
"Huk, uhuk, uhuk."
Laila coughed listening to Rama's words just now. He does not believe will be a romantic show audience played by her husband and honey. A heart-wrenching romantic show.
"Mas, pity that maid, from earlier silent there just saw the two of us making out. Shouldn't we take him inside, Mas?" zia asked with a smile looking at Rama.
"No need, dear. I'm gonna take her to Mom's house right now."
"Are you sure you want to take the maid with you now, mom? Don't let him come in, have a drink and talk inside?"
"Not to darling. I actually want to take her straight to my mom's house. Mom said she was not at home. That's why I brought him here first."
"Oh, where's your mom going?"
"Maybe shopping, baby. But now, my mom must have come home. So, I'm gonna take her to Mama's house right now. Do you mind if I stay for a while, baby?"
"No, mas. I don't mind. You take her first, keep coming home, yeah. There's something I want to talk to you about" Zia said with a sweet smile while looking at Laila.
"Yes already, I stay first huh, Zi. I won't be long" Rama said with a smile and gently stroked Zia's hair.
"Yes, mas. Careful."
Rama moved from his place. Before he left Zia, he smiled again as he waved at Ziana. Then, he stared intently at Laila who had been silently staring not far from the entrance.
"Come on!" Rama took Laila away. However, Laila still did not move from her place.
"Hey, mbak. How are you still silent here? What's up?" asked Zia while touching Laila's shoulder.
"Ti-no, there's nothing. Excuse me" said Laila, chasing after Rama.
Rama was waiting for Laila in the car. Laila, who was very upset, dragged her feet so she could walk quickly to the car.
Arriving at the car, Laila opened the car door, then slammed the car door very hard. So that creating a very loud sound makes Rama shocked. Rama, who knows that Laila is very angry, immediately runs a car so that he can leave their house very quickly.
Arriving at the intersection of their house, Laila shouted loudly asking Rama to stop the car. Rama did what Laila said. He stopped the car on the side of the road.
"You are so insolent, Rama! You told your first wife that I was the maid you were looking for for your mama. Really bia*dab you mas!" laila said in a high voice.
Platc ....
A slap landed on Laila's cheek. Hard slap from the hand of a Rama who impressed very soft before.
"Ma-mas, did you slap me?" laila asked while holding her cheek. Tears also flowed.
"You have forgotten who I am, Rama. When your wife has returned, you do not remember me as well as the child in my womb. You think I don't have a heart, mama?" laila asked as she continued to cry.
Listening to the words, Rama felt very guilty. He pulled Laila into his arms.
"Sorry Laila, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your heart. But, circumstances forced me to do all this."
"Something doesn't force you, mas. But you did all this yourself. I shouldn't be pregnant now, so I can leave you, Rama."
"Don't talk like that, Laila. I know you're hurt. But Zia, she would also be heartbroken if she knew that I was taking my wife back to her house. I've betrayed her just because I wanted to follow what mom said."
"Actually, you two are not wrong. But I'm the one who's wrong here. It was me who caused the lives of the two of you to become complicated," Rama said in a regretful tone.
"It all happened, Rama. All you have to do now is, you're being fair to me and your first wife. If you can be fair, then your family's life will be fine."
"I want to, but I don't know how" said Rama resigned.
"Honestly, same as Zia if you have two wives. I'm sure, she'll understand" said Laila.
"No! I can't afford to be honest with Zia. Especially at this moment, I still can't see him get hurt."
"Oh, so you can't see him getting hurt, but you can see me and your son being tormented, so darn?" laila asked back upset.
"No. It's not like that, La."
"Certainly, how is mas? Explain to me so I understand!"
"I .... "
"Have it, I don't want to argue because I know one thing, you wouldn't be with me if I wasn't pregnant with your child" Laila said as she looked at Rama with a sharp gaze.
After speaking like that, Laila opened the car door. Quickly, Rama held Laila's hand who wanted to get out of the car.
"Release, mas! Don't hold me," said Laila without turning her head.
"Where are you going, La?"
"Get out."
"out?"
"Yes. I just want to get out and go home on foot. I know enough to sit beside you in this car" said Laila trying to shake off Rama's hand.