Baby Genius The Pilot
REMEMBERING THE PAST

Mila, who was cutting vegetables, stared at a picture of herself in her flight attendant uniform. Where the memory of his encounter with Kenan repeated.

A Few Years Ago.

That day, Mila came home a little late. Because at the weekend, he worked shifts as a flight attendant, he intended to go home until almost midnight. Actually it is not a problem for Mila to go home at any time, he really enjoys working there.

He stopped his steps when he felt pain in his ankle because of the heels, then removed it and tapped. He grimaced as he opened the shoes he was wearing. It turned out that there was a scuff wound, and it was spitting out a little blood.

Mila sat for a moment at a bus stop not far from the airport. The distance to the boarding place is still quite far. If you walk around wearing shoes, it will hurt. Mila let out a resigned breath, there was no other way but to walk towards her boarding house barefoot.

Mila walked a little limped. Usually never get like this, maybe the shoes he wears are too small to hurt his ankles. There was a horn coming from behind. Mila looked over and the car stopped in line with her.

“Where are you going home?” exclaimed Kenan from the car, which at that time saw Mila walking a little tempted.

“To the front, Captain. Not far from.” Mila answered.

“Call names only, not in the scope of work. Want me to drop off?” Kenan glanced at the shoes he was carrying and the feet were wearing nothing.

"Do not do Kenan."

“You why?”

“Eh.” Mila dropped a glance at her feet. He smiled clumsyly.

“This, Sir, uh Kenan. My leg abrasions, his shoes are small.” Mila lowered her voice at the last sentence.

Then Kenan got out of the car.

“You walk to home?”

“I-iya,” Mila reply stammered.

“Away?”

Mila looked down, she bit her lower lip. If Kenan offered him to be delivered again how? He felt bad if he had to be escorted by the man again, even felt uncomfortable when a pilot was a little close to the flight attendant is still the airport parking ranks.

“You can't walk long distances with legs like that.” Kenan continued, because Mila did not answer.

“Udah, you don't have much to think about. It's already malem, not good if the girl herself streets malem-malem. Now that's a lot of bad people."

Kenan just doesn't want his partner's safety threatened. Mila is the only flight attendant who does not use a vehicle to work. He always refused if his friends offered him to go home together.

The reason is cliche, do not want to be troublesome. After all, it can still be reached on foot. If at about eight to ten the streets are still crowded. However, if it was already midnight like this, the place he passed by was quite quiet.

“Ayo,” invite Kenan who somehow since when has opened his car door for Mila.

The girl felt bad. Does he have to agree to Kenan's invitation? Fear even Kenan who did evil to him.

"I'm not gonna fuck with you." Kenan reassured, because of the look of Mila's face that looked doubtful. But in the end, Mila agreed.

And from there the closeness of Mila and Kenan continued, making them seem familiar in the outer scope, only when they were on one flight duty, he said, Mila and Kenan had to keep their distance from their co-workers, even just slightly flickered a nod, greeting in a gesture without a word.

And the fatal they are, the party held where they work, gathered under the insiders, they can also invite a boyfriend, husband if they come. Therefore, it seems that no one knows, if at that time Kenan and Mila are in a relationship.

Ting Nong's!

The voice of Bel, makes the dreamy Mila remember her first time with Kenan, until it continues to be a halal couple. Where they are currently, really not smooth to be together is the thing that makes Mila confused.

'Right if the heart does not forgive will be defeated by feelings, and see his two children who do not want to fate the same as Mila, which is not to grow up with a full parent.'

"Who's dear?"

"Sst .. I see who comes first! you don't yell, she says she wants to surprise the twins." said Mila.

"Oh yeah, I forgot baby." Kenan takes the expert, cuts the vegetables, which he will cook together with Mila.

"Saputra Pak. You're the father of Shela, right? who are you looking for?"

"I'm sorry if I'm interfering with your togetherness. Can we talk for a second?"

"Before I call Kenan, he also happened to just come home last night sir."

"I want to talk to you, son!" Saputra firmly.

"Bi-talk to me?" nervous Mila.

Kenan seemed to approach, where at six o'clock in the morning, the arrival of guests. Where Kenan himself is shocked, staring at his former in-laws coming to his villa in switzerland. Naturally he knew, because one of the swiss hotel villas he occupied assets from the company, and half a percent of the airport owned by Mr. Saputra.

"Pak Saputra." said Kenan, who at that time was stiff and slightly flushed confusion.

"Sit sir!" said Kenan, on the living room terrace.

"I know, you definitely don't accept because I married that man, he was once your daughter-in-law. Where the man is with me, is the man your daughter loves. Sir, forgive me! but this is fate, I accept Kenan, because I can not fight my love for him, especially my love is united again, because the two children, because I have two children, I don't want them to experience what I feel." explains Mila, blushing and crying tears.

Kenan himself appears to smile, where the arrival of Saputra is considered Mila, because it is against their marriage, the term hit to where they live today.

"Son! why are you explaining all this?" ask Saputra.

"Because that's the fact, since the hospital you've been painful, or if not. You want to ask for Kenan's debt installment, I have savings from selling cakes. I'll take it as an initial installment!"

Kenan smiles crying, where the love of Mila is really sincere. Uh! it would be foolish for Kenan to have to hurt a woman as good as Mila.

"My arrival is not my daughter!" said Saputra, and Kenan held back the hand of Mila who was standing will go inside.

Samar was faint, making Mila's gaze wipe away the tears.

'My daughter, didn't I hear wrong?' look Mila.

"My daughter! you are the son of Rini Suliastri Semarang born in 1957. Your name is Mila Sarahila, 1998." lirih Saputra.

Mila turned her head and looked at a photo on the table, which Mila asked to observe.

"Where do you get my baby pictures and pictures from childhood, what is the stalker's father?"

"Mila, I'm sorry. I don't believe it either, but when Heru says that it is likely that you are the son of Mr. Saputra."

Hid.

Mila herself could not believe it, she passed inside saying.

"I can't believe you really lied to me Kenan. You've been hiding it from me for a long time, you know? you know, my father is dead. That's what my mom said."

"Don't wait!"

Saputra cried, the sudden arrival made Kenan, asking Saputra to forgive and wait for him.

"Sir. I go inside, this really makes him confused, I'll try to talk!"

"Help me Kenan! I've been looking for him for a long time!"

Nyes heart Kenan, can usually arrogant middle-aged man annoying, turned melow and fragile. Which Kenan himself does not know much about the ins and outs of the Mila family.

'Ah, how foolish it is to be Kenan as a man today.'

"I will try hard Mr. Saputra! wait out!" pinta Kenan with polite respect.

TBC.

Two full glide chapters!!