Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 92

Early in the morning, Kayla got off the online motorcycle. Then he started to step inside the Sweet coffee cafe. There, Kayla immediately sat on a bench close to the road, and only glass-walled.

The beautiful girl took the device out of her bag. Swiping the screen and pressing the green application on his phone. Then find Avan's contacts. Sending a message if he has arrived at the cafe owned by the ex-boss of the brother.

Kayla put her net into her Sling bag again. The beautiful girl looked at every corner of the vintage-style cafe. Kayla commented with a smile, it felt so comfortable there. There are so many young people who are just nongki-nongki or some families who look chatting.

Indeed, before he knew the cafe belonged to Avan, Kayla had been there often with some friends. In addition to the Instagramable location, which is definitely because the food menu is delicious and definitely cheap. It is perfect for a student's pocket like her.

During the wait, Kayla's mind wandered. Away from his body, and back to Raize's residence. Recalling the pain for him, the shadow of the young doctor making out with the woman on his lap danced in his eye sockets. Kayla endured the pain in her chest, she did not understand herself. He had already shielded himself from the charm of that handsome man. But, it seemed like the fortress had collapsed by the onslaught of Raize's charm.

For more than a month they lived under one roof. Hearing the sound of sighing almost every night, made Kayla build a fortress as high and as solid as possible. But what caused the fort to collapse?

Kayla kept thinking, "no, the fort hasn't collapsed, my fort is still solid. I'm just lost by my own feelings."

"Free."

Kayla saw a tall glass of avocado juice placed on a square table in front of her. Kayla looked up to see who was speaking to her.

"Mas Avan." Call it to see the figure of a bright-skinned man who smiled very friendly.

"Drink. I made it myself."

Kayla gave a small smile, then pulled the glass in front of her closer and then sipped through the city that led to her.

"Enak, um." Said commending.

"Yes, dong."

Kayla looked at the entire cafe in amazement. "I love the concept, vintage but, Instagramable. It's also relatively cheap here, compared to other cafes in the city."

"My market share is for everyone, Kayla. But, more to the student for his decorations." Avan explained."In the past, I was also a student who craved cheap comfortable tongkrongan. Cheap tongkrongan nyari is a little difficult here."

"Yes, mas. I used to come here because I was invited by a friend. Because I'm a voter. I mean, choose cheap but not cheap."

Avan did not say anything just to sweep the view around the cafe. Across the street, Avan actually saw a bule man who was looking at him. Or maybe towards Kayla however, the man did not seem to know if he was visible to Avan's eyes.

The man sitting before Kayla, slightly pulled the corner of her lips upwards. Then I looked back at Kayla.

"Ayla, aren't you here?"

Kayla shakes, kayla shakes,

"Why not? I miss Uwais a little."

"Yes, I am also. But, ummm..." Kayla seemed to be choosing the right words for what she was about to tell in the future. He was confused, because basically, Avan is not a relative or person who can be trusted or not.

"Mas Avan promised you wouldn't tell anyone?" Kayla tried to make sure first before telling the story.

"Why?"

"Promise first."

"Yes." Yeah." Avan replied because Kayla looked so hopeful.

The beautiful girl tried to catch her breath. And strengthen your heart before you reveal everything.

"Actually, I..."

Kayla's story just flows, while Avan looks very surprised by the words of her former employee's sister.

"Ila, do you know that everything you do is wrong? Also sins?" Avan asked as soon as Kayla finished telling her all. "The lie will create another lie."

"Keep, what am I supposed to do, mas?"

"Ending your lies." Avan's advice with confidence.

"But, I've been bound by a deal with her, mas." Kayla looked down inside.

"Ila, you have a family, don't you think about how your father and mother feel? Ayla Ma'am? Grandpa?"

Kayla stared at Avan. His heart was very sad and pinched when Avan mentioned his parents. But he can what?

"Aren't you tired of playing the carpet unpet continues like this?"

"I don't know, mom."

"Ila, it would be better if the honesty was spoken by the perpetrator, than to other people or circumstances that reveal it. My advice, be honest. Tell everything to grandpa. Then on your shoot. Because they're related to each other."

Kayla kept thinking about what Avan was saying. Along the way, Kayla just daydreamed. Until he realized that he had reached the bus stop. Kayla sat down, though still in a long daydream.

