
Two weeks ago, both were in Paris and Maya really enjoyed their days in the romantic city. Sam often invites Maya to visit various places in the city. Starting from the eifel tower of course, cafes, cafes, boutique owned by famous designers from Paris, namely Christian Dior to Yves Saint Laurent and not to forget they visited the most famous art gallery museum in the world, the Louvre Museum.
Famous for its iconic glass pyramid, the museum has many valuable works of art and the Louvre museum is one of the best museums in Paris. One of the famous collections of this museum is the Monalisa painting of the legendary painter Leonardo Da Vinci.
Maya was very excited when Sam took her around the museum, she was even willing to queue with other visitors. Maya even refuses when Sam offers to buy a ticket with priority access. According to Maya, it would be more fun if they both joined the other group of visitors, and Sam certainly followed whatever Maya wanted.
The girl was happy to sit on the balcony of the apartment with Sam, enjoying the evening sun with a glass of warm latte and cake they bought at the pastry shops along the way.
Maya can even feel the sensation of snow from the balcony of the apartment. This was the first time Maya saw and felt snow directly.
"You know what, honey? When I was a child, I wanted to see and touch the snow directly. And I think it's good to have snow in a glass and then doused with syrup, hehehehe.." Maya recalls what she felt in her childhood.
And Samuel could only chuckle, ruffling the tops of his wife's heads with anxiety. Maya can always make the man laugh when talking together. "If we had met since we were both children, dear.." replied Samuel with a still-expanding laugh.
Actually, just sitting together hugging each other like this has made Maya happy, the girl always enjoys the togetherness of both. In fact, you could say the Maya prefer to spend their time in Paris by sitting alone in the city park or cafe that has a beautiful view. Compared to if Sam took her shopping in the famous boutique or in the shopping center of the city.
As it stands, the two are seen enjoying their time on the balcony of Samuel's apartment while looking at the haughty eifel tower that looks towering.
"You happy, honey?"
"Rubber, Sam.... I'm so happy with you." Maya further tightened her arm circles around Samuel's waist. Dissipated her face into the chest of her husband's field.
"Sam.. was mama and also mama Anita call nanya in our news, and....." Maya hung up her sentence for a moment.
"Looks...."
"What does it look like, baby?"
"It seems that they want to quickly have a granddaughter, Sam," with a little wiry Maya replied. Her usual beautiful face that looked full of spirit was now suddenly a little pale.
In contrast to Samuel, the man only smiled faintly, further tightening his embrace. Sam's little kiss frequently swept across Maya's entire face and head.
"Why would they want to get our granddaughter, my wife?"
"I'm scared, Sam.." Maya's great-grandson.
This time Sam slightly distanced his body from Maya, staring in his wife's black iris.
"Fearful? What are you afraid of?"
Sam looked fixedly at Maya's face, gently stroking the girl's black hair.
"I'm afraid to disappoint them. What if we have a hard time getting a baby, Sam?"
"Honey. I will always love you for who you are. And mom will never blame you or us." Sam paused for a moment, stroked his cheek gently again and tucked behind his ear, his wife's hair-dancing child in the wind that afternoon.
"Our wedding hasn't been a month yet, baby...." Sam continued his words.
"But, Sam....."
"Hustt...." Sam quickly pointed his index finger at the end of Maya's lips.
"Don't go on, it's just your fear."
Maya nodded slowly, again tightening her arms around Samuel's waist and getting more comfortable rubbing one side of her face into her husband's field shoulder.
"How about we go back to making our baby candidates, hhmm...?" whispered Sam naughty.
"Suami. That was twice..." Maya screeched with a blushing face, slightly glaring furiously at Samuel. And Samuel just laughed amusedly at the embarrassed face of his wife.
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Meanwhile, in Jakarta, in a room in the city there was a man in convict clothes talking seriously with a beautiful girl.
"How are you, El?"
"Lo don't see what I'm doing right now, huh...!?" Elano slightly snapped with an indifferent face and was a little furious.
For nearly three months, the man has been in prison. Although the lawyer and his family not infrequently mengesuknya still Elano can not stand life behind the bars.
"Why are you being rude to me, El?" Freya's expression now looked sad.
"You want what to come here, huh!? want some money?!" ketus Elano's.
"I'm pregnant, El...."
Spontaneously made Elano speechless, a startled expression now clearly visible on the man's brown bead of eyes.
"It's not my son, is it, Fe...?"
"What do you mean, El? All this time I've been doing it just like you."
"Crazy lo, Fe.... You know I'm in jail already three months, huh...!!"
"And I'm two months pregnant." Freya replied with a slightly loud tone.
"I didn't want this kid at first either, but I was afraid to drop him, El. I also hesitate to tell you the truth." With a little sobbing finally Freya said what she had been trying to cover.
"There's no way that's my son, can you sleep with a guy other than me." Elano grieved, looking down on Freya.
"I'm not that low, Elano!"
"I do just the same to you, El."
Freya tried to grab Elano's fingers but quickly the man dismissed her rudely.
"Okay, how much Fe, huh....?!!"
"Elano....!!!" freya shouted, her eyes now felt pushy. As if he could no longer shed the tears that were about to break out.
"This is your son, Elano Wijaya. And I want you to take responsibility. I beg you, El.." his voice is getting heavier.
"I'll wait for you to get out of jail. But I beg you to promise to acknowledge and take responsibility, El...." This time Freya's face was getting weaker, her tears could no longer stand.
Brakkkk.....!!
Elano kicked the table very hard, making Freya a little surprised.
"Huh....!! don't get around to letting out those crocodile tears, Fe. I know who you are." Elano pointed his index finger towards Freya, right in front of the girl's face.
"Gue will never take any responsibility for that child. Until whenever, Lo denger it, huh....!!" elano snapped, before long the man stepped away from Freya who was still down with tears streaming down his cheeks.
Elano walked back into the room indignantly. Hasn't he been imprisoned enough and now suddenly, Freya admits her child's pregnancy? inner Elano was upset.
Freya's past close to many men makes Elano not easily just believe all Freya's words.
That's not my son ! thought Elano again, he again convinced the thought.
Fuck..... !! Shit.....!!! mumbling again.
To be continue.....