
The days of Icha and Marco are happily spent with baby Leon. Icha takes care of her baby without a baby sitter. Assisted by Hartini and Rossa. Without notice, the age of baby Leon has stepped on the sixth month, just like the age of pregnancy Valencia. The former model is still confident in saying that the child she is carrying is Marco's flesh and blood.
"Pa... when did you meet the Guatalla family to talk about Valencia's pregnancy?" Ask Riska when they put their body on the bed. Christo took a heavy breath.
"Can't just meet them and say that Valencia is pregnant with Marco's child without proof, ma." Christo remained focused on his mobile phone.
"Can't you believe it's Marco's son?" Sewot Riska with an annoyed tone. "Papa know all this time Valencia only loves Marco. He's never been close to anyone other than Marco." Beber Riska tries to convince Christo.
"The relationship is long over, ma. Marco is married and even has a son. Then, all of a sudden he impregnated Valencia, how's the story going?" Christo's timpal began to raise the volume of the sound.
"Yaaaa. you know they still love each other and secretly they meet behind Marco's wife." Cetus Riska. "They were in touch for six years, not a short time. Who knows Marco still loves Valencia."
Christo breathed heavily upon hearing his wife's accusation.
"Don't let your son keep his feelings for Marco and trap Marco until he's pregnant." Christo again accused Valencia of making Riska widen his eyes annoyed at Christo's remarks.
"You know Valencia's papa, but why do you accuse your child of being a no-no?" Berang Riska's. "Valencia can't possibly do that heinous thing, pa."
"You are pregnant. That means she's done some nasty thing with people's husbands." Christo's spray made Riska speechless. That's right Christo said. However, Valencia has done a heinous thing either with the husband of the person or not the husband of the person. She was pregnant before marriage. "Home people or not, Valencia has done the wrong thing. Our job is now to accompany him so that he does not stress or depression to do the no-no." Papar Christo was a little angry. "And Marco is not a man who easily falls into the arms of just any woman. Maybe he once loved your daughter but it was then, now he has a family and I know him very well. The person of Leonard Guatalla was firmly attached to his grandson, Marco Guatalla." Christo put emphasis on his last sentence.
"Mama believes Val's son is Marco's flesh and blood. If you don't want to see him, you'll see him tomorrow." Threaten Riska kekeh on her stance. He lay down on Christo's back.
"As far as you. I just don't want you to do anything rashly that will hurt us later." Christo lay down and closed his eyes.
About an hour later, Riska felt no more movement from Christo, she got up and went out of the room to the room Valencia.
Tok...
"Mama..." Valencia was a little surprised when he opened the door to see his mother standing in sleeping pajamas. "Mama what? How come you haven't slept?" Ask Valencia astonished.
"Srst..." Riska put her index finger on her lips to tell Valencia to be quiet while she refused to let her daughter into the room and locked the door. "You haven't slept?" Ask Riska slowly.
"No, ma. I want to eat fruit salad." Valencian sahut while showing a plate containing fruit salad on the room table. "Why did you come here?"
"Someone wants to ask you." Riska sits on the sofa room.
"Can't be tomorrow, ma? I think it's important." Valencia continued to enjoy the fruit salad. "What the hell is it?"
"It's about your pregnancy." Lirih Riska is serious. Valencia frowned. He looked in wonder at Riska.
"Why my pregnancy, ma?" Ask Valencia in curiosity.
"You're sure the child in your womb is Marco's flesh and blood?" Ask Riska to know.
"What's that mom? I'll tell you from the beginning I was pregnant, ma. if my fetus is the fruit of love me and Marco." Valencia protest does not like to hear Riska's question.
"Fruit love?" Riska frowned. "You sure?" Doubtful.
"Don't you believe me?" Valencia asked back. "If you don't believe me, who else will believe me?" Sad complaint. Riska took a heavy breath.
"For six months of your pregnancy, where was Marco? Has he ever seen you? Accompanying you with a pregnancy check or just asking about your condition?" Inclined questions from Riska made Valencia's face wistful.
"That's all because of that j*l*ng woman, ma. It must have been him who forbade Marco to see me." He accused Icha. "Especially she already knew about my pregnancy."
"Mama was just curious...When did you and Marco meet until you got pregnant like this?" Ask Riska to know. Hearing his mother's question, Valencia was misbehaved. There was no way he could have told Marco about his behavior that night until a heated struggle broke out.
"Yes, we met in Malaysia when Marco bought ValCare shares. He said he still loves me, ma. Even she wants to have a child of mine." Beber Valencia lied. "I still love him, too, ma. That's why I'm gonna have time for him to take me along again." He kept trying to convince Riska.
"Yes already. It's not good to stay up so pregnant." Riska did not respond to Valencia's remarks. He got up from his seat and went back to his room.
"Mama. I want Marco to take responsibility for my pregnancy." Valencia was sad. "I'm ashamed, ma. kalo until all my friends and even my business associates at ValCare know about this disgrace." Out of nowhere the tears of Valencia suddenly flowed. As a mother, Riska's heart hurts. He felt humiliated at Marco's treatment of his daughter.
