Three Years Different

65 (2) In Jyotika Ira

Mardiyah refused.

"Young Miss, why?"

Mardiyah nodded, again. "I don't want to do it. Anyway it looks like my ulcer relapsed, not because of anything else."

"Young Miss, I just want to make sure" said the female doctor.

Mardiyah. "out. I'll eat soon. I don't want to be checked."

The doctor couldn't force it. Because by order of Gautama he must not force things that the Young Miss does not want. Then, with a moment, he came out of the room.

Upon seeing the door completely closed Mardiyah's hand touched her flat belly. What ... maybe? his unbelieving mind. The beautiful bead suddenly glazed over, the memory of Lutfan filling his mind. If true, does not mean ... Lutfan, will you be a father?

Yes, and she will be a mother.

But all this is not certain, and perhaps what the Doctor predicted was wrong. He does not want to expect more, should quickly eat, take medicine and go back to sleep. So that his stomach improves again, until he is not cheated about his condition. After all, it is not possible that soon she was pregnant, she and Lutfan only did it one time success at that time.

"Sir ..."

Mardiyah immediately realized to hear the voice of Abhimata who had not since when to stand right beside the bed. "Yes?"

"Are you sure pa-pa?"

"Yes. I'm sure I don't pa-pa."

Abhimata nodded, then he cleared his throat and took a seat on the edge of the bed directly next to the older brother. "I ... want to talk, Brother. Can you?"

"Hm. Can."

"I ... plan to bring Mama here as soon as possible-"

Mardiyah refuted, "No, Abhi. I can't deal with Mrs Cecilia at all."

"Mrs Cecilia?" Abhimata's forehead shriveled, then he shook his head slowly. "Mama, Brother. Don't call your own family a mistress."

Mardiyah paused for a moment and looked the other way. "Viau Momumu. I would like to ask, would you imagine how disappointed your mother was when she found out that her husband had a child with another woman?"

"Loat is natural, brother. But Mama wouldn't be this bad. Even Mama must have volunteered to welcome Brother." Abhimata. "Mama also will not ask for a divorce from Lutfan. Mama is a woman and Sister is also a girl, she must be disappointed to know the fact that Sister is the son of Papa and his secretary. But there's more disappointing than this, brother. It was Papa and Grandpa's fault that locked Brother up here and even intended to separate Brother from Brother's own husband."

Mardiyah.

"Abhimata ... Madame Cecilia is a good person. I believe he won't let my heart hurt me. But it was I .. I who was afraid of hurting him, by being present in the midst of your family," explained Mardiyah.

"Sir ..."

Mardiyah shook her head "Don't bring your mother here, Abhimata."

"I ..." Abhimata. "Pamit, Brother."

Mardiyah was silent about Abhimata's departure, maybe she made Abhimata disappointed? Or angry? I don't know. I hope it doesn't. After the door was completely closed he chose to eat his food.

Jyotika Ira's.

Cecilia awaits the arrival of her twins Abhimata and Abhimana. The two said they would arrive at about ten, but it was almost an hour before Cecilia could not see the nose of her children. Until he felt tired of wanting to wake his head on the sofa, but suddenly he heard the sound of the door sliding.

"Morning, Mama!" abhimana shouted directly to his mother by sitting right next to Cecilia. "Kiss first. Muach!"

Abhimata just shook his head, and took a seat opposite. "Sorry late, Ma."

"It's almost noon. Don't you say everything early." Cecilia showed her sulking face. "Mama mamma deh. If you promise never come on time. Not really on-time, how can you be a leader? Like that Linggar example, he could be the General Manager at your Papa hotel. Lah y'all? New ngurusin Jyotika Ira still like holidays."

Netra Abhimana. "Gee. Mama, how to be like people? Muji-muji his son Om Gumira mulu."

"This mama speaks the facts, Bhimana."

Abhimata just kept silent with a smile looking at her mother and twin brother.

"Continue you Bhimata! Don't smile Mama is serious anymore" added Cecilia.

Abhimata. "I'm serious too, Ma. That's why I saw and heard Mama talk."

Cecilia took and exhaled many times, as if trying to catch herself. Then he chose to lean his back on the sofa and his net looked at Abhimata.

"Say you want to talk to Mama, son," said Cecilia.

Abhimata.

"On what? Cassia again?"

Abhimata. "No, Ma. When it comes to Cassia I already know Mama's answer must be the same."

"Keep, about what?"

