Fake Marriages
Chapter 69

On the grave of the day, the belly of Love began a massive demo. The sound of his stomach racing each other, making Love difficult to close his eyes. Even though his eyes had dimmed, he could not sleep.

"Oh.. stomach, be patient ! wait until tomorrow morning" said Cinta while rubbing her.

"The meat must have been very delicious. Is there still, or has it been spent."

"You're out for food, I don't know if there's still a restaurant open. It's been twelve and a half. Who would starve in the middle of a night like this. Only the stomach can not be invited to work together at night." grumbled Love.

"Do I cook noodles. She must be asleep, won't know I'm cooking noodles anymore. There's no way I'm cooking rice and vegetables tonight."

Unable to resist hunger, Love finally decides to go out for food.

"Dear hungry, huh? let's go find some food in the kitchen. Patience yes dear." said Cinta, talking to the baby in the womb.

Love got off the bed and stepped out of the room, her hand holding the handle of the door and opening it slowly, for she was afraid that Michael heard the sound of his door opening. Love took out her head to look outside the room and her forehead frowned, because the lights were brightly lit.

"Is he not asleep?" Love multiplies her eyes towards the room inhabited by Michael . Because Love does not want a room with Michael, and Love's decision is supported by melina. Michael gives up and allows Love to sleep in a different room.

"why hasn't she slept?" Love hesitated to continue her footsteps towards the kitchen. He silently stared, his eyes looking out around the room, looking for Michael's whereabouts.

"How is this ? my stomach is hungry. What the hell is that guy doing...? until late tonight has not slept either," said Cinta regretfully.

"Well.times bodolah...My stomach is so hungry, I can't take it anymore." Love took her foot into the kitchen.

"Hopefully there's still something I can eat, or I can just cook some more noodles. The noodles I cooked earlier were very tempting, that person who has no feelings... ! I want to eat noodles, it's good that he's playing... !"

Love opened the microwave and saw the meat Michael bought inside.

"Meat.... !"

Love's saliva has melted seeing the meat and fries in the microwave. But he hesitates and is proud to take it, because he has already refused the food offered by Michael.

"How is this ? do I eat, huh? he didn't know I was eating it. And if he shows me this meat, I'd say it must be the cat that eats."

Finally Love took out the meat steak and fries from the microwave and she also made milk for pregnant women who had been prepared by Melina.

Love so enjoy the steak of meat and fries. He had no idea what he was doing to Michael's knowledge. Michael laughed to himself at Love who was so enjoying the food.

From the cctv in the kitchen, Michael can see all the activities of Love.

"So hotheaded," said Michael.

"Remove it, let my son be healthy in there" Michael said.

"Done!" exclaiming Love while rubbing her stomach.

"Son... have you imagined ? now we sleep yes.do not ask for food again," said Love.

Love cleaned up all her food marks, then she went back into the room and did not forget to lock the room door. Because Love didn't want Michael in her room.

"Why am I missing a toothbrush ? ah. Just go to sleep. One day no toothbrush, won't make my teeth break." Love broke her body, and soon her eyes were closed. And his breathing went down slowly, indicating he had already entered into a dream.

Slowly the wall near the closet moved and Michael's head lurked into the room.

"It's very useful to make a secret door" Michael said as he stepped cautiously close to the bed.

As soon as the owner of the room was asleep, Michael climbed into the bed and then lay down his body and pulled Love's body into his arms.

"Like this when you realize, it's good. Don't be angry" Michael said in a whisper.

"I'm sorry" said Michael before going as fast as Love.

Before Love awoke from his sleep, Michael had already left the room of Love and went back to sleep in his room.

Love went down and checked the door of the room and saw the key still hanging in place.

"It's still locked."

"Is it possible that my imagination smells of perfume? it's probable. Maybe baby misses his papa."

Love goes into the bathroom and it does not take long, about fifteen minutes, Love has come out in a fresh state.

"Let's cook baby. Baby must be hungry, right? baby want to eat what?" ask Love as she steps out of the room.

Once out of the room, the fragrant cuisine invites him to quickly step foot into the kitchen.

"How fragrant?" Love is looking for people who cook in the kitchen.

"Where are the people cooking? can't she cook?" ask for love in your heart.

The bathroom door that was in the kitchen opened and exited the middle-aged woman.

"Good morning, madam!" greet the woman.

"Good morning."

"Whose mother?" ask Love.

"I'm a servant sent by the great mistress to serve the young mistress and young master here."

"Oh. Whose mother's name? I Love Mom."

"Call me to Bik Warsih, ma'am."

"Bik Warsih's. Bik, don't call madam, I feel old once called mistress," said Love.

"It's the rule, madam. Madame Melina is greeted with a great mistress, and you are a young mistress. I dare not call the madam with another call."

"Give up" said Love.

"Will she eat?" ask Warsih on Love.

"Later Bik" said Love.

Love comes out of the kitchen. His feet took him out, because last night he couldn't see around the house.

"Very broad."

"If this was a marriage, it was a real marriage. How happy to live here."

"This marriage won't take long, I have to consider this house someone else's house and I'm only here for a while" he rubbed a drop of water into the corner of his eyeball.

From a distance, a body sees Love from the window. Michael's eyes follow every footstep of Love. He saw Love rubbing his eyes.

His heart rippled to see Love rubbing his eyes. He knows, Love is sad. But she could not get to him, Because Love would definitely be angry at her.

In a different place, Sandra is already in her car sliding to where she promises to meet someone she told to spy on Michael. Sandra stopped her car and a man approached her car door.

Sandra opened her car door and the man bowed slightly.

"How's it?" ask Sandra.

"Since last night, the man did not return to his home. Only one car came into the house, it belonged to his parents."

"Continue monitoring, and you're following both parents. Maybe Michael doesn't live with his parents.