The Love of Young Master

Chapter 9 COLD ESPRESSO

His eyes were very sharp, looking at us both as if we were thieves who had entered someone else's house without permission.

" You want some cake too? I cut it for you too, right? You know, all this time brother Reno is very loyal loh nomenin I made a cake. He said, my dream of becoming an art worker like him will be achieved by becoming a chef". I quickly prepared a piece of cake on the serving plate and put it on the table. While trying to tell a story to melt the atmosphere a little bit stiff.

Satria remained silent without comment on my words just now.

" Oia, do you want me to make you drink too? What do you want to drink? Cold espresso with an extra spoonful of brown sugar ? " Without waiting for an answer to come out of his mouth, I swiftly took a cup and made a cup of coffee for him. Another glass of warm coffee I made for Reno's sister.

Brother Reno started chewing his food and sipped his coffee quickly. Meanwhile Satria just sat quietly staring at the cup and cake. Folding both of his arms on his chest. I don't know what he's thinking right now.

" Ohya, you enjoy your coffee together with Puspa ya Satria. Ummm..If so, brother Reno, excuse me! There is still a lot of work inside. Many campus assignments are also waiting... " Sister Reno got out of her chair leaving us both in the middle of silence.

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Still on the pantry table

I let go of my appron, hung it on the kitchen table. Satria just sat looking at me, I removed the awkward feeling by pretending to be busy cleaning the kitchen and rearranging the table that I had messed up by my recipe experiment earlier. While occasionally I noticed Satria who started to enjoy her piece of cake.

' Since when did he like a cake that was too sweet', I murmured inwardly.

" How did you go about college ? Smoothly ? What's the atmosphere ? " . I asked after I finished cleaning the ingredients of the cake. Bi Inah and bi Atin swiftly came and helped wash the cooking utensils.

" Not how - what the hell. Just ordinary, why are you ? " Our conversation was a bit stale and awkward. Like people who just know each other.

" What is your stomach ? Do you drink milk regularly?" Ask arrived - arrived.

' Tumben he asked like that.' I said in my heart.

I nodded my head slowly, bringing her the sweetest smile. I wish my husband would always be like this. Be sweet and don't ignore me anymore.

My husband Satria, now in front of me, the husband I always look forward to, I always look forward to this question all the time.

'By being honest, these words are actually for you. That you are the one who should be the most attentive to this child. Against me and my womb. Not them. ' My whisper is in my heart.

" Although I lied to you the same father as mother. I've never checked the contents because I wasn't allowed to leave the house. I also lied to them about routine USG every month. It's nothing - what. All so that they are calmer and not worried thinking of me. "

Satria arrived - arriving as if awakened. So far Puspa has never checked its content. He was too embarrassed to bring it and admitted it was his son. Her parents also never brought up the matter of checking her content. Hiding everything from others. Afraid that others will find out and be heard in the media. The reputation of this family could be ruined.

" Oia, sorry I forgot. You never check your content, right ? I'll call Doctor Bambang. I told him to come here to check your content. You should have told me this from the beginning so I can have the same permission to take the doctor to this house. After all, this doctor is a trustworthy family doctor. "

" Surely mas, if I can be honest, I want to see our children through USG as well. From what I read - read her words at my current gestational age. The gender of our child can be seen clearly. Oia, you know. If he is malem he has started active motion - motion loh mas. He kicked me when I called. You don't want to know what gender is ? You try to hold it, then try to wipe me - wipe my stomach. He must be his papa's muse. " I don't know why I'm so happy to be in this moment. Because all this time, boro - boro nanyain news of my pregnancy, nanyain news I aja Satria seems to forget.

Satria lifted her fingers. It seemed like he wanted to rub my stomach but he seemed hesitant. I understood his intentions and gestures, maybe he was nervous and embarrassed to touch her. I pulled his arms, brought his fingers closer to my stomach. He rubbed it gently. It seems my son knows that the first one to touch him in 6 months is his papa, he moves actively and kicks my stomach from the inside. Satria smiled as she brought her ears closer.

" Hello son of papa. How are you doing in there, baby? " My fetus is constantly moving - active motion. Makes Satria smile more and more and feel amazed.

" When do you want USG ? " tanyanya later.

" I talked to Reno. We were planning to sneak out. He said he wanted me to make USG. Because I was afraid I wasn't getting it. Later that night I go with Reno's sister."

Satria grabbed her espresso cup, gulped her a few times. Squeezing his eyeballs, his gaze was frightening and extremely sharp.

" That's if you don't mind. If you mind, I can go alone later so I ask for help to be delivered with Mr. Supri yes, your driver. "

" No papa, you're the same Reno. Please! You can't go with me either. Other people can think of things like knowing I'm your anter. Let you take Reno later. " Satria left the pantry. Move her feet towards the room.

I was still staring at Satria's departure. A moment ago this heart began to bloom, but a moment later this heart began to bleed again holding the attitude of my husband. Papa from the child I was carrying.

' Why did you let me go with Reno ? Why don't you take over and try to get out with me? Is it true that everything is too risky? Ah.everything is clear, I'm happy today that he wants to talk about his son and wants to hold it even for a few seconds... Every moment is precious to both of us... Thanks husband...'