BABY SECRET
Chapter 7: The Good Child

Sofia's body trembled, her chest as if she was squeezed by such a heavy burden. He thought he was strong, ready to face Reza. It's all just a discourse.

Clear thread began to fill both of his eye beads. Hurry to blink to clarify the view. Lied if he could forget Reza. Everything about the man, it was still clearly recorded in his mind.

“Mama don't be sad. There's Nino who's gonna take care of Mama. Do not cry yes, Ma,” said Nino who was waiting for an answer. Stretched out her little arms, wiping away the tears of her mother.

Realize, quickly Sofia focused on driving. Gets a glance at Nino with a smile even though thin. “Still yes, Darling.” Sofia grabs Nino's tiny fingers, and kisses her. Then focus back on the road.

Nino did not dare to ask again. He could at least see his mother hurt and shed tears.

“Close on hotel bentar yes, Darling. That Abis we're home. Tomorrow mama has to go to the office,” Sofia said without turning her head.

“Tomorrow Mama can not leave?” ask the boy.

“Can't, Son. Mama there is an important meeting.”

“Then I don't go to school tomorrow, Ma. Can you come to work with Mama? No lessons, definitely boring,” babble the boy.

Sofia frowned, not usually Nino asked for school holidays and instead asked to join her mother to work.

Willing to answer, but his car has entered the hotel lobby provided by the event organizer. Until he decided to go down first.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that Reza is following them from a safe distance. As he was about to enter, several security officers prevented Reza from stepping in. Because you have to have access. Security there is strictly guarded.

“Sial!” decak Reza was upset kicking the air, unable to barge in.

Reza had to wait in his car. His chest rumbled violently, shuffling his hair into a mess. His head seemed to be breaking. It's really an incredible shock.

An hour, two hours to three hours, Sofia just came out with her baby. They rush to the car and seem to be preparing to go home, seen from a sizable backpack on Sofia's back.

“Finally out also them!” reza's grunts lowered their heads behind the wheel, so as not to be seen.

The car Sofia was driving began to exit the hotel area. He has permission to go home first. Moreover, Tama continued to contact him from earlier because she was worried.

Reza is still following. He wondered where Sofia was living right now.

Although it was getting dark, it did not dampen the spirit of Sofia driving across the city alone. Especially accompanied by his son who had been chattering non-stop.

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Three hours later, Sofia's car entered the grounds of a modern two-story house, in one of Bandung's elite housing estates.

Her thoughts were still the same, thinking Sofia had betrayed her and married a rich man.

“Open! I want to meet the owner of this house!” exclaimed Reza at the two guards who stood guard.

“Sorry, but I didn't leave any messages at all. Please come back another time. He needs rest and can't be bothered!” firmly a fat-haired man with his burly body.

“Heh! You don't know who I am? I am the husband of Sofia!” Reza insisted on hitting him.

The two guards looked at each other, then nodded in unison and taught Reza a lesson. A little blow to make him deterred.

“Never make a fuss here! Go there! Crazyhead!” the sentimental guards kicked Reza to the ground. Of course he lost power.

Reza felt her face ache, standing up. Dragging his feet to the car. He looked at the house with a glare. “Sofia!” his murmur rested his head.

Going back to Jakarta is impossible. Because his condition is really bad at the moment. His stomach wanted to be filled immediately. Reza decided to look for dinner as well as lodging, and continued his business tomorrow. It needs clarity.

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After changing into her sleepwear, Sofia lays her body on the bed. He is so grateful for his life now. Not dependent on others and able to stand on his own two feet, certainly an achievement and pride for him.

Sofia turns on her phone which she turned off earlier, shocked when she opens a group message from Nino's school.

“So this is the reason Nino doesn't want to go to school? Tomorrow there is an outing class. And all must have a companion,” muttered Sofia bit her lower lip. “Planya nanya tomorrow can be on leave or not,” he continued.

Sofia hurriedly rushed to Nino's room which was not far from her room. He knocked several times, no answer.

Sofia opened the door slowly, entered with slow steps and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at the goals of his sleeping son.

Not feeling the tears Sofia fell, her hand stroked the top of Nino's head. Feeling full, because such a small child can understand the situation. Never demanded anything.

“Thank you, good boy. Thank you always for knowing mom. Sorry Mama yes,” said Sofia kissed Nino's forehead then confirmed the blanket.

Sofia went back to her room again. Unexpectedly, Nino turned out to be just pretending to sleep. He sat back down, staring at the door. “And I don't want to make Mama cry. Why is Mama crying?” his mumbling scratched his head.

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