(Former) Prince's Wife
040

"It looks like you have an amazing sister, Dek."

Ma'am Aini chuckled in admiration as she read the line of paper in her hand.

Wanna peek?

It won't be!

Ma'am Aini wrote using the Javanese script.

I understand how.

"This. You see the account with Paka's name? It's got a sister. Asqa has this woman, Eneng."

"What do you mean, Ma'am?"

"The photo obtained from public CCTV, you should understand right?"

Aini's mother took a few photos. One of them is a photo of Nenenda's subordinates who had made a scene in the village there.

I'm starting to understand the direction of Aini's talk.

Who can download public CCTV other than a hacker?

The face of Mbak Aini who was smiling was happy, suddenly moping.

Sometimes he cringes. Comparing the two papers I guess I don't know what they are.

All are numbers and symbols.

"Your sister and her female friend are very good at this, as well as careless. How can a laptop be used at the same time? Of course the person behind the scenes will feel furious. They're both on the line."

I now understand, why Eneng suddenly got a disaster and my sister pretended to be hit by a disaster.

Someone's after him.

Did that person have seen him when our car started to enter the capital?

Damara looked pale then.

I saved the paper that Ma'am Aini gave me. I'll give it to the code section.

After this what else will happen?

I can only guess.

While daydreaming, my room bell rang.

The hotel room is soundproof. From the door there is a room with one chair.

I opened the door, found Mas Indra standing.

He snuck in, like he had done lately.

I let it go because I miss the boy she's carrying.

"What's wrong?" my many. He usually brings news.

Like yesterday, he reported that he had prepared a press conference without telling me the process.

"none. What's there to be?"

"It's weird."

Mas Indra just smiled mysteriously.

After being childish and strict with me, now his attitude became very mysterious.

His words became a little.

Sometimes I was afraid that he would go back to his noble mode and refuse me to approach our son because it was not comparable.

All day long, he had only been sitting firmly by the side of the room. Move only to prayer.

"Want to eat buffets? I'll take it down."

Uncomfortable with her being mysterious, I finally offered her a meal after last offering her a meal, one day before our first wedding anniversary.

"Yes. Just like you."

Hm. Very short sentence.

Confused and afraid also want to equalize our food.

I've forgotten all the allergens. Later if he relapses I could go to jail.

Ask the hotel chef? The stupidest thing!

Although this hotel belongs to them, the allergen of the noble family is a big secret.

I took a small portion of food for me and spilled five rice puffs into Mas Indra's plate, putting the entire menu in each plate.

I even brought a trolley for him to eat.

Confirmed in the hotel room.

He ate it all.

"You want to go to the park?" bargained.

After eating the best thing is to enjoy the afternoon breeze.

This is also the first time I have invited him.

But he shook his head.

"I'm home. Aden wants to be here?"

"You just take it home. Afraid I took it wrong."

"He's been bathing and pooping. Just accompany her."

"Yes already. Send her a sister. I still don't dare to hold Aden alone," I said staring at Aden who was engrossed in playing with his toys.

In Aden's pregnancy I didn't attend any parenting classes at all, how could I be confident taking care of a child?

"Yes." Yeah."

Mas Indra was in a hurry to leave my room.

Is he being chased by something?

Sometimes he tries to reach me, does he want to eat?

Yeah, I just hugged him. Positioning itself at the source of the meal.

He shook his head, pushed my nipples away and instead jiggled over my thighs.

Crisp laugh.

Hm. Whose son is this? How adorable.

I kissed her cheeks with a pinch.

Fun also playing with kids.

The doorbell rang again when the little one fell asleep after the achievement of playing with a full stomach.

Forced to use the hotel's recommendation menu because Sister Aden never came.

Someone out there, Madam Aini, extended her head as I opened the door a little, intending to peek.

"You busy, Dek? How not to have dinner downstairs."

"I took it this afternoon, Ma'am."

I'm taking Ms. Aini into the living room.

This time he did not come to give us any information. Just talk a little.

I'm restless. Afraid of what's going on with Aden in the room.

The room was as impermeable as this room.

"Sir, I'll go to the room for a bit" I said interrupting his plans for the next few days before the anniversary came.

Poor too. Because of me, Ma'am Aini came early. It's cruel if I don't accompany him here.

That's really my feeling. Aden was awake and crying in bed.

I checked his pants carefully, there was no toothpaste. But it's still not calm when I pick him up.

"What's up, Aden baby?"

She hungry? But already eat! Diapers are clean, not damp. Air is good.

Especially those that haven't? Less than?

"Would you see me, baby?"

Aden did not answer. The crying is getting louder. I brought him out, maybe the room air wasn't right for him.

Looking for air in the living room that I accidentally opened a little window.

Cold greeting. I gave the cloth to Aden's back. My little man continued to rebel. Finally the fabric is encased with the origin.

"Aden here, Deck?" ma'am Aini asked as I held Aden outside.

I just nodded between Aden's crying voice.

Actually in my heart I panicked, what to do.

"You want what, baby?"

This little baby did not answer and continued to cry.

"Let's be relieved first, Dek," said Mbak Aini.

Listening to Ma'am Aini, I pet Aden even though the ears feel broken because of his very thunderous cry.

Slowly but surely, the crying was less.

Aden opened his eyes and hugged me. Real tight.

"You want what, baby?" I repeat the question to my son.

"Dad."

Hm. I offered him if he wanted to meet his father or even his sister.

In a child, you have to be patient!

"Would you like mom?" bargained.

"You.."

"Sir, let your son carry out his choice so that later he is not confused because he continues to be dictated. If that's bad, then let's go."

Hah world.

He who hopes to have children and is ready, has not yet got a baby.

While he who does not really expect the presence of a baby, it is very easy to get a baby.

I follow said Ma'am Aini. Sending a message to Mas Indra as it is impossible to call him at this hour.

Mas Indra came and immediately held Aden.

Fortunately, he did not rebuke me. And I was ready to fight with him, if he blames me for the water on our son's face.

I want to get out of the way so that Aden can be with his father. Apparently the little hand of my man, grasping tightly the thumb that had rubbed the back of his hand.

"Prince Amir has come, Empress," Mas Indra told Mbak Aini.

Aini's mother seemed surprised.

I heard her husband just came ha min one before the celebration.

Is there something critical?

Ma'am Aini left and again I was alone with Mas Indra.

Immediately after the departure of Mbak Aini, Mas Indra realized his son grasped this finger.

"If I spend the night here, may I?"

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