Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 029: Immediately Inaugurated

The more night Likta became more agitated after hiding, because she could not see Tiarnan before leaving. Though the baby wants to be accompanied by his father, this is the reason he loved the man.

Until late at night Likta rolled right back to the left, and so on. Then out of boredom he walked towards the balcony, sliding the window-high glass door that was side by side with the room wall.

Likta looked up at the sky, the clouds that used the moonlight moving slowly. Not usually the city of Jakarta is as cold as the north pole, or this is just a feeling he just because it is far from Tiarnan.

Before the body froze in the cold, Likta rushed into the room, lowering the temperature of the air conditioning machine to make it warmer.

Since coming here last night Likta hasn't checked the contents of the closet, she wishes there were pajamas that fit her. However, there was not a single woman's shirt inside.

Likta pursed her lips, choosing one of the shirts instead of pajamas. “Not so, deh, the sweatshirt seems more comfortable.” She replaced her dress with a steel-gray oblong that almost submerged her body. Then, drop the body onto the bed, pulling the blanket over until it covers the head.

Five hours had passed, Likta woke up early in the morning. Crawl slowly out of bed, take a shower and do the mandatory routine before getting out of the room. He rushed over after pecking out the appearance in front of the mirror, all looking perfect. A line of smile etched sweetly, his fingers rubbed the stomach that began to bulge.

“Darling, are you happy that we held a thanksgiving event for you? Hold on 26 more weeks.” Likta monologues while stroking gently.

As Likta had guessed, the magnificent house had been conjured up so beautifully. People in black and white uniforms milling around carried or rushed to work on something.

Likta could see a long table with white linen cloth, silver spoons and knives neatly arranged in front of each chair.

“Mbak Likta, breakfast is ready,” Murti said.

Likta nodded. “Bapak is awake?”

Murti looked towards the wall clock. “Usually at half-seven he just dropped.”

“Oh,” argued Likta, thinking how to deal with the parents of Tiarnan alone. Remembering their conversation that afternoon that seemed cold.

Likta researched the entire space of the magnificent house, his turning eyes tried to find the existence of Violacea, because according to the recognition of his father-in-law, the model that will govern all.

The housekeeper guided Likta's steps towards the other side of the room in the house. “Well, while waiting for Mr. Frits, do you want anything? Tea perhaps?”

“Yes, later let me spare myself, Bi, thank you.” Likta's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged woman standing beside her.

Murti smiled faintly, how lucky, Tiarnan had a wife like Likta. “Aibi has prepared fruit. Oiya, last night Mr. Muh told Bibi, if Mbak Likta wants a way to stay say.”

“Pak Muh enggak among Mas Tiarnan?” Highlight Likta's eyes showed anxiety, then said. “Jepara, right, far, Bi.”

“Iya, but Mas Tiarnan insists on bringing his own car,” Murti said. “Mas Tiarnan assigns—”

There was a voice that resembled another person coughing, so that Murti did not continue the words. The two women of different ages looked at each other at the same time. The middle-aged woman took a step back, then looked down respectfully.

“Good morning, Mr.” Likta welcomed her standing up.

“Again,” reply Frits Flat. “Mur, Cea has not arrived?”

“Not yet, Mr.”

Head Frits mangut-mangut. “Go, look, if he has come drop us here.”

“Good, I'm sorry.” Murti retreated regularly a few new steps turning around the body.

“Coffee.” Frits grabbed the newspaper. “How are you doing this morning?”

“Good,” sahut Likta, then snatch the rice barrel, prepare for father-in-law. He did the role of son-in-law as best as possible, hopefully in the future their relationship is not as bad.

“I don't know what makes Tiarnan leave for Jepara early, moreover know there is an important event—” Frits speech paused, the twilight man grabbed a cup, sipped a little coffee then continued. “Do you guys fight?”

Likta's cheeks met in red before turning moody, it could not be said what about the unexpected event. She deliberately avoided it and her husband chose to leave without saying goodbye.

Likta is still shrouded in disappointment at the accidental confession of Tiarnan after making love. Gosh, considering that romance, his muscles are throbbing. He hurriedly threw his face away, afraid that anyone would know the hue on the cheek.

“No, our relationship is fine.” Likta's lying.

A haughty smile was pinned on the middle-aged man's lips, Likta's feeling suddenly uneasy. He suspected that Tiarnan's father could see the hesitation in his statement just now. Indeed, from the beginning, pregnant women are less able to lie. So, it is not new if there are people who can easily judge honesty through the look of his face.

“Good morning, Om.” Violacea greeted cheerfully, while pulling the chair beside Frits.

“Morning,” said Frits, then turned to look at Tiarnan's wife. “Likta, can pour tea for Cea.”

“Sure,” revealed Likta, sincere, while reviewing a smile. His turning eyes narrowed. “Thank you, you've taken the time to pitch a three-monthly event for me.”

“Ah, it's nothing, it's also for my child-to-be, right Om?”

Likta flinched, as strongly as possible holding her hand to avoid shaking. He was amazed this time managed to reduce the pain that often approached when the calmness of the heart was disturbed. “There can I help?”

“All I have overcome, you stay relaxed. Take good care of the baby in your stomach.” Violacea smiled knotfully, then tucked the hair behind the ears gracefully. “Om today is working, right?”

“Ya, titip home huh?”

“Do not worry, Cea can take care of everything.”

Outside of desire, Likta let a fragile gaze stick out onto the surface. He couldn't have interrupted their conversation. To cover up the pain, he sipped the tea slowly. Then stand up and take his own breakfast, if this is what is meant by a friendly event, it is better for him to follow the flow.

Actually there is not the slightest intention to enter the realm of the Tiarnan family, because Likta knows where the end of this relationship is anchored. Given that, the bile fluid seemed to rise into the throat. With great difficulty he swallowed food.

“Kok, a little bit of food? Come, dong, add!” Violacea takes broccoli stir-fry Likta. “Let the baby be healthy.”

“Thank you.” Likta could see the pride radiated from the face of the father-in-law when looking at his future successor. Aduuuh, the pain created is not playing, he immediately nauseated just by imagining.

“Om?” violacea's reprimand was a bit awkward, she wanted to speak, but looked less certain.

“Ya, say,” welcome soft Frits.

“Not—” There was a two-second pause before Violacea continued, the beautiful girl cleared her throat gracefully. “Look, I've been thinking about this from a long time.”

Likta was alarmed, instinctively realizing something was amiss from Violacea's words. However, he prefers to close his ears tightly.

“It doesn't matter if my relationship with Tiarnan is immediately inaugurated.”

Likta almost choked on the spoon before time stopped spinning. Everyone there was silent. The pregnant woman did not dare to raise her head just to see the look on the face of the father-in-law or Violacea.