Wrong Room

Beguiled

With a mixed feeling, Kinan stepped back into the car. He was completely shocked by the reappearance of Rena's figure. He had thought that there was only a similar name because all this time he had never met directly with his bride-to-be. It turned out that all of that was not just a coincidence, but indeed the real Rena.

"Why?" asked Bram because it was clear that worry was also surprised on the wife's face. "Is there a problem with the client?"

Kinan. He smiled awkwardly to face Bram's question. "e-don't. Everything's going normally and the show's up."

"Where are you going to have lunch?" ask Bram while turning on his car. However, he occasionally glanced at Kinan who still looked uneasy. "Mrs ...."

"Can't you go first?" ask Kinan in a high tone. He now feels his position is threatened. She could not imagine what it would be like if her husband met Rena. He's gonna make sure Bram doesn't come with him during this wedding.

Kinan realized this was too selfish. Moreover, sometimes Bram always force along if he looks difficult. But she did not want to lose her husband. Moreover, there is no guarantee that Bram will still choose with him. For him, man is dynamic and can change his mind at any time.

Bram was still silent despite occasionally glancing at Kinan. He was confused as to what to eat for the afternoon. Does he have to go around in circles until Kinan's anger subsides? Of course not.

Bram. However, Kinan's response was even emotional. As a result, Bram chose to be quiet again while thinking what food he would eat with Kinan this afternoon. However, his brain seemed to stop working after Kinan snapped at him. He wondered what was going on in the cafe?

Bram's choice eventually fell on a grill shop located not too far from the cafe. He immediately parked his car. However, again he was confused how to invite Kinan to come down.

"Call ... Eat here?" ask Bram carefully. However, without replying, Kinan went straight down and made Bram sigh in relief. He thought Kinan would say he didn't want to eat.

Kinan's mood suddenly improved as his nose inhaled the scent of roasted meat. For a moment he forgot about the problem and ordered a random menu that he thought was tempting. Seeing Kinan's improved mood, it certainly made Bram feel a little relieved. At least, he should not be confused to persuade.

"This is looking for ice cream."

Bram smiled then nodded, making Kinan then feel happy and clapped. "It's cream, isn't it?"

Kinan thought about it for a moment before finally shaking his head. "Not be. Nice cendol like that."

"Eat at home, and then ask Raka buyin."

Kinan. Though he had imagined how the cendol refreshed his throat on the roadside. "Jude."

Seeing Kinan's response, it certainly made Bram not contact Raka. "Okay, I'm looking for a cendol."

...***...

Bram sighed with various packs in hand. He did not know if the desire of the cendol during the day would be a pinak be various kinds of food. However, it's okay as long as the wife is happy, Bram doesn't mind having to bring the food.

Kinan stopped putting food in his mouth when nausea started to bother him. Either because of the satiety or indeed the smell of the food was too pungent. In fact, he usually really likes the processed fish.

With a sad face Kinan gave it to Bram. Fish meatballs are her favorite food. "Make it up."

"This is stopping by the doctor first," Bram asked while putting the food in the back seat. He was a little suspicious of what was happening. Even so, he chose not to have much hope. Moreover, he did not want to burden Kinan later.

"No, ah, mas."

"Keep promise won't be too hopeful."

Kinan knew it could make hopes empty. Moreover, the twinkle of Bram's gaze showed that the man did indeed hold considerable hope in him. He was really afraid that if the results were disappointing even though in the near future, he did feel some symptoms.

"Promise?"

Kinan nodded. Maybe he should have said this from the beginning. However, for fear it will instead give empty hope. Now she's more scared because she can feel how much Bram hopes for a baby.

"But don't expect too much, ma'am."

Bram smile. "No, I'm not going to make you feel bored."

...***...

The perpetrator has not been found. Raka has followed every trail. However, he still did not find a bright spot. Eventually, he found a surprising piece of evidence.

The confession conveyed by the man on CCTV really made him inexhaustible. Raka now pocketed the name of Wira as the main perpetrator. However, he did not tell Bram directly. He would look for other evidence first because just a confession was not proof he could use.

Meanwhile, Bram was still smiling while staring at a photo in his hand. Not too visible because it is too young. However, Kinan is currently pregnant.

"This serious?" ask Kinan who broke the silence. They kept quiet while thinking about something. Even Kinan was still daydreaming in disbelief.

"Tomorrow we'll move to the villa, Nan."

"Why?"

Bram felt the risk would be much greater if they lived there. That's why Bram will choose to move in so that Kinan and the baby are fine.

Bram chuckled as he watched Kinan cry again. It was hard for him to try to persuade, but his wife instead came back crying. "Don't cry. The baby will follow."

This should be announced at least to the family. However, for now Bram chose to cover it first. Moreover, the doctor said Kinan should get enough rest. Also, doctors say they should go back for a check-up to really make sure Kinan is pregnant.

"Mas make fried rice. Wanna don't?" bram asked when he heard the sound of stomach rumbling from Kinan.

"You, but don't use onions."

Bram kissed Kinan's cheek before going down the bed. He was also actually hungry because the hospital queue was quite long. He forgot not to ask his friend for help.

"Eh sir Bram hasn't slept?"

Bram smiled to return the greeting. "Yes, bi. Kinan wants fried rice, he said. Where is the meatball?"

"In the fridge, sir."

Bram started cooking his fried rice. He put in some toppings so it could taste more delicious. He also added chili powder to make it taste more evocative.

Meanwhile, Kinan in the middle room was waiting. He heard a notification coming in. However, when checked, the message was not to his phone. Kinan moved, grabbed the husband's phone and was shocked when a message from an unknown number appeared.

[Mas, this is Rena. Sorry just showed up now. Can we meet up? Somebody needs Rena to talk about it]