Baby Genius The Pilot
MILA SMILE

"Wait Mila! I never forced you to love me again, but one thing. They're my children, I deserve to make them happy. I knew your position back then, feeling pained because it was my family! please just. Don't separate me from Bima and Kanya, because I won't stop confessing and making them comfortable."

Deg.

Mila was silent, even this time there was Kenan who said poetry, making Mila keep getting into the taxi. He does not care about his old affection, if Kenan knows he still loves him the same to this day. Maybe Kenan will be high-hearted. Mila to date, still does not want her past repeated, without blessing.

'I've been hard enough to throw away, but if we're together it'll make a deep wound for our children. Even your family is very powerful Kenan. If we force together, there will be many more things to suffer. Even if I marry you, it feels like I'd love to get their smile, our marriage is not legal without blessing.' Mila muttered.

Mila who has reached home, this time he is faced with the reality of pain. Mila gave some money to the taxi driver. Before long someone made Mila smile, towards her with waving hands.

"Home home! The child is safe. What time's home, let me pick up Mil, if I may?"

"They come home every time there's a special bus from school, which runs between Deva's. We do not have to worry, we just wait in front of the gate, at one o'clock." explained Mila.

"ah! miss me as much as they are, so be impatient." Deva's smile, made Mila come to glance at the eyes of anxiety.

Mila put the ingredients of the cake, where Deva helped and looked at Mila without a second. Graceful and independent figure Mila, never changed in the eyes of Deva.

Meanwhile, Mila has washed her hands and wears an apron. It makes Mila appear kece, when Deva also wear aprons, and wear plastic gloves.

"Well, if you wear an apron like this. You remember Mil, we're a major in gourmet. Making a scab pancake?" deva's smile, with a smiling Mila glance.

"Yes, if I remember that. I've been ashamed for a lifetime, but you know Deva. Even I can make the best durian pancakes, you want to try my hand?"

"Realy. I don't believe it, before you prove it." Deva seduces.

Mila's smile sounded crunchy, when their kitchen made cake ingredients for sale in the store, her garage, there was something that amazed Deva at that time, that is, Mila's smile can be this loud in what time he passed. Deva herself felt like having and protecting Mila and her two children, in addition to her sense of regret that never faded. Deva's love for Mila's children is the same as how she loved Mila.

A few hours they struggled in the kitchen, Mila began to arrange the cake with a lot of cake cover mica for meetings, even the cake shop Mila although in front of the house was quite good, and cheap. It was not much fatigue Mila happy, because every day is always running out.

"Non, there's a note from Rt's mom. He said order a thousand pcs cake for next week. How, you didn't take it?"

"I'm sorry I cut Mil! I can help, I happen to have two friends who are good at making cakes, want to hire him freelance."

"Seriously, Deva. You again owe me. Okay fine! tq yes Dev. Oh yes bi, we accept it. Later after this is done, Mila contact Bu Mawar. (Mother Rt )."

"Yes Non." Aunt Spirit's smile, made Mila nod, still stirring the dough assisted Deva.

***

While Kenan, this time he can't go to Mila's place. Not to mention his job flight left him no time. Even soon he will resign, where the position is because of the Shela family.

Tlith!

[How come, you've got Meri's mother's address, you need to find out until you get it this week! ]on mobile, Kenan ruled.

I can't wait to see Mila's mother. He really wants to fight against the situation, redeeming the life of Mila who was wasted because of her irresponsible self. At the same time giving a check, the loss of the photocopy shop of Mila's father who was in fire, because of the inggrid act of the mother.

"Mila, wait for me. I'll fight to get us together, as hard as a rock I won't change, let alone give up on getting you." said Kenan, then put on the pilot's hat.

Like a pilot, Kenan walked straight without a glancing look at the amazed woman, seeing her across the street.

"Kenan." shouted a woman made Kenan, glancing and lazy when he came again to the place where he worked.

"David, you still have time. I beg! give me a chance, I have something to tell you. It's important!"

"Shela, how important. You can talk at home, flight in a minute. No pilot came late, while the passengers were already in place." he said, flatly making Shela speechless annoyed, again Kenan continued to ignore him.

'You're so fucking ignoring me, Kenan! I will definitely make Mila, the woman you care about regret. He can't have you, until anytime.' said Shela, who took her phone and called someone.

TBC.