Baby Genius The Pilot
WHY WORRY

Mila's sad eagle eyes, looking at someone familiar. Mila again swallowed the saliva, when Dirga came. Mila is not very familiar with Dirga, who is only a bank employee. But Mila knew him through Deva.

"Dirga, why are you here?"

"Mila, I'm coming. Trying to call Kenan, he certainly can't signal. But aunt Roh called me, I was just a message from Deva who is now in Singapore. He sent a lawyer, so you're free to report."

"Dir, this is overkill. But I'm innocent, it's slander."

"Mila, relax. I even trust you. Remember me, Deva help you because your two children, don't want you to stay here, kasian if you're here!"

Nyes!

Mila was very moved, but again in this position, it was Mas Deva and Dirga who always helped Mila, even their kindness, since Mila was driven away, pregnant in order to get the identity of his two children can go to school, it can be said that no one will think, if the two children, children born out of wedlock, who at any time need anything will be difficult.

"Dirga, I really don't know. How to repay all kindness .. huuu." Mila who wanted to cry profusely, broke down restrained.

"Be prepared! sit down quietly. After this I will take you home. If you want to thank me, you just call Deva. Because I'm just an intermediary, all Deva arranged." explained Dirga.

Mila who sat according, it felt like being in the authorities room was the hardest thing of her to live a life that gave birth to her two children without a male figure, if there was no Dirga and Deva. Maybe Mila will always be insulted by the citizens, maybe Mila will always be depressed because her children will be bullied as illegitimate children.

Dirga smiled, for him to see Deva who was arranging the heart, himself who did not accept the reality if he really did not get blessing by his mother fighting for Mila to live together, as if extinct. Until his time with his mother, he focused on working and settling in Singapore. Instead was to ask Dirga to help Mila trouble.

Dirga with a lawyer also managed to bring Mila free with bail. Even so, still Mila must report, at least Mila was only in the interrogation room for several hours, not to get into the bars.

"This is your release letter, Mila. About that woman named Shela, I called Rey. He's still your brother-in-law, right? we'll make the calculations for him."

"Dir, but I don't want to until you reply, let it go. Never mind, it's just that he doesn't like it because .." silenced Mila.

"The twins have told me, great. Your son is a genius, as far as you go. But fate brought you back Mil. Your two sons brought you back to the man you considered a traitor. Believe me, if you don't love him. You must have chosen wine instead of forced marriage, right?" dirga Goda.

Deg.

"I-it .." nervous Mila.

"It's a letter from Deva, I can only take it to the front of the house. On the business card there is a lawyer number that will make you clean from the accusations of the devious woman, so have fun. Smile, don't forget to be happy!" said Dirga.

Mila smiled, took the letter from Dirga's hand. Until he got out of the car, and right up to the gate of his house that closed.

"Bye. Thanks Dirga."

"same. Greetings to the children Mil."

Mila feels strange when he receives a letter from Deva, even though he is a man who is a meritorious figure in Mila's worst life.

"Astag." Mila tried to realize, from the daydream that should not be allowed. Honestly, Mila status has become the wife of a pilot, a figure that was once in her heart, even though it had been scratched.

Kenan, what is he doing there. Sorry Kenan, I can't be a role model wife that is far from the word best wife. Even every time there is a problem, Mila does not want to involve Kenan who enters into complicated. Even this time Mila felt awkward, feeling that yesterday's marriage was really not real.

Even after the wedding, nothing has changed.

Different from Kenan.

International airport in Zurich.

Switzerland with IATA code ZRH and ICAO code LSZH, Pilot Id xx771 Kenan Athariq.

Kenan had landed and headed for the hotel, where after he finished his duty. He'll rest.

Where is their hotel, not far from Lake Jenawa.

Kenan himself pulled the black suitcase, whether he had called Mila, not getting an answer. Eventually he called home, but it still wasn't lifted.

'Thank you, Mil, aren't you at home?' the inner roar of Kenan, which was already unwell in the moment he took off and landed at his destination.

"See, just look after I get home. I'll make sure you I bring Mila. With our two children, I bought a house near the lake of our dreams, so that I could go home. I will be welcomed by you. It could have been married status but you just keep making me anxious, not focused on working if I'm like this." said Kenan, I don't know who to talk to.

"Pak Kenan." call Sesil, a flight attendant who had been tailing since noticed Kenan walking straight.

Yep! Datar Kenan, where Sesil gave a sign card code number room.

"There was a good time together, our room was one floor. 0699." Sesil's smile teased, and went past Kenan who had raised an eyebrow.

Hid.

Kenan was indifferent, after throwing the card without him reading, from his coworkers. And he again managed to contact Mila, but at that time it was not Mila who picked him up.

"City .. What ..?!" the sarcasm of Kenan's shock, whose unpleasant feeling made Kenan turn around, with his footsteps he immediately wanted to go home.

TBC.