Turns out He's Just Mine

Keket Uler

This afternoon Mila accompanied Imran to meet clients at xx restaurant. The two joined hands to enter the restaurant.

" Which table is Mas?" Ask Mila.

" Eight six, there's no one." Sahut Imran pointed to the table with the number eighty-six.

Imran took Mila to approach his client who was sitting at the table.

" Good afternoon Mr. Arga, sorry we're a little late." Imran.

Feeling her name, Arga looked up at Imran who was standing in front of her. Not Imran more precisely staring at Mila who was very stunning for him.

Arga Ravendra is a CEO at AR company who filed for cooperation with Imran company. Arga has a handsome face not far from Imran. He is three years younger than Imran.

" Mister." Call Imran.

" Yes, Mr. Imran, Miss....

" Mila's." Mila Sahut.

" Oh Miss Mila please sit." Arga.

" Thank you." Imran Sahut.

Imran sat next to Mila opposite Arga. Arga looked at Mila from top to bottom with an interested look.

" Who is Miss beside you Mr Imran? Is he your secretary?" Tanya Arga is still staring at Mila making Mila a little uncomfortable.

" She's my wife Mr. Arga, Kamila Maulana." Imran replied, pressing my wife's words.

" What? Your wife?" Peeking Arga stared in disbelief making Mila frown.

" If Miss Mila is your wife, then who was the pregnant woman you were checking with at the hospital at the time Mr Imran? Didn't you also introduce her to me as your wife? Do you have two wives?" Arga asked curiously with a mocking smile.

" Don't ask anything of a personal nature Mr. Arga, I'm clearly Mr. Imran's only wife." Mila Sahut.

Arga becomes interested in Mila after hearing her words. They believe there is something behind their marriage.

" interesting... I'll take this opportunity to get you Miss." Inner Arga.

" I'm sorry Miss if I have been so presumptuous to ask that question, I would just like to dismiss my prejudice if Mr Imran has two wives next to him, But if Miss feels offended I apologize once again." Arga.

Mila rolled her eyes lazily.

" Well Mr Imran let's talk about filing my company cooperation, or want to order food first?" Tawar Arga's.

Imran looked at Mila who was pulled back by Mila's head.

" No need Mr. Arga because we are in a hurry, Previously thank you for your offer." Imran.

" Okay Mr. Imran I'll read our company's presentation immediately." Arga.

Arga explained the presentation of the benefits of cooperation that he offered if Imran company would cooperate with his company. Imran nodded his head. The two engage in a job chat while Mila is busy playing her phone while smiling her own smile makes Arga occasionally steal a glance at her.

" Welcome to join our company Mr. Arga." Imran shakes Arga's hand.

" Thank you Mr. Imran, a special pride for us because it can be accepted to work with a company as big as your company Mr." Sahut Arga's.

" Same with Sir." Imran Sahut.

" Oh yes sir for the construction of the hotel I want you to review Mr Imran yourself." Arga.

" Why should I?" Ask Imran.

" So that you can monitor it and ensure the results yourself Sir, There the location is really comfortable Mr, Can be made for honeymoon as well." Arga glanced at Mila.

" Huh yes you are right Sir, the location at the top is yes, If not wrong next to the hotel building that is being built there is also a natural tour right?" Ask Imran.

" You're right Sir, Nature tourism is very beautiful scenery, So how? Can you review it?" Ask Arga.

" How about baby?" Imran asked Mila.

Mila took her eyes off her phone.

" What is it?" Mila asked back.

" Honeymoon while reviewing the hotel building at the top seems interesting." Imran said twisting one eye.

Mila looked towards Arga who was smiling at her. Mila catches something wrong in Arga's eyes.

" Why should I go on a honeymoon? We can spend time together at home, right? We're also on our honeymoon anyway, we're not newlyweds anymore." Mas." Mila's voice made Arga clench her hand.

" We'll always be newlyweds dear, 'cause we'll often do what we did on our honeymoon, Lagian Mas has to review the project there baby, baby, If you don't come later who are you at home? Want it." Imran.

" Well I'll come with you, wherever you go I'll follow you." Mila Sahut.

" Well Mr. Imran as a sign of our gratitude, then I myself will arrange as long as you are there including the hotel rental, I will contact you if everything is ready." Arga.

" Thank you, Mr. Arga, then we'll take our leave." Imran.

" Please sir, I'll see you next week." Sahut Arga's.

Mila and Imran leave Arga who is staring at Mila's departure. Arga smiles smirk. He immediately contacted someone to help him.

" Dear we go home, yes, I called Mama and told her we wanted to go home." Imran said his car drove out of the Cafe courtyard.

