Bia, the Substitute Mother
Spicy Innuendo Bia!

...It was not jealousy that caused me to be disturbed but rather I began to be suspicious of the arrival of the two to the place where I had come. ...

...~Bia Quinsa Altafunisha...

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"What are Mas Shaka and Mbak Dhira doing here?" Bia asked the couple sitting in front of her.

Shaka, Dhira and Bia are in the cafe right in front of the hospital. Bia actually felt her hands cold as her mind started to think far.

He really started to guess. Starting to guess with the purpose of what the couple did in the same hospital with him.

"Mas." Call Bia again when you don't get an answer.

Until finally, when Bia was about to open her lips again. Dhira's hand coiled around Shaka's arm spoiled and showed no possession of himself in front of Bia by erecting his body slightly.

"Do you want to know, Bi?"

"Sure, Ma'am," replied Bia curiously.

Dhira smiled broadly. He looked at Shaka who also returned his gaze.

"Maybe we should tell Bia, honey. This happiness that we are experiencing" Dhira said to the flat-faced Shaka.

The man turned his gaze. Somehow Shaka's eyes were more focused on the facial expression of his second wife. Sakha's gaze was more focused on Bia's eyes that seemed curious about her.

"We're actually here to check, Bi," said Dhira who made Bia's gaze distorted.

The woman frowned. He stared at Dhira with an incomprehensible look.

"Mbak Dhira is sick?" Ask Bia with worry.

Dhira's head shook. He raised his left hand and placed it right on his stomach and rubbed it.

"We're here to check the pregnancy, Bi," said Dhira as if lightning had struck for Bia. "I'm pregnant with Mas Shaka's son. The fruit of our love."

His heart stopped beating. The woman was even in disbelief.

"You mean?" Asked Dhira with his slightly raised voice.

"Em not so, Ma'am!" Bia said that it feels like to slip. "Said Madam Dhira.Mmm sorry that."

"Nonsense?" Sela Dhira with a tone of voice that began to rise.

"Sorry, Ma'am!" Said Bia slowly.

"Originally you know, Bi. I'm not barren! The doctor said I didn't have any disease. Mas Shaka and I are healthy. It's just that God just gave that miracle now!"

Bia looked at both of Dhira's eyeballs. Brain twists. Yeah, Bia's not a believable five-year-old.

His memory kept twisting with what he saw. Yes he remembers. What she saw at the sushi place with her younger brother. It made Bia start thinking.

What don't-don't…

"Then if Ms. Dhira is pregnant. What about the kid I'm holding?" Ask Bia with worry.

He doesn't want to be selfish. He did not want his son to be a victim. He doesn't want his son abandoned.

She wants the best for her son. Although he realized that he had to give up his son later.

"Your son is ours, Bi. That's our deal! Do not break our covenant!" Dhira said with emotion. "I'll take care of the child like my own."

"Bak sure?"

Bia really did not have the slightest confidence in Dhira. He really doesn't believe in anything. She even worries that her son will be the woman who really makes Bia sick.

"Didn't you trust me?" Thira exclaimed furiously.

"How can I trust you, Ma'am!" Said Bia with a fight. "Mbak Dhira often abandoned Mas Shaka. Then what if he takes care of her baby at the same time?"

"You!" Dhira exclaimed in true emotion until he kicked the table firmly.

~Connected