IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 31. BIAN GALLON

Until the next morning, Bian just opened his phone. Many messages were also calls from Mary that she had ignored. In the afternoon the heir of Cakra will return to Jakarta, no longer eager to meet the woman he was looking for half dead.

However, feeling she must calm Maria down, Bian contacted the sexy woman.

"Hello, Maria. Sorry, I got sick last night so I didn't turn on my phone. Can we meet this morning at the hotel restaurant where I'm staying?" bian asked in a flat tone.

The spoiled voice instantly pierced Bian's eardrum. Maria's frustration that waited all night became Biantara's breakfast this morning.

"You have the heart, I waited there until finally lazy to go home and stay here, your hotel too," said the woman ayu across the street.

"sorry. Let's have breakfast downstairs," Bian asked again and closed the call before Maria answered.

The next ten minutes, the two people who had loved each other and even longed for, were still involved with their respective minds. Bian is very hungry because since last night no food entered his stomach.

"Dian!" call Mary, start being bullied because her man is cool himself.

"I'm so hungry. We're talking after this" Bian said, not looking in the direction of the opposite sex.

Maria's frustration grew when Beatrice's grandson chatted with Chris about the company.

"With me reluctant to talk but if the same assistant even long said the word. How the hell are you?" decak Maria, slamming the cutlery until the clanking sound.

A few eyes looked at the woman. A trivial look is offered to the owner of ayu's face.

"Dian!" call him with a slightly raised tone.

Cakra's heir, ends the conversation with Chris and begins serving Maria.

"What's your decision?" ask Bian directly.

"Should I wear a hijab? and pretend to be Malya, is that it? didn't you say that Meeza was smart and would recognize me easily?" freddy Maria, don't want to give up so easily.

"Meeza will recognize you but Beatrice's grandmother may not, she needs time. You want to try it?" challenge Bian.

Maria nodded quickly. He was curious about the little boy he said was smart.

"Mary, give me some time, okay? it feels like something is wrong" Bian said as he placed his spoon on the side of the plate.

"What do you mean?" search Maria.

"I failed to recognize my feelings. Give me a minute, okay? if you want to try to get into the scope of Meeza, please visit the Mansion when grandma is not there. I'll keep you company" Bian said again.

His heart was doubtful, Malya's shadow was still imprinted while the eyes still saw Mary as the woman he loved even though half the heart seemed reluctant to acknowledge the taste.

The conversation between them was finally over, although Maria seemed unhappy but Bian was adamant about the original decision.

"I'm home. I hope, you slowly change better, Meeza is used to seeing her mother close the aurat. If your identity is finally revealed, Meeza will not oppose frontally" Bian said before rising up.

Maria Sawyer was increasingly seen as arrogant by Bian's decision. But he will try to approach the Horizon family through Meeza.

That afternoon Beatrice's golden granddaughter left Bandung ahead of her predicted schedule to return home.

The goal of the widower is to go directly to the place where Malya lives, although Roby did not give a clear address to his ex-wife.

Arriving at the Greenland paradise, Bian swallowed disappointed.

Biantara was even surprised to find his former in-laws in the unit. It is only fitting that when Chris was assigned to monitor the in-laws, the assistant said he lost track.

"Well, is Mom's dad here?" bian asked astonished when Mardiah opened the door, saw Haji Syakur in the middle room.

Meeza's biological father follows the direction of the former in-laws even though his heart is now restless. He was worried about being blamed for this.

Malya did not understand her desire even though many times Mardiah knocked on the door of the room. Haji Syakur then asked Bian to sit in the living room of Malya's apartment.

"What is Nak Bian coming here to discuss?" ask the father.

"I just want to see Malya's condition" Bian replied straightforwardly.

Haji Syakur smiled. Maybe he was about to say longing but failed to recognize himself.

"Malya is good, Alhamdulillah. He didn't see anyone but Mahram" explained the father again.

Biantara just looked down. Understand the habits of his ex-wife. Niatan's meeting Malya is actually gray. He just wanted to see that face.

"Okay dad, I'll just go home then. My greetings to her and this is Malya's favorite, may she just hate me not my gift" Bian said again, leaving a lot of things on the sofa.

Mardiah, sitting next to Bian was curious what the son-in-law brought for his daughter.

Smile painted on the face of twilight, that Bian apparently understood the favorite of the child. "Son Bian, you know Malya's favorite?"

"While silent and indifferent to him, I know all the habits of my wife, Mom. Sorry if my attitude does not reflect my duties and responsibilities as a husband. I'm too immersed in the past, Dad. Want to fix this all but it seems difficult," said Bian lowered his head.

Haji Syakur understood, the murmur of their household ever since Malya recounted the outline of her disappearing self and becoming Cakra's young mistress.

"Effort with perseverance. Embedded paper will not return smoothly without a trace of tangles. It will leave a mark. All proven through action, do not forget to seduce God so that Nak Bian's steps are easy. However, if one day Alya refuses to return, I hope Nak Bian is breastfed," the message of the older man who is better in the pronunciation of words.

Biantara nodded faintly. His expectations were slim given all the harsh treatment. He also left from there.

While going down the elevator, he meets Roby.

"Young master, what are you doing here?" ask the assistant.

"You know my purpose isn't. Roby, don't hold Malya too tight, afraid you might unknowingly hurt her" the CEO said.

"One who is free has the right to choose whom he likes, young master. You're not one of those types of men, if you've thrown it away and picked it back, right?" reply Roby.

"You dare me?" furious Bian, got a signal that the business approaching Malya will be blocked Roby.

"If I'm right and proper, it will last, sir" Brandon said.

Bian no longer replied to the young man, he chose to go into the elevator and then leave the building to somewhere.

"Hello, Buddy, I'm going to your office right now. Not bothering you, is it?" bian asked when he had arrived in the basement to go to his car.

"No. How could my cousin's arrival be such a nuisance? come here" said a man across.

"OKAY. I'm going there now, thanks," said Cakrawala.

Toyota FT86 glides fast, blending with the congested streets of Jakarta. Spending time with similar vehicles conquers congestion.

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