WHO'S GONNA IMPREGNATE ME?

Who's the kid?

Reno rubbed Raka's back. Before long, a luxury BMW car stopped in front of his house. The tall and handsome man walked towards her, Raka was still crying.

"Excuse me, is Nelam home?" but his eyes widened to see the cute toddler.

"Is he Nelam's son?" Inner Aksa.

"Oh, Brother Nelam is inside, brother. Let's go in."

Reno walks in front of Aksa bringing him into the small contract. The sweeping dive rounded his two eyes in disbelief. He pegged for a moment.

"Why did Pak Aksa come here?" ask Nelam.

"I just want to play. Oh yeah, where's your husband?" aksa's question made Reno round her eyes.

"His husband? Nelam has no husband." That spontaneous word made Nelam's heart pound instantly, Aksa nodded with his smirk.

"Sit down first Brother." Reno said then he dropped Raka, the little boy ran to Aksa and smiled happily. Aksa carried him and sat him down near him.

"Lad..." Raka said making Aksa look at her in disbelief. Aksa pinched her cheeks gnashing.

"What's so funny, what's your name?" Ask Aksa.

"Well, Camuda."

Aksa frowned because she did not understand Raka's words.

The nelam wearing a short, knee-length negligee sat in front of Aksa. On her red sofa, she was nervous and could no longer think. Why did Aksa come here?

"Eum... A. I look like this. I already have a child." It clearly made Aksa sigh long.

"Most importantly you're a widow. The man who confessed to your husband I should beat up." Threatening Aksa, she turned her head to look at the boy's face.

"Why does this kid remind me of my childhood." Inner Aksa.

"What age is she?"

"three quails," he replied while laughing.

"That means older Raka than Om."

"Yes, I don't have a mustache."

Aksa just chuckled amusedly hearing Raka's words. Aksa glanced at Nelam who was laughing with his son's behavior.

"Honestly, today you are beautiful without make-up and wear clothes like a housewife. It looks natural."

Nelam just smiled slightly at the compliment, he bowed in shame and hooked his hairdo to his left ear.

"Papa.. " Said Raka while embracing Aksa. Instantly making her feel comfortable, Aksa tightened her embrace as if she did not want Raka to let go.

"I'm really comfortable hugging him. I want to have a child too." Inner Aksa.

"Om Papa..."

"I want to take you to my house to celebrate my mother's birthday." He said he made Nelam look at him in disbelief.

"But." Nervous, then Aksa held her fingers and looked at the beautiful bead. All right, Nelam's heart was pounding faster when this boss made him sculpt. I don't know what he feels, Aksa's charm can turn him off for a moment.

"Can you not refuse me just once, Princess?"

Raka jumped on the sofa hearing Aksa's words. "Om Papa, said Aka, Aka not followed anyway?" The question made Aksa rub the head of the boy.

"Raka was invited, My mother and father would be very happy if there were small children in the house."

"But Raka is naughty."

"No. no. no.. Naughty can not," said Raka with his index finger to the left and right.

"Raka is very handsome."

"He's a strong boy."

"You know what, you've been divorced a long time?"

Nelam. "Who Raka died, he'll never come back."

"But Aka wants to have a father whose name is Om Aksa," he said while displaying gummy-smile.

Aksa smiled. "Raka will soon be Om's son."

Nelam glared in disbelief, for some reason he misbehaved every time Aksa looked at him. Nelam just blushed in shame.

"Oh yeah, I bought you a closet, a television, a chair for your house."

Nelam frowned. "But I didn't ask."

"I took the initiative myself."

"But Sir."

"No rejection, you just wait for the goods to come."

"But this is overkill."

"No, it's absolutely nothing, if you need anything else, it's okay, just say it."

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