" Yes, I followed you." Mila Sahut.

Imran drove his car to his own house. Thirty minutes later they arrived home. Imran holds Mila's hand to the door of their house. Just as Imran was about to open the door, Vania came running to hug him.

" Darling why don't you come see me hm? Are you avoiding me intentionally? I miss you so much." Vania hugged Imran. Mila rolled her eyes lazily.

" You dare push me? Did you know I was pregnant with Imran's child? I'll get you back." Vania's words pushed Mila almost to the back. Luckily Imran immediately supported his body.

" Aren't you pa pa darling?" Ask Imran.

" Take care of your affair." Ketus Mila went into his house.

" Dear wait." Imran is about to chase after Mila but Vania blocks his hand.

" Where are you going, baby?" Ask Vania.

" Let's go home." Connect Vania.

" Let go of me! You crazy girl." Imran jolts violently Vania's hand.

" You.... You think I'm crazy too? I'm not crazy Imran, I'm not crazy.." Lirih Vania with tears welling up in her eyes.

" Didn't your mother explain everything? I'm not your husband, so please don't ever mess with my life again." Imran Resolute.

" no... You're my husband, you're the father of this child." Shouted Vania pointing at her stomach.

" You have to accept the fact that I'm not who you are Vania, I'm Mila's husband and will forever be her husband, Remember that, If you don't want me to be rude to you now get out of here." Imran.

" I beg you not to leave me, Come back to me Imran, I and this child need you dear." Vania holds Imran's hand.

" Let go of me! I'm not going to help a cunning woman like you." Imran said forcibly removing Vania's hand.

" You set me up on purpose, this is the karma you have to accept from all your actions Vania." Imran Snap.

Aunty Winda ran up to them in a row and gasped for breath.

" Vania... Vania come home, son." Said Aunt Winda.

" Aunty take care of your daughter lest she destroy my household, and don't let her come here again, or else I can destroy your family right now." Imran Threatens.

" I'm sorry, Son Imran, don't do anything to us, we've got the karma.. Forgive us." Said Aunt Winda.

" Take your daughter out of here right now." Imran's Order.

" Let's go home, remember he's not your husband." Said Aunt Winda dragging Vania's hand.

" No Ma, I don't want to go home, I want to be with Imran, Imran let's go home, We raise our son Imran." Vania.

" Come Vania you don't like this, son, Mama is sad to see you like this, She opened your husband Son, I'm sorry Mama lied to you, She's not who we are, Mama told you right? If you're just asking her for help claiming to be your husband, let's go home now." Said Aunt Winda.

" Wouldn't... Mama I don't want to... Imran help me.... Imran." Vania screamed as Aunt Willa dragged her into her car.

Imran went inside to his room to approach Mila who was sitting leaning on the headboard while playing her phone.

" Dear." Call Imran to sit next to Mila.

" Hmm, did that tenacious tuck go home?" Ask Mila.

" Fine keket?" Imran.

" Your fake wife." Ketus Mila's.

" Ha ha tenacious tight? There's just you Yank, Then if he's tenacious, then the Arga what's dear?" Imran ruffled Mila's hair.

" A jumping bastard." Sahut Mila.

" Ha ha..." Imran laughed crisply.

" It must've come home because it's been kissed." Mila.

" Kiss? Hiii not really Yank, It's been dragged by Aunt Winda." Imran.

" Oh... Means if it's not in the Aunt Winda drag she hasn't come home yet, it's still hugging your body." Mila.

Imran looked at Mila with a smile.

" Are you jealous? Ah mas seneng really if you are jealous, That's a sign you love the same Mas." Imran said with a big smile.

" What the hell Mas, Who is jealous of the same keket uler, If you want me to love willingly, then I can find the one...

Hmp....

Imran silenced Mila's mouth with her lips. He smacked Mila's lips, Mila gawked her eyes round. Imran sucked his tongue into Mila's mouth. He exposed every inch of it in Mila's mouth. Mila closed her eyes permeating the cold hot sensation that Imran gave her. Imran melu** Mila's lips gently. After feeling both out of breath Imran took off his pagutan. He gently rubbed Mila's lips using her thumb.

" Thank you Yank." Imran Sahut.

Mila pursed her lips. He is upset Imran play nyosor.

" Don't do it donk, Entar Mas khilaf again you know." Imran.

" Tau ah." Mila laid her body on Imran's back.

" Don't be mad donk." Imran hugged Mila from behind.

" Now go to bed and wake up when it's late." Connect Imran.

Both of them closed their eyes towards the dreamland.

TBC.....

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