"Maybe I should tell Ayla's sister?" Kayla muttered to herself. He is in confusion at the moment.

Tin!

The sound of the horn made her flabbergasted, Kayla looked ahead. Avan was sitting on his motorcycle.

"Well, where are you going? Let me take you. You look daydreaming from earlier, afraid of a satanic reception."

In another corner, there was a couple watching behind the windshield.

"Where is he going?" Raize muttered beside her sexy lady last night sitting with her hands folded on her chest in annoyance. While exiting the Raize mansion and getting a ride from the man. He thought, Raize changed his mind and took him for a walk. It turned out to even follow the girl who is now chatting with local men.

Avan glanced at the glass motor. Make sure the silver car in the back is trailing them. He knows, there's Raize in there. A smile rose on his face. Because from earlier, seeing the bule man continues to follow Kayla. The man who claims to be Kayla's husband when they accidentally meet at the zoo.

"Thank you for that."

"Surely you just want to be here?" Avan asked making sure to look at the magnificent building in front of him. The campus where Kayla attended college.

"Yes, thank you, I still have business here."

Avan cheered a smile. "If it's only here, then it must stop at the stop."

Kayla smiled as well. Smile embarrassed, because he himself does not know where to go. Only the campus that lived a few meters away.

"Yes, I'm back."

Kayla nodded.

"Rethink my advice. The matter of your agreement, you can talk again with Ayla and her husband. I'm pretty sure they won't stay silent. Especially..." Avan hung up his sentence while glancing towards the silver car that stopped not far from them."Your husband's... They must know the character of that man. So, it's easier to handle."

"Thank you for the advice, ma'am."

Meanwhile, somewhere else, at Rocky's residence.

Ayla ate her sotos very greedily. And that made Rocky smile. This was the most Ayla's meal she had seen since Ayla was declared pregnant.

"Babies? Still want to go?"

"Udah. I want seblak. Can you?"

"Of course, what else?"

"Ummm... Kebab, grilled sausage, same drink Carrot juice cover."

"Okey." Rocky said from his seat.

"Dad!" Call Ayla to see Rocky's back that's a few steps away.

"Yes?" The man turned to look at Ayla.

"Medes."

"What?"

"They're sick, the sausage and the kebab are sore."

Rocky seemed unsure and hesitant. "Is that okay for the baby?" Rocky muttered slowly into the pantry.

30 Minutes, order coming. Rocky brought it himself. Apparently, beside Ayla already sat the child continued. The 4-year-old boy chattered while rubbing his mother's stomach.

"Daddy!" Uwais shouts as he sees Rocky approaching with all Ayla orders.

"Heeiii," Rocky slightly distanced his body so that what he was carrying did not spill. "Daddy is taking your order. It'll fall, boy."

Feeling rebuked and rejected by the Daddy, Uwais pouted. Both of his hands were folded hugging his own body.

Rocky was worried about the kid, the sullen one. After putting the tray on the Gasebo where Ayla was waiting. The bule man rushed to catch the small body of Uwais. Humped him and tickled that little belly. Uwais inevitably laughed and muttered left and right, avoiding the attack of his daddy's finger.

While Ayla smiled at the familiarity of the two men. His hand swayed to take a spoon and taste seblak. It wasn't as hard as he expected but, it was enough to shake his tongue.

"How's where?"

"Nob."

"The sword fits?"

"It's less spicy, but it can be."

"Alhamdulillah." Before cooking, Rocky took the time to call the obstetrician. And the doctor said if it is not a problem a pregnant woman eats spicy, as long as it is not excessive.

Rocky breathed a sigh of relief, then he ordered the cook to make a rather spicy seblak, kebab, and sausage. The cook also made it according to the amount of spiciness that Rocky asked for. While waiting for Rocky to make his own carrot juice for his wife.

"How's the juice taste?" Rocky asks when he sees Ayla sipping carrot juice.

"Strong."

"Made by Rocky, you know."

"Ooh yeah?" Ayla glanced amusedly at the man before her. For some reason, when he saw Rocky libido Ayla suddenly rose. The feeling of wanting to make love to the man was suddenly very big.

Ayla nodded and laughed at herself. "Tok now to go back anyway?" Ayla muttered to herself.