Abhimana looked at her twin brother seriously, looking forward to what Abhimata would say.

"Related ..." Abhimata sighed. "Papa's son."

Cecilla's forehead shriveled, seconds later returning. "Oh, Rajendra. What's your brother's problem with?"

"Not Rajendra's sister, Ma."

"Continue .. Who else is Papa's son besides you, Abhimana, the same Rajendra, son?"

Abhimana wants to interrupt the twin brother. But first Abhimata said, "Ma, Papa has a daughter from another woman."

Deg.

Cecilia was silent for a moment. He thinks it's a joke and it's not true at all, it's impossible. How could her husband have a daughter from another woman? Cannot be.

"Don't joke, Abhimata."

"Stop. Don't keep going, Bhimata. Let Grandpa be with Pa---"

"I'll tell Mama. I don't want him to continue to suffer. Grandpa's wife Papa told her to divorce Lutfan."

Cecilia was silent to see her children arguing with each other. Until when he heard the word divorce made him immediately say, "What? Papa, whose grandfather did you divorce?"

"That's Mama .. Papa's daughter."

Cecilia really thought that what Abhimata said was a joke. But it doesn't seem to be. "photo. Any pictures of him your father's son?"

Abhimata.

"If there is none, if your words are without clear evidence. Mama doesn't want to believe." Cecilia shook her hand. "Go. Mama doesn't like your outrageous joking ways."

Lutfan had intended to go to the Ira Jyotika Inn. Because Aldo said, Abhimata took care of the luxurious invader, and he believed Abhimata might tell him where Mardiyah was. He no longer cares about the feelings of others, if there he met the mother of Cecilia Maharani Adiwangsa, all of whom he told everything.

For it is useless that he is kind to one who cannot receive his kindness at all. He has been patient, he has been good enough. So now the best way to take Mardiyah is not to ask for mercy or plead, she must be able to be firm to ask for the wife back.

"Sampean mas actually ndak pa-pa enter by yourself?"

"No pa-pa, sir. The important thing is that I bring money" Lutfan replied.

The kling!

Aldo

Do you really want to go to Jyotika Ira alone?

Don't worry, Lut

At Lazuardi Hotel you'll meet Rajendra,

besides, Abhimata doesn't seem to have returned yet

Lutfan had no intention of replying to Aldo's message. If in Jyotika Ira he met Rajendra again no problem. His intention was to stay there too, the most important part he had the money to stay at the luxurious inn. His next intention was to meet Abhimata.

Aldo is calling ...

What the hell?! inner Lutfan who immediately turned off the call from Aldo then began typing the message.

I went there myself, ^^^

^^^and lo, please don't call me.^^^

Aldo

Anjir, Lut. I'm concerned.

Otw me to Jyotika Ira

^^^No need^^^

^^^Sana lo to outlet.^^^

Aldo

Males

Otw I'm going there

Lutfan shuts off the device. The car he was riding stopped right at the inn parking lot. Cak Sur helped him get out his wheelchair and lifted him up to move to sit.

"Mas sure you're alone?"

Lutfan nodded. "Yes, I'm not pa-pa. Wait at the outlet Cak. Or if Cacak can go home."

Cak Sur had no choice but to agree.

I can do it myself. Some just need to find Abhimata aja, the inner Lutfan who immediately turned the wheel to walk into Jyotika Ira, greeted by security guards.

"Good day, sir. Can I help you?"

"Where are the receptionists, sir?"

The security guard pointed out the direction of the road with the intention of pushing Lutfan's wheelchair. But he immediately refused, he only asked in between to know the purpose of the road, not to be helped there by being pushed in his wheelchair.

"Thank you, sir."

Lutfan booked a room, and while making a payment transaction someone suddenly came from the right with a gasp of breath, holding the reception desk.

"Young Master Janardana?"

Aldo shook his head, looking at the young woman in front of him "Ssttt. Aldo's. It's hard for people to call me Aldo."

"Did you come here?" ask Lutfan ketus.

Aldo's gaze immediately turned to look at Lutfan. "Lo nyusulin. Which key? We're one room."

"Go home! Who told you to come here?"

"Males. I want to come here."

At that time, Aldo changed to look at the young woman who was guarding the receptionist. "Where's the key?"

"Here, sir."

Aldo stared in wonder, then spontaneously glared at the sight of the receptionist's strange gazes. "Crazy. Don't you think nothing of it! He is married! I am .. Yes I am single, but not because I am not selling. The point is, you don't think of the macems!"