
Three days in Jogja and completing his mission, the newlyweds returned to Jakarta on a morning flight. Some of the bodyguards seemed busy pushing her suitcase, as well as the employer. Fortunately, both of their employers are not people who like to shop until only the initial items that relax bring. It means the employer is not troublesome at all.
Milea walked gracefully beside her husband. The casual clothes they wear today make the faces of both look young and fresh. Moreover, Milea deliberately set up a white outfit couple for them. Who can deny them both? even many eyes were stunned staring at the compact young couple with black eyes and walking hand in hand.
"Jose...stop son!!!" Shouted a woman with sexy makeup chasing after the boy. But the boy did not stop, but ran to hit Rafael's feet and fell backward. Sigh, Rafael helped him up.
"Hi hotshot..are you okay?" the question is soft on the child who is still rubbing his eyes, funny. Rafael stroked the boy's head affectionately.
"You....Raphael." Even the first person to look at the woman in front of him for calling her husband's name.Sontak Rafael raised his glasses, making sure his view is not wrong.
"Shane??" Milly was even more shocked when her husband called her name back. Apparently they already know each other.
"Hhhh, it's good to see you again Raf. How are you?" and without being prevented, Shane had embraced Rafael's sturdy body. The thing that makes Milly in disbelief is when Rafael also hugged the woman named Shane tightly. They continued to talk regardless of Milea standing there. But the most interesting thing for Milea is Jose's face. The child is very similar. Yes, with just a glance everyone will know if the child is similar to Rafael Hutama. Milea's heart throbbed pain. What possible....Rafael and Shane have been in a close relationship and have children?? Just thinking about it made Milea's head dizzy.
"Ohh hi..how are you all?" greet the woman is friendly. The guards answered. Again and again their reaction left Milea dumbfounded.
"We're good Miss Shane." They know the woman very well, and vice versa. Now Milea's gaze turned to Yura as if trying to find out. But Yura chose silence and pretended not to know.
"Mas, is it still a long time?" Lirih Milly by Rafael's ear. An unpleasant taste penetrated his heart that looks stupid and seems to be a bothersome fly. Rafael had even crouched down to hold the three-year-old boy named Jose very happily.
"Hmmmm.wait a minute." he said and then returned engrossed in talking and laughing widely with Jose and his mother.
Minutes of waiting, in fact the three people had no intention of separating. Their themes are very many and varied to continue to be fun to chat. Yura and their bodyguards were still standing waiting like her. Milea felt neglected.
"Mrs...where are you going?" Yura stopped Milea's long steps swiftly.
" I'll go home first. Can you see if I'm tired of waiting?" Yura nodded in understanding. But the beautiful assistant kept trying to hold off Milea who was about to leave from there.
"Do you know who Shane is?" Yura remained silent. It's not her right to tell Milea who Shane is even though she knows everything about Rafael and his family.
"Well if you don't want to answer." Milea continued to step up followed by Yura who continued to persuade her endlessly until the girl stopped the taxi and boarded it.
"Thank you for your explanation Yura. I promise I'm not going anywhere. I'll go straight home. My body is tired." Milea was about to turn around when she saw Yura wiping her tears quickly. As Milly looked at her for longer, her husband's beautiful assistant instead tried to smile to cover up her grief. But her red eyes couldn't lie to Milea's watchful eyes if she had just cried.
"Why are you crying Yura?" Milea approached him but Yura hurriedly lowered her head.
"Did it have anything to do with that woman named Shania?" suck Milly. Not usually an Ayura Moraima shows sadness on his face, even to the point of crying in public.
"I'm sorry madam. I just remember the movie scene I saw last night." she replied reasoned.
"We need to talk to Yura."
"But lady...."
"Nothing but. Comewithme!!!" Milea immediately pulled Yura's arm and forced her into the car. Before the assistant had time to do more, Milea had already locked the car automatically and run it, leaving their driver in the airport lobby.
"The lady you're doing is not right." yura scoffed at trying to stop Milea's forced treatment of her.
"Until this second I am still the wife of your master Yura. Please respect me and obey." And after that Yura just kept quiet while occasionally wiping her tears. Milea was getting more agitated because of it. What caused Yura to be like that.
The car Milea was driving stopped at a cafe near her campus first. It's a long way from home, but Milly feels comfortable there. The atmosphere of a cafe that is not so crowded with good privacy care makes visitors feel at home there. Milea invites Yura to take her place on the left side.
"Now tell me why you're crying Yura." Milea who had just ordered food and drinks stared intently at Yura.
"There is no mistress. I just..."
"Stop called me Miss Yura. We're just the two of us. Forget about our relationship because I already consider you a friend." Milea asserted as she clasped Yura's fingers firmly.
"Friend? since when?" lirih Yura but can be heard clearly by Milea.
"Since I've made peace with you."