
After Mokey left the restaurant, Marwan stared intently at his only son.
“Remember this the last Eko. Father will not help you anymore, all the property that father and mother have made over the years is now drained out of your gambling debts. Now mom and dad still have to pay off the house debt you pawned. Please allow father and mother to rest in peace in our old age. After today, I'll never give you another dime. Mr. Morgan gave you a job at the warehouse where Dad worked. You will replace my father working there,” Marwan took a deep breath and then threw out his breath in unison. It was as if he was taking off the burden that was on his shoulders.
“How about dad's job?” sela Eko's.
“Daddy is old, father will return to work at the host house until the father's energy weakens. Dad should return his good favor for the rest of his life,” said Marwan sound resigned.
Hearing her husband's words, Sukma bowed weakly as if to regret all his actions.
“Daddy take it easy, Eko will return the home certificate to father's hands as soon as possible. Eko will work harder. Eko promise will not trouble you again,” with a strong determination Eko looked at father and then his mother. He intends to live better. Then he was in his mind about the mother's words just now. Selvie's pregnant?
After a moment of silence, Eko ventured to ask.
“Bu, is Miss Selvie really pregnant?”
Sukma looked at his son's face. “Why talk about that liar woman again? I don't want to talk about it. I do not believe a single word that comes out of the woman's mouth,” said Sukma who did not feel confident about Selvie's pregnancy. Since Morgan himself denies that he and Selvie ever had sex, their fake marriage Morgan never touched the woman.
Unsatisfied with the mother's answer, a thousand curious Eko rose from his chair.
“Bu, I have important business today. I have to meet someone,” said Eko as he walked out of the restaurant.
Outside the diner Eko grabbed a cell phone from her shirt pocket. He immediately contacted Selvie.
“What's up?” without waiting for long Selvie's voice had already answered his call in a flat tone.
“You, you pregnant?” spontaneous questions that just come out of the mouth of the eco.
Selvie did not answer Eko's question for a while, making Eko have to repeat the question again. “Are you pregnant? Answer me!”
“Where did you hear that?” Selvie asked back.
“From mom, it's true you're pregnant right. That's my son!” eko's intercession which certainly made Selvie speechless. I don't know what that woman felt. Then came the laughing voice of Selvie.
“Haha. Who said I was pregnant? Pregnant your child? Don't dream?” said Selvie restrained. “already, don't bother me first. I'm gonna take a shower. Don't ever call me like this. I'll call you if I need to,” Selvie said then disconnected the phone call.
“Ha hello,” Eko is still about to ask a question but Selvie disconnected tone is heard from her phone.
To be more convincing, Eko intends to meet with Selvie. But since it was already night, he had to be patient waiting until tomorrow. There was a lot he wanted to make sure of the woman. Of course not by phone, he had to make sure directly.
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Meanwhile, at the Milano family residence, after hanging up Eko's phone call. Another phone call went to Selvie's phone.
“Princess Pak Hutaman in 2 days will be married. You and Morgan's invitation you've already received? I hope you and Morgan can attend the big event. Mr. Hutaman was a father's business partner and many other great entrepreneurs were present there. This is a great opportunity for our family. Remember, come with your husband! Don't disappoint dad!”
“Ta but dad?”
Without hearing the stale talk of selvie the father had hung up his phone call.
“How do I get Morgan to go there? Looking at my face alone he doesn't want to,” muttered Selvie in his heart.
His right hand then felt his stomach still flat. The fetus inside her stomach grew bigger and bigger. He must think of a solution immediately. Morgan's dead man turned down the fetus in the belly of that child of his. And if a DNA test is done, it will be discovered that the child is not Morgan's child.
Selvie then walks out into Morgan's study. She looked for her husband there but the room was empty. He walked towards the usual guest room door at Utari and Miracle. The last few weeks Morgan slept there, hopefully he was there.
Just as Selvie was about to knock on the door of the room, Morgan came out from the inside making Selvie undo his intentions while glued as Morgan was looking at him sharply.
“How many times have I told you to never appear before me? I've asked you to leave here, go back to your parents' house,” said Morgan sarcas accompanied by a piercing cold gaze.
“Mas, I,” Selvie thought the right reason was appropriate for Morgan to come out with her. “There is a wedding invitation from Pak Hutaman's daughter. After that day I will leave this house, after that day I can announce our divorce. But mas, can we come together as husband and wife for the last time there?” ask Selvie while pleading.
Morgan's forehead puckered, he seemed to be examining something in his mind.
“If I wanted to I could go alone, you wouldn't have to take the hard part of being my wife again. Wh why? Your father asked for it? Haha, definitely because your father still has to stand up from behind the big name Milano to snatch his greed. Not enough company kids he took from me?”
“It's not like that mas, I just want to be with mas one last time. I have nothing to do with dad,” Selvie said.
“Keep out from before me. I'm sick of seeing your face,” said Morgan firmly and clearly then walked past Selvie just like that towards the exit.
“Mas, please come with me,” pinta Selvie while continuing to run small towards the exit. “Mas, I beg.”
When he arrived on the porch, Morgan got into the car. He was not given the chance to be around her.
At that time Selvie could only stand staring at Morgan's car that passed quickly leaving the yard of the house. With a feeling of despair, disappointment, and anger Selvie clenched her fingers tightly. There was an evil thought in his mind.
“If I can't get you, then whoever it is can't get you! You must die! I can continue to bear the name of Miss Milano, the child in my stomach will still be the successor to the Milano group. I must kill you so that the disgrace in my stomach can continue to live.”
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