saga ran towards the table where she had put the paperbag. He took it back to Oma's place and his parents.

"What's that?" ask Miss Dirga.

"Make Oma." Answer Saga while holding out a black paperbag on her eyes.

Ms. Dirga opened it. His smile was glimpsed at the family photos they had already made of frames from the ice cream stick by Saga.

"It's good that Oma, Saga made it?" says proud.

"Good darling, oma likes." Ms. Dirga pulled Saga closer and kissed her forehead.

Now it was Mila's turn, she thrust a box tied with a pink ribbon on her in-laws.

"It's from Mila and El." He looked at Elgar for a moment.

"No need to bother like this." Said Ms. Dirga while reaching for a prize from Mila. "You just remember, my mom is happy."

"Open dong Ma. Very special this is the card," said Elgar with a smile. He could not wait to see his mother's reaction.

Inevitably, Miss Dirga was curious as well. Open the pink ribbon slowly and then open the box cover. His eyes were glassy looking at the contents of the box which turned out to be print out USG. He took it with a slightly trembling hand. "You pregnant Mil?"

"Yes Ma." Mila replied with a smile and touched her in-laws hand.

Ms. Dirga immediately hugged Mila who was sitting next to her. He kissed the two cheeks of his son-in-law alternately while giving thanks. Tears of happiness dripped from both of his neutrals.

"Thank you, this is my mom's most special birthday gift."

Ms. Dirga invites Elgar and Saga over. They then hugged together.

After that, Saga again whined for a swim. Itching was also the ears of Elgar who heard it. Soon he invited his only son to change his clothes and go to the swimming pool. While Mila, she followed Miss Dirga into the room.

This is the first time Mila has entered her room. The main room on the first floor, the area is the same as Elgar's room. Which makes Mila geleng geleng, of course, a collection of luxury bags in-laws. He who is young only has a few bags.

"If anyone likes it, take it." Ms. Dirga said when Mila saw her bag collection. "Mama is old, rarely comes out, especially since papa does not exist. Which one you like, take it."

There is no way among dozens of branded bags that there is nothing Mila likes, but of course she is embarrassed to want the light pointed.

Ms. Dirga opened the closet, picked up a black box.

"Sit here Mil." Call her soup Mila sitting on the bedside, by her side.

Mila said she approached her father-in-law and sat next to him. When Ms. Dirga opened the box she was holding, Mila looked up at the contents. A set of diamond jewelry that looks very expensive.

"It's very good Ma" praised Mila.

"You likey?" Mila just smiled to answer.

"That bought El?" Ms. Dirga pointed her chin towards Mila's neck. There perched a diamond necklace that Elgar had bought.

"Yes Ma."

"This is alm papa's gift. My mom rarely wears it. It seems to fit you. You keep it." Ms. Dirga closed the box again, pulled Mila's hand, then put the jewelry box there.

"Ta, but Ma. It's papa's gift." Mila's not feeling well.

"Mama is old, no longer need stuff like this. There are still many dialmari. Just make you that. Consider it a gift for your pregnancy."

Mila's eyes glazed with glass, did not expect that Ms. Dirga had really accepted her as a daughter-in-law.

"Thank you Ma." Mila put the box on the bed and hugged Miss Dirga.

Pooled swimming, Saga looks very happy. He was already good at swimming, but still, Elgar did not dare to take it off alone. The noise of the two was heard up to the family room, making Mila curious and immediately following the silence.

"Totally happy?" ask Mila who is standing not far from the pool.

"Here you are." Saga cried while waving his hands.

"Mom see from here." Mila was sitting in a long lounge chair near the pool. It's available on the table, a snack and two glasses of orange juice.

Elgar told Saga to play on the edge of a rather shallow pool. He went up to Mila.

"Swimming yuk." Elgar sat down beside Mila and immediately embraced her.

"El, you're wet!h." Mila broke away from Elgar's embrace and shuffled away so that his clothes would not get wet.

"Down yuk," asked Elgar again.

"I don't have a swimsuit."

"Wear the same daleman, yuk." Take it while pulling Mila's hand.

"There's a saga, where might I wear that kayak."

Despite her son Saga, Mila is embarrassed if she has to wear underwear in front of Saga. According to him, Saga was mature enough and understood, so he had to dress modestly in front of his son.

Elgar scratched his head, too, said Mila. Ogled by Saga who was engrossed in playing water, the boy looked happy, even though he was just swimming at home.

Elgar took the orange juice on the table and sipped it. Suddenly he felt a hand up his chest and played there.

Mila bit her lower lip. That wet chest field looks so sexy. Can't hold his hand against fumbling, even if there's no Saga, want him to land some kisses there.

"Why?" Elgar smiled seductively.

"Sexy."

Elgar's laughter immediately broke upon hearing that.

Mila shifted her body, sitting closer and closer to Elgar. His hands moved to explore the chest to the stomach of the husband.

"Will?" elgar asked, whispering in Mila's ear.

The embarrassed Mila instantly covered her face with both palms. Don't know why, now the innards want to mulu especially when Elgar looks very sexy like this.

"Shame to want to," led Elgar while nudging Mila's shoulder.

"Bring baby time ya El. Now I want to often."

Elgar held back the laughter hearing it. Basic woman, prestige alone who digedein. If you want, baby is the reason.

"Baby, what's her mom?" Tempting Elgar while advancing the face, eroding the distance with Mila until their noses touched each other. Mila closed her eyes as Elgar tilted her face about to kiss her.

"Fuck, here."

Saga's call made Mila and Elgar's laughter instantly break. Because the two newly attached lips are the same reflex away.

"Heiss, he can't call in 5 minutes" grumbled Elgar.

"Father." Saga shouted back.

"Yes just a little shit." Elgar answered while looking at Saga. He took the juice that stayed a little and then gulped it down.

"El, the mango is over." Mila pointed towards the mango tree. As he remembers when he was here some time ago, the fruit is still a lot.

"Udah finished, that day we also had time to take it home. Even you share to Mak Sari as well."

Mila nodded, she still remembered.

"I want mangoes El." While grumbling, Mila looked at the spoiled Elgar.

"Let's go look for the supermarket."

Mila immediately shook her head.

"The mango harvester." Mila pointed back to the mango tree. There are still fruit, even if only 2 or 3 seeds.

"I'll have Mang Ali take it."

Mila shook her head again.

"You want to climb and take it for yourself."

Elgar's eyes immediately glared at hearing it. It used to fit a boy, he did like his name climbing, but now, oh.no.

"You yes, you want to. Our son wants to. You don't want our son to be an ileran."

"Hehe." Elgar smiled absurdly. The tree is quite tall, although underneath the grass, but if it falls quite well too.

"You are Mas" said Mila.

"Mass?" Elgar frowned, it felt so funny to hear Mila call him a mas.

"You are El Mas, you want to be very cool." Mayu Mila while blinking one eye.