MySam
After Marriage

Days change, months change. It seems like everything is too big without a sign.

All passed so quickly, producing warm memories that need to be stored in the heart.

Graduating from marketing major with Cum Laude predicate makes Maya get various recommendations in several Advertising companies or large companies in other fields.

The pace of the shoe is getting faster as possible. Ignoring the sweat that skates slowly past the temples. His two eyes glanced at the circular watch on his wrist restlessly.

Damn it, the bike had to make a stop at the workshop. Today Maya has a job interview and it's a pity if Maya has to be late and eliminate this opportunity just because her matic motorbike has to stay overnight while in the workshop.

Maybe if Sam existed, Maya's life wouldn't look this sad.

It's been almost eight months since he and Sam lost contact, without contacting each other. Actually a few months after their separation Sam still visit Maya's house, just ask the news of the girl through Siska the mother but Maya still does not want to see her former boss. He just looked through the window of the room, looking at the pusar Samuel who was walking unsteadily towards his black sedan.

Maya gets off the taxi right in front of a big company, allowing for a short shoulder-length hair, tidying up the work clothes she was wearing, a little minimal indeed but not impressed too vulgar. Maya exhales for a while before finally entering the main door of the office.

Entering this new office reminds him when he first interned at Sam's office, Ah. Hopefully the leader here is a woman, Maya inner.

"Sorry sis, applicants who want to interview should see who?" ask Maya now towards the beautiful receptionist who was busy making phone calls at the time.

"Just go to the HRD room on the second floor."

Maya nods and smiles to thank the receptionist girl.

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"Welcome your first interview successfully, tomorrow please come back in the second session."

Said the head of HRD, a fat-bodied bald man. Maya returned the hand of the head of HRD and smiled happily, slightly nodded politely and then said goodbye to the HRD.

The smile now re-curled, establishing itself for the next interview.

Maya exits one of the largest property companies in Jakarta, waiting for a passing taxi. "Am I looking for ojol?" think Maya. Shortly thereafter the girl took out her mobile phone from her bag, made an online motorcycle transaction and fortunately she soon got the driver of her motorcycle online.

Without Maya knowing, there is a pair of eyes watching her from a distance, cekrek. Mystery man.

"Hello yes sir.. I get what you asked for ____ ready sir I will send to your office as soon as___ yes sir, okay..."

He disconnects his cell call, then drives his black sedan away from where Maya was standing.

***

Samuel

Passing through her marriage with Martha that did not feel almost eight months. Still just as it feels so cold, Sam is happier with his job. Spending the rest of the night in the office, by morning he returned to his mansion. Just continue to sleep and take a bath and breakfast that is always prepared by the aunt.

For some reason Samuel could not get tired of Martha, not even Martha's bulging stomach could change Sam's feelings for the girl.

During this marriage Samuel never slept in one bed with Martha. Many times Martha whined that Samuel would sleep with her but there was always a reason for Samuel to refuse.

"Sam.. tonight you sleep with me. I'm your wife Sam." whined Martha this time.

Samuel was still unmoved, staring straight at his thin laptop screen. Trying to find busy with all the office work. Martha now clucked in annoyance, beginning to sit on Samuel's lap. A little pushy indeed, to make Sam hiss slowly. Releasing the glasses that had been perched perfectly on Sam's nose.

"Can't Tha, you sleep alone."

"Why the hell is Sam? because of your former assistant, huh?"

"Sam, you've been broken up for almost eight months and you've been my husband. Why is that village girl still bothering you?!"

Martha shouted back, venting her frustration.

"We're married and you don't touch me at all, I am your wife Sam, I am .. not her...!!" peeking Martha, this time made Samuel feel guilty. "Sorry Tha, I can't. I would love that child if he was born later, but to act like a husband to you... and you know it from the beginning." replied Sam, grabbing Martha's shoulder and rubbing her slowly.

Sam is now out of his room, carrying his laptop and flat phone. Trying to calm himself back in his indoor pool.

Martha just cried restraint, wanting him to rebel. Hit Sam's body mercilessly, but he remembered the child in his womb.

Of course not Samuel's son, the man never touched Martha in the least. She shut the secret child she was carrying right now, Harris was the seed planter in Martha's stomach.

When the girl first finds out she is pregnant, Martha is thrilled that Sam will not be suspicious about her fake pregnancy just yet.

Martha asks Harris to shut up and forbid interrupting her marriage to Sam. Martha thought Sam would change, little by little would love her but reality speaks another way. Samuel still didn't care about him. Even after the child was born, Sam insisted on divorcing Martha.

"Damn you Sam...!!!" erang Martha was upset, again he threw the origin of all the objects that were nearby. The girl now walked out of the bedroom door, knocked her heels rudely and was seen leaving Samuel's mansion. "To the mansion om Harris, hurry!!" Martha's orders to her personal driver. The driver just nodded his head without saying much, pressing the gas the car left Samuel's mansion.

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Martha looks out of the car, "Remember, you have to keep your mouth shut as usual!!" threatening Martha, her personal driver just nodded obediently without much to refute her employer's remarks.

"You wait here until I get out" Martha said again and again the driver only complied.

Ting tong's...

Irritatedly Martha pushed the doorbell of Harris's house, until a maid Harris walked in to open the door. "Eh non Martha..."

"Om Harris is there a bik?"

"Yes non, sir is in the room." replied the aunt. Without saying much more Martha stomped her feet towards Harris's room, opening the door knobs violently.

"Dear you why? that's grumpy. What's up?"

"I was sprained by Samuel." Now the girl threw her body on Harris' bed.

"Be careful dong Tha, our son can be shocked ntar." Harris tried to calm Martha down, stroking the girl's shoulder gently.

She stroked Martha's hair softly, and landed her little kiss on both of Martha's cheeks. "Why is Harris still good with Tha?"

"Because you're the mother of my dear son."

"Why is it still good, when I married Sam and this child I confess as his son."

Harris smiled, gently stroking Martha's cheeks which now look more contained. "Because I love you dear, I know your body is only mine and just wants my touch." Harris hugged Martha. "You're the only one who's not aware of it yet, and I'll be waiting for you to realize it's baby." continued Harris.

"I'm hungry, are we eating out?" Now Harris looked at Martha's bead, stroking Martha's cheek gently again.

Martha nodded slowly, now she had started to calm down. Harris grabbed the girl's fingers and held Martha tightly, going down a few steps to the end of the mansion door.

"Take my car, your driver will rest inside." said Harris, Martha nodded in agreement, approaching her private driver who was asleep at the time. "Sir Mail just wait inside, I want to go out first. Watch out not to go anywhere." said Martha who only answered a nod from the man.

Now Harris' Jeep Wrangler is slowly coming out of his yard, speeding slowly towards the city center.

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Martha dismounted from the white Jeep Wrangler, with Harris standing by Martha's side, holding her hand.

They look very familiar, once in a while Harris landed a kiss on Martha's forehead and stroked the girl's belly, a small kiss once in a while Harris landed into Martha's distended stomach.

A pair of eyes now suddenly faded sharply, as if not believing what he had just seen. He quickly gets out of his car, following Martha and Harris. "What are you doing with that doctor Tha?" he is now monologuing slowly.

to be continue....