"Mama will meet him and hold him accountable." Resolute Risk. "You rest!" Riska opened the door and exited. While Icha is very happy because Riska defends him and promises to meet Marco.
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At seven in the morning... Christo, his wife and son had breakfast together. Christo was neat with an expensive suit attached to his body.
"I'll be in Bandung at ten for a minute. Maybe I'll be home late." Christo told Riska.
"Cok papa just said?" Ask Riska.
"Yes, be careful."
After breakfast, Riska escorted Christo away to the company. Valencia returned to the room to change clothes to do yoga that he had followed from three months of pregnancy.
"Ma. I'm leaving, yeah." Pamit Valencia wearing black leggings and short-sleeved shirts blend white sky blue.
"Be careful, Val. Take care of your content." Message Risk. Valencia smiled and nodded. In pregnancy, she looks more beautiful and sexy.
Riska returns to her room as Valencia's car exits the spacious courtyard of the house.
"I have to see Marco. Kasian Valencia to give birth to a child without a husband." Riska dialogues alone in room. After preparing, he ordered a private driver to deliver to GT Corp. This time he had to meet the CEO of the biggest company.
"Can we help you, ma'am??" Ask the receptionist so gently.
"I want to see Marco." Answer Riska flat.
"But, ma....."
"Say Mrs Riska Christo wants to meet." His dreams with pride.
"Sorry, madam...have you made an appointment?" Ask the receptionist kindly.
"Don't you hear what I said? Tell madam Christo to meet." Jerky Riska pissed off.
"Sorry madam, whoever you are is none of our business. Any client who wants to meet with the CEO, must have made an appointment first." Another receptionist. Riska couldn't believe that she would be welcomed like this. Even these receptionists don't know him.
"Braudless of you, yeah! You just tell me my name, your CEO must know him." Demand Riska growled.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. We will make a guest list for you.... It's the rules of the company, madam." The receptionist remains on his stand based on company regulations.
"Damn! Watch you!" Threaten him and get out of there.
"Mrs Christo..." Someone's voice calls Riska's name. His footsteps stopped.
"Raymonds..." Lirih Riska is happy.
"What are your needs here?" Raymond asked flatly. Riska, who was initially happy to see Raymond, swallowed the saliva to see the look on Raymond's unfriendly face.
"I want to see Marco. I have something to talk about." Sahut Riska tries not to be nervous by showing her arrogance.
"good. Follow me!" Raymond's orders.
They walked to the elevator to go up to the 25th floor. Riska wanted to invite Raymond to talk but seeing the man's face made her not dare to open her mouth to speak.
Arriving at the 25th floor, they were greeted by security who served there.
"Please enter. Mr. Marco is waiting for you." Riska was a little surprised to hear that Marco was waiting for her. He did not realize that his behavior from the lobby was noticed by Marco and Raymond through CCTV connected to Raymond's laptop.
Riska goes into Marco's office. The courage he had from before came suddenly disappeared when he saw the aura of Marco who was able to make a whistle to every opponent.
"Good day, madam..." Marco's bass voice shocked Riska who was still overwhelmed with nervousness.
"Lunch..." His mouth was almost inaudible. Marco smiled cynically looking at his former future father-in-law. "Please sit down." Marco got up from his seat of greatness walking closer to Riska. He also sat in the guest room.
"Say...what need do you need to find me?" Ask Marco flat. His eyes looked at Riska without a blink. Since the incident in Malaysia, Marco really kept his distance not only to Valencia but to Riska and Christo also received a negative response from Marco.
"I want to talk about Valencia." Said Riska ventured.
"hmmm... Why the pregnancy?" Marco asked casually as he folded his hands on his chest.
"Where is your conscience? Where is your responsibility? As if you did then Valencia who bore shame alone." Tandas Riska circus. "I'm here to hold you accountable to Valencia." Riska started to raise her tone. Marco is silent. A sinister smile was unseen on that handsome face.
"Why silence? You can't deny your flesh and blood, can you?" Cibir Riska on the wind. Marco lowered his hand and put it over both thighs.
"I'm not a guy who sleeps with just any girl. Even six years with Valencia there was not the slightest intention of screwing your daughter. Even if Val asks, I won't fuck her." Marco said slowly but with great emphasis. "Do you think I'll fuck her when I have a wife I love so much?" With heart-piercing words. "You want to know something?" Marco asked with a fierce face. Riska swallows saliva can't get one word out. "I only love my wife and only to her I give up my whole body." Marco rests his back on the back of the chair. "You better go home and ask your beloved daughter what she's done to make her pregnant." Marco stood up and sat back in his chair. Raymond who had witnessed it, approached Riska who was still silent and pale.
"Please madam." Raymond pointed at the door asking Riska to come out. With a face flushed with embarrassment, Riska also came out without saying goodbye.