Behind The Divorce
Chapters 121. Little Secret

Lean was stunned for a moment when she heard Mrs Vargas say. The prospective father did not expect that the bond between them was that strong. If only his wife did not lie unconscious at this time, he would be eager to clap loudly to give appreciation in the category ‘the power of inner contact’ mother and child.

“Em .. sorry, Mistress. But I don't want to talk about this yet. Just save first whatever you feel until my wife is aware,” pinta Lean in a low tone.

Madam Vargas nodded with a worried face. Beside him, Doctor Vargas rubbed the woman's fragile shoulders.

Cars quickly moved out of the hotel area towards the capital's largest hospital. The hospital that Hadya gave to her second son from her relationship with the devil–Sania. However, the hospital is now managed by the temporary owner, Doctor Andra. And don't forget that Doctor Vargas works there, too.

Meanwhile, after a small commotion caused by Caitlyn who was suddenly unconscious, made the atmosphere of the event no longer memorable. One by one the guests began to leave the room.

The atmosphere and attention in the room began to split. Some worry Caitlyn with a variety of questions, some are confused by the existence of the family who had the event that night. No one was seen in the room. Everything disappeared one by one somewhere. So that comes to mind some of the remaining invited guests.

Starting from Mr. Vargas who has disappeared since the beginning. Followed by Cecilia who was angry and went missing out of nowhere, the youngest son of the Vargas family who since the event began was not seen the trunk of his nose, he said, and the last Mrs Vargas and her only son–Chris–who is familiarly called Doctor Vargas.

The night event was suddenly chaotic. Lean's plan, which only wanted to surprise Cecilia and show her the facts directly to his wife, suddenly changed spectacularly to sacrifice his own wife.

He should be happy, right? True, Lean is happy and satisfied, but he has not been able to celebrate the moment of victory. Lean waited for his wife to wake up and get the results of the doctor's examination, then he thought about the next step.

...***...

Meanwhile inside a lavish looking bathroom, Cecilia stood in front of a mirror that had been cracked by her deeds a moment ago after escaping the stage.

The woman went in and destroyed the entire bathroom, without thinking about how much harm she would bear later.

“Breng*sec! The little fellow doesn't know himself!How dare he insult me, even want to dismantle my identity in front of his stupid family? Nope, no. I won't let it all.” Cecilia shook her head in front of the mirror.

“I haven't got what my mom and I want. But the levy .. arrrgghh ...! Again he beat me, Ma!” Cecilia screamed stuck in there. “He always easily got the things I wanted. First Kak Lean, then the Sanjaya family treasure, and now the dress .. arrrgghh ..!” Cecilia threw the bag and all sorts that were in front of her.

“If I'd known from a long time ago that Lean wasn't my sister, I'd make sure she'd be mine instead of that little girl. It's mama's fault. Well, it's mama's fault. Mama shouldn't have to bother trapping her brother and daughter. I should have been his choice. Look, ‘kan, because of mama's mistake, now he's happy with his sister. Lah, me? Mama's own son must be dangled and use the identity of the collector.” Cecilia dropped her body in the sink.

The taste she had once felt for the half-brother who had not had the slightest blood relation to her, came back to the surface. Since being carried by Hadya to Sanjaya's main residence, Cecilia immediately fell in love with the figure she suspected was a stepbrother.

As she grew up in the magnificent and luxurious house, Cecilia increasingly mired in the charm of the handsome man she called sister. However, as crazy as she was, there was still a little sanity she had to just realize that the handsome man was her brother.

Cecilia was harboring her feelings because if she was reckless and put aside the blood ties between them though, it was certain that Lean would not take a single glance at her. The handsome man was completely untouched by any air. The only lucky woman he has ever been close to is Tamara. And now the lucky one to have him is Caitlyn. A name that Cecilia hates.

“Caitlyn, do I have to do anything to her first? Incidentally once the time was right.” Cecilia grinned.

He reached into his cell phone and medial how many numbers were already out of his head. First call not connected. So continued what he did several times, but still the same answer he received.

“Mama to where, anyway? In a precarious situation like this, use a saying event? Oh, gosh. Please, pick up, ma! Cecilia need mom now.” It was frustratingly concocting because the figure he needed to sustain him could not be reached.

“Huh, relax, Cecil. They're just a bunch of fools who are easy to pick up. Come on, Cecilia, use your brains! You won't give up and you can't lose again this time. That little fellow just envies you. Come, Cecil. Show him if you can and don't fail this time!” he said firmly encouraging himself.

Several times to adjust his breathing to be calmer, Cecilia then walked out after feeling much better than before. He walked quickly about to see the reaction of his new family after hearing a row of nonsense from Caitlyn.

“Hopefully they did not understand what the child meant. Well, hopefully,” muttered Cecilia while further accelerating her pace.

Once there, Cecilia seemed confused to find the room was empty no one. He looked at the clock on his wrist. The time now shows at 11 p.m.

“Ah, worth it. But ... Where are the others? Did they also go straight home and leave me alone because they were consumed by the poison of the little man? Oh, sh*it!” cecilia's Sumpat.

“Who do you call a collect?”

A baritone voice from behind shocked the woman. As fast as lightning he turned around and found Mr. Vargas standing there. Cecilia's heart, which she had been struggling to control since then, was pounding again and almost moved from her place.

“Ah, Dad-Daddy here?” Obviously he was wrong.

“I am asking. Who did you call that little fellow?”

Cecilia died a flea with checkmate questions coupled with a sharp, unsheathed gaze. Damn again, that gaze was very similar to the one thrown by Caitlyn earlier.

...***...

Meanwhile in the hospital, Lean is shocked by new facts by the obstetrician who handles his wife. After undergoing a series of examinations, Lean and asked the condition of his beloved wife.

“Wife, you're fine, Sir. He was just in shock, exhausted and had a lot of thoughts. Please take good care of his wife, sir. Frequent stress and a lot of thoughts will affect the body of the fetus and can have a bad impact. Therefore, please always create a relaxed atmosphere and try to keep his wife always happy, Mr.” the doctor said.

“Thank you, Doctor.” Lean was just about to turn around to see his wife, the doctor held back.

“Oh, yes. One more, Mr. Sanjaya. I almost forgot one important thing.” Lean's forehead shriveled. “Given the condition of your wife who has had a miscarriage, being vulnerable makes her miscarry again in her current second pregnancy. So please take care and be aware of the pregnancy period of his wife, Mr.”

Lean's ears felt buzzing reflecting a long sound that disturbed his mind and hearing. In a position that was already standing at that time, Lean's sturdy body was almost hollow if not holding on to the seat back there.

For a moment the handsome man was stunned before finally making a single statement that he wanted to hear once more.

“What, Doc? A miscarriage? Ma-me mean my wife was pregnant before and this is a second pregnancy?”

...TBC...

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