Baby Genius The Pilot
BAD NEWS

"Mil, I salute you that you can be this strong to open a business, every hand to make anything. Must be a lot." said Deva.

"Just lucky anyway, maybe because of the windfall of Bima and Kanya. I can survive until now. Clearly, you're making me anxious. You have to tell me, why did you get to be considered a the-ro-ris."

"Yes. Thank you for your concern, which is obviously because my passport was stolen. I'm in my co-worker's house, he took money on all my identities. But I thank you, you're worried like this. What if I ask you to be a husband and be the father of your son, my son's son too."

Deg.

"Deva, don't joke around. Later batter I scorched. I'm going ahead first huh, take this to auntie." smile Mila right then and there.

While Deva is just a smile, crisp laughter cheeks her dimples, thinking of the right way to make Mila accept her love and serious self to Mila. During this time, even Deva was always sincere and hopeful, Mila understood her feelings not because of the temple, and was considered joking.

While Mila, who was still arranging the cake into the container, was still thinking about Deva's speech just now, even Mila was aware of her friend's serious and joking remarks.

It's just that in the bonds of friendship he has with Deva. Mila knows the famous Deva family well, but still Deva's mother once told me, if Deva likes someone, immediately Mila told her mother. Because at that time the mandate of Deva's mother was to have a daughter-in-law who had no dark past at marriage, or a complicated previous life, even far away the desire of a mother to get a good daughter-in-law, and even a good daughter-in-law, who can stand with his son.

So Mila always considered Deva, as her best friend. Because Mila, not wanting Deva's mother to change, if a friend of her own son, turned into a daughter-in-law by bringing two children born out of wedlock.

'If I accept your heart's expression Dev, I'm not sure we'll be together. There are a lot of girls out there who are definitely good for you. I'm just a woman who has a dark past, wherever you make me happy, but I put my son's happiness first.' Inward Mila, when it was still pitting cakes, put in the oven.

Mila herself came back, trying to put some cake together, into the storefront. So that some buyers began to arrive, but when the customer asked to be served by the cute dimpled man, making Mila smile with a smile looking at Deva who looked stiff.

"Well, yesterday was the pilot. New employees change again Mil, mom wants to order 5 jars of cookies, keep asking to make hampers yes. Allow Mil, same sweet guy." said Rita's mom.

"Sweet employee, oh. She .. ah! mom, could do it. Her name is Deva, try it, Mila asked, she wanted it."

"You dong for sure, this tar bu wa in the group. Let's buy your cake is super delicious, even his employees guy guanteng guanteng make ga bosen in the clay."

Mila turned to Deva, who was there the man had wrapped two eyes around, with a trick of the symbol of resignation.

'By you Mil, I will serve the mother who bought.' whispered her into Mila's ear.

"Hahaha, thanks Dev. Let's sell out, mommy's run out if it's a sweet and clear look, like that I'm selling it forgotten." added Mila, making Deva say patient.

"Duh, that's the complex of her mother's mother who is flirtatious, if the look of her husband. I'll run out Mil." turned to Deva, made Mila laugh. When Deva, mobbed by mother who came to gather to buy cake.

But Elsewhere.

Mila the arrival of the middle-aged mother, who made Mila celos eyes just like that, stared sitting at the garden of the table. It made Mila far from Deva's sight and the crowd of Spirit aunty, who was then Mila approached the middle-aged mother, so as not to provoke a commotion and loud noise.

"Mother Inggrid, can you get here?"

"This is my second time here, Mila. You don't want to, your family's efforts to destroy like before."

"Sorry, it reduces my respect ma'am! I don't even know where my family is. Then you can threaten again, if you want your son to stay away from me. Why should I press me, which I myself have never approached Kenan."

Moving up Mila right then and there, made Ingrid upset and threatened again.

"You'll know the consequences, if you ever see my son, I don't hesitate to harm your two children."

Deg.

"Please ma'am! hopefully your speech is not reversed, if your son who you are proud of saves the prestige of the family, again hurt by others, maybe even the closest person to his own mother. So I hope! mother went away from my residence, may the speech not turn on you." grinned Mila, who in fact he was not strong against his parents, but tried hard, so as not to be oppressed.

"Well, just watch you play with me."

Mila turned her head, then replayed the inggrid voice, with the threat to her. It made Ingrid riled up and left Mila's residence.

[It's my second time coming, Mila. You don't want to, your family's business is destroyed like before.] The voice message that Mila recorded.

"First, and last recording. It could be proof that if my son happens something, even Ms. Ingrid can see behind the mother, there is a cctv camera that can add to the evidence." Mila's smile, made Ingrid just leave.

"Based on your poor girl Mila." when Inggrid left.

Mila returned home, with a broken breath and frightened. Actually, Mila's pain and fear were almost the same, but she tried very well to make everything okay, and it looks like her house is empty of buyers.

"Mil, where have you been?" tanya Deva, who shows the cash register is a lot of rupiah.

"Oh so sweet. Thanks Dev, you can come to my house often."

"Duh, you are this. Uh, see that kid bus Mil?"

Mila was at the door of the bus, where there was a guard respectfully, and Kanya and Bima had already run towards her.

"Mother .." cried Kanya.

"Bun .." cried Bima, who did not run, but walked by putting her hand into her pants pocket, slay casually towards her mother.

"Duh, mother's son. You must be tired! come on in, let's go inside. Don't forget to shower and change."

"Ready mother."

Kanya and Bima also, do not forget to say hello to Om Deva and smile. But who would have thought when Deva wanted to leave, someone contacted Mila with an unknown number from her phone book.

Cringes. Cringes.

"Why Mil?"

"No number is known, I don't know whose number this is. This time it's a fraud number." he replied.

"Try lifting Mil, who knows how important it is!" on the nod of Mila.

Mila answered the call for a few minutes, so her phone dropped leaving Mila limp. Deva, who grabbed Mila's phone and tried to listen if it was connected, was so shocked to hear the news she didn't want to hear either.

'What, Kenan was in an accident. And tell me this number, as his wife's number?' lirih Deva, who was then, looked at Mila's face in disbelief.

TBC.