In 30ths.
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" What? Pregnant?" Exclaimed a surprised middle-aged woman while holding her chest.
"........ ........ ....... " Report someone at the end of the phone call.
" Report whatever happened to me and also. Whatever your way, I want to know immediately who's the father of the baby he's born with." Tell the middle-aged woman who then hangs up her phone call.
The middle-aged woman sat quietly thinking of something.
Confusion and uneasiness struck his heart at this moment.
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" How could I give birth to a child as stupid as her. Mayang pregnant my grandson and Akbar that stupid boy did not marry him immediately? I don't believe this." Nilam was disappointed with Akbar's stupidity that wasted Mayang and also his future grandchildren.
" Dekta, does Akbar know about my return?" Ask Lady Nilam who was sitting in the back bench staring seriously Dekta Spies as well as the confidant of Nilam mistress all this time.
" No madam, all is safely under control." Answer the Decta firmly and confidently but does not diminish its decency.
" Good." Praise Mrs Nilam for the professionalism of Dekta in carrying out every task.
" I want to ask you something." Ask Mistress Nilam who kept looking straight ahead observing the crowded streets.
" What's wrong Madam?" Ask Dekta.
" If you were Akbar what would you do?"
The deg!
Dekta's heart seemed to stop beating now hearing questions that were impossible to ask.
" Yes I will pursue Mayang earnestly. From what I know, Mayang is a strong, independent, and good woman. It's just that he's a little tomboyish and fierce." Answer the Decree as it is according to the facts of the data described.
" Is seedling, bebet, and Mayang weight good?" Ask Lady Nilam again.
Jeduar!!
Like lightning striking through a hole. Dekta felt a little tight in his chest when talking about Mayang's figure even further.
" Good Madam. Very Well. Her grandmother was still in the royal family. Only, his love story is tragic and hindered by blessing. Sorry about madam. Her grandmother, pregnant out of wedlock with a male of foreign noble descent. They're separated, but..." Dekta sighed.
" But What?" Mistress Nilam was curious to the point of opening her sunglasses.
" But the last I got the information if Grandma has been received back in the royal family, so automatically Mayang will also return to Madam royal kinship." The light of the Delta to make Lady Nilam nodded in understanding.
" Will Mayang also return to the kingdom?" Asked Nilam again who further looked, scraping information Mayang who was pregnant with his granddaughter.
" I'm not sure Madam. But, in my opinion, Mayang is not a woman who is crazy about office, status, or property."Answer Dekta who continues to focus on driving his car.
" What about Grandpa's family now?" Ask Lady Nilam again.
" From the information I got. His grandfather had died, but since he had been scrawled from the roster since impregnating Grandma Mayang, he only had a small villa by the lake."
" Oh, okay. Enough, dig even deeper. I want to know the whole ins and outs of the Mayang family."
" Good madam." Dekta.
Why is the world so narrow?
Mayang, why are you also present in the midst of my comfort?
It took me years to write your name.
Aish!! Perforated, Mayang. Again you. The heart of Dekta rumbled remembering Mayang and the ins and outs of his family.
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Akbar walks drunk and drunk after feeling frustrated because Mayang disappeared suddenly and Sulaiman could not trace the whereabouts of Mayang at this time makes Akbar desperate.
For some reason since last time with Mayang, much made Akbar change. Especially when he found out Mayang was pregnant with his child, Akbar like knocking his heart to become a better man for his son and quit the world per-Playboy.
Akbar walked slowly into the apartment and threw his coat and briefcase. The tie has been unraveled and also thrown. Akbar's house is now far from comfortable. Messy with food wrapping garbage and also scattered drink bottles.
" Mayang! you hear that, no one rejects me unless you're ugly!" Akbar chided his wallet.
In Akbar's wallet stored Mayang's actual photo is a photo in the work requirements file that Akbar got from HRD.
Akbar pointed at the photo of Mayang even flicked it a few times with an annoyed facial expression.
" Bab!" Excited Lady Nilam who apparently saw her son's strange behavior earlier.
" God!! Mama?" Seru Akbar who was shocked while holding his chest.
" Mam? Isn't it still abroad?" Akbar asked in surprise.
" Foolish boy, you brat!! Can you usually get drunk, and not look for the existence of my future grandchildren huh?!"
" Play! The plot!" Nilam was furious and beat Akbar with the handle of the bell he had prepared before Akbar's arrival.
" Akbar, Mama is difficult to payang give birth, raise, and provide the best education for you. But you're like this?being loser. Hmh!" Again, Lady Nilam continued to nag and her hands beat Akbar with a duster.
" Pardon Mam, Mam I swear, Akbar has been looking for Mayang. Akbar also wants to marry her. Akbar wants to stop being a playboy!" Seru Akbar defended himself and fended off the blow from mistress Nilam.
" What did you say?" Mistress Nilam laughed listening if Akbar wanted to stop his mischief.
" Mam, Akbar knows Mama is eager to see Akbar become a responsible man. Akbar also knows Mama like this because of his affection with Akbar. But Mam, Mayang is not an easy woman to reach. She's different mam. He didn't whine to get married. She refused to marry me, Mom." Akbar explained.
" Bab!" Madame Nilam yelled at her hair in frustration
" You have to find him anyway. I don't want to lose my granddaughter. You know Mayang is not a simple woman like the one in her job application profile. He still has a bloodline of blue." Said Mistress Nilam who was sitting limp on the sofa while staring at Akbar nanar.
" Ap... What does Mama mean?" Akbar did not understand, now his head was throbbing so much that Akbar was sitting limp on the floor.
" If until there are relatives or members of the kingdom who know if Mayang pregnant out of wedlock, then the risk of Mayang will get torture and also the grandson of Mama threatened to disappear. Mama doesn't want Mama's flesh and blood to be punished sadistically for her parents' stupid behavior." Said Mistress Nilam with her straight eyes without blinking but shedding tears.
" Mom, Seriously?" Akbar gawked in disbelief.
" Mama seriously, asked Dekta for more details." Said Mrs Nilam who then fell silent imagining a no-no that might happen to her future grandchildren.
" Dekta, explain it to me right now!" Akbar snapped at the delta that had stood up to see the drama between mother and son like tom and Jerry.
" Good Mas." Sahut Dekta which then tells all in detail will be the ins and outs of Mayang who comes from blue blood descent.
" Why then are his relatives and family willing to acknowledge him as the grandson of his grandfather? and also his grandmother why is it only now accepted into the kingdom?" Akbar chides Dekta with critical questions.
" Maybe this is part of destiny. More precisely they carry out the will of the oldest that has passed." Answer the short Dekta.
" Gosh!" Akbar patted his eel. The feeling of drunkenness is now changing will feel pain and tightness. He was afraid that his future son would be hit by unwanted bad events.
" Where should I go, Mom? He's hard to track!" Akbar said sighing and pulling his hair in frustration.
"What if we start at the villa." Dekta.
" Crazy? do you know the location?" Akbar asked expectantly who was adorned from the look in his eyes.
" Yes Mas. I know." Answer Dekta with confidence.
" Snap me!" Akbar was stunned just not caring about his messy appearance.
"Wait moreover? Quickly deliver me. I don't want my son-in-law to do anything!"Akbar said emotionally.
" Let's go let Mama persuade Mayang."Said Mistress Nilam who seemed to give a fresh breeze to Akbar. At least, there is something he made shield from Mayang tantrums.
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