Fake Love's
What is that Baby, my Son?

Feeling better after breakfast. Sandra back to activities as usual to measure hygienic milk from milking. Then noting. She also joined other mothers in the dairy stable, a place to milk cows. While explaining the new program that will be applied in this farm.

“Kedepannnya there will be a special tool that will be used on this cattle farm. No more manual hands. Cow milking machine will be used later.” Sandra gave an explanation.

There is a sense of disappointment in the hearts of the workers they whisper to each other if the work they do is replaced by machines means that those who have been working will be dismissed.

“If our work is replaced by machines means we work what will it be, Sand? Will we be fired?” ask one of the mothers who listened to Sandra's explanation.

Sandra shook her head quickly fearing the workers misunderstood her remarks.

“No, Mom. Mr. Braja will not fire you all. Because if it wasn't for you this farm could not have continued to grow and succeed until now. You will still work as usual just watching and waiting for the milking machine of cows that work when sucking cow's milk. Our farms will add hundreds of cows to produce hygienic and quality cow milk in large quantities. So, it is not possible to just rely on manual equipment only. Using a milking machine is very efficient to milk cows, easy to use and the results of milking will be more than manual.”

At length Sandra explained in detail and carefully to them so that the mothers could digest well the explanation.

The workers stopped their work for a while while listening to Sandra's explanation, they all nodded in understanding and agreed.

“Hopefully true yes we will continue to work here, if we are dismissed will work what we will later?” one mother added.

“I assure you all, it will not happen,” Sandra said firmly and convincingly.

They were all relieved to hear Sandra's statement.

Sandra's interaction with the workers came to the attention of Bara and Mr. Braja. She turned to the man beside her. Mr. Braja seemed to smile as he looked at Sandra.

“Is she your special lady, Mr Braja?” tanya Bara was curious.

“Ya,” the answer is short. Mr. Braja immediately turned to Bara. “She's the woman I deserve to fight for!” Lord Braja then passed leaving Bara who stood still hearing it.

Mr. Braja again invites Bara to go around the farm showing other places there. And show me where the building is being built for the stables, because the cows are coming in about two weeks. About two hundred cows are coming.

After socializing and explaining the new work system in the future with the workers. As usual, Sandra helped them. Bring milk products to weigh.

Suddenly Rara comes to Sandra. It looks different than it did this morning. Along with Joni, Bara's assistant.

“Rara... What are you doing here?” sandra asked while paying attention to the appearance of the daughter of Bu Mirna who was different.

“Sorry, Miss! Where is Pak Bara?” joni asked while looking around, looking for the existence of Bara.

“Pak Bara is in the back building!” her reply politely then looked at Rara with a curious look.

Joni was quick to leave without the two of them to approach his boss.

He knew the clothes Rara was wearing were not ordinary brand clothes.

‘Whose clothes is she? Don't let the boy do the wrong thing' Sandra thought as she continued to watch the girl walking up to him with the corner of her lips pulled.

“Where are you out of?” Ask Sandra full of questions.

“Abis happy ‘lah same handsome Mas!” answer's short.

Sandra furrowed her brows at Rara's words. “Mas handsome... This one this morning?” tanyanya doubt.

“Hmm..” Rara nodded slowly.

Hearing Rara's words made Sandra think negatively about the two of them. He thinks Rara did the same thing Sandra did the other day with Bara.

He did the same with Rara. Heh... You have too much hope for Bara, Sandra.

Sandra was irritated without saying much, she left Rara who was smiling triumphantly to Sandra.

“I'll also look at you, Teh. If I could also get a rich man like Lord Braja. Just look at us competing!” muttered Rara looked at Sandra cynically.

To vent his frustration. Sandra chose to vent with work. He did not think about the content.

Anger, anger and disappointment that he felt at this moment. Misunderstanding happens again. Sandra thought negatively to Bara that the man often played one night with every woman. Just like they did.

He wanted to cry but he couldn't shed it. Who he is, it feels useless to cry for that indifferent man, thought Sandra.

“Teh Sandra let me just bring her milk. The guy is sick, right?” One of the mothers prevented Sandra from carrying a drum where milking cow's milk had been stored.

“No pa-pa, Mom! If silence even more sick,” said Sandra.

Sandra continues to help mothers who have finished milking cows. Without caring about his fatigue.

Bara and Mr. Braja have just finished monitoring the building which is in the process of development.

When passing through the milking place, Bara saw Sandra back and forth carrying milk in a small drum despite using a trolley but very visible tired face from the woman.

“What is this way you treat your special lady, Mr Braja? Let him get tired of working!” bara asked cynically without looking at her interlocutor.

Bara was annoyed to see Sandra working hard like that. Like a man who is not getting good treatment by Mr. Braja.

He quickly approached Sandra.

And the unexpected thing happened to that woman, Sandra almost fell if only there was no Bara to catch her body.

As Sandra's body felt in Bara's embrace, for a moment they fell silent looking at each other deeply. It was as if their longing for expression was in the gaze of the eyes only.

Sandra extended her hand to Bara's face. Want to caress the man's firm jaw. But Rara's words were ringing in her ears. Sandra pulled her hand back.

Sandra tried to stand up straight to remove the embrace of Bara on her body.

“Why are you still working! Don't you care about your body? You see that your face is pale from fatigue, did Lord Braja not treat you well? Why would you want to be in a relationship with a guy like that!” smear Bara with many accusations against Sandra.

“What do you mean? In a relationship?” Sandra asked Bara.

“Yes, you guys have a relationship don't you? Or married?” Bara smiled smirkingly after asking.

Sandra shook her head hearing Bara's accusations to her.

“Have a relationship or not, married or already, What does that have to do with you?”

“Indeed it has nothing to do with me. I just want to know, is the child you bear is the result of our actions that night or the result of your actions with another man?”

Plakkkp....

Sandra's hard slap lay on Bara's cheek. It was very painful to hear the last words Bara said to him.

“Am I that low in your eyes? Do you think I do the same with other men as we do.” Sandra miris said it. He did not expect the accusations.

Without wanting to prolong the debate, Sandra chose to leave in the presence of Bara who was still not satisfied with Sandra's answer.

Sandra left just like that, stepping away from Bara who was still staring at her, Sandra's hand was grabbed by someone.

Mr. Braja saw a sad face on Sandra's face. Without explaining Mr. Braja already understood that the man in front of them is the father of the baby in the womb Sandra.

“We are not married, but it will happen soon. And I will be responsible for the baby in the womb. It feels like this baby doesn't need a father like you, Mr. Bara. The man who can only accuse a woman who is trying to live alone this place.” Lord Braja turned his body about to leave Bara.

“What is my baby? Answer Sandra?”