One Night One Billion
Chapter 35 - Social Status

Aqila was bowed down with a bad taste to Jeny, who had already considered her as her own sister, and she had already considered her as an older sister.

Jeny rubbed her face rough, she did not expect what she had heard, so all this time the man Aqila had told her who had desecrated her turned out to be her own boss. And now Aqila was pregnant.

Either he would congratulate Aqila or how. Because on the other hand he felt happy because his adopted sister was already fully attached to a rich man, so that Aqila's miserable life might change for the better.

However, on the other hand she felt a little afraid, afraid that Aqila would be wasted after giving birth to the boy, like the dramas she watched.

But looking at the current state of Aqila, which looks quite well-maintained and healthy in these few days, it is likely that Aqila will be taken care of well later.

''Aqila, I am calm because it turns out that the man is Mr Dirga, but how is his family, do they approve of your relationship?''

Jeny's question made Aqila pensive, he even forgot how the family's response from Dirga who was going to marry him. Whether they would agree or not, Aqila simply resigned.

Because the rich will mostly look at the social status of a couple for their children. As for her, it was just a dishwasher girl and an orphan. Compared to Dirga, who everyone knows is the owner of a large company and a fairly famous restaurant where he works.

Realizing the change in Aqila's face, Jenny immediately gave a swipe to Aqila so that her sister could calm down.

''Forgive me Aqila I didn't mean it that way. But I hope they will accept you well.''

Aqila smiled shadyly, she knew Jeny said that just to make herself a little calmer, but her heart could not be lied to if there was a sense of anxiety there.

His hand rubbed spontaneously his flat stomach. If only she wasn't pregnant, she probably wouldn't feel this anxious. But considering that later she will give birth, the child must also have a father.

''Lord, I believe in your will.'' Aqila muttered in her heart.

The sun has risen. Indonesia is quite tropical country makes Dirga a little unfamiliar. At seven in the morning, he felt the sun was already hot, very different in the country where he lived 4 years.

Yes, Dirga is currently on a leisurely walk in the complex park, while looking around because he has long since left his country.

Ahhhh! Dirga sat on the garden chair with sweat soaking her temples. His hand was busy playing his phone, typing in a message that he sent to no one.

However, suddenly there was someone who thrust a bottle of drink at him, and without looking at it, he took it for granted.

''Thank you.'' Dirga was about to unscrew the bottle, but he realized who had given it to him.

Dirga turned to a woman standing next to the chair, a beautiful woman smiling at him.

''Villa?''

''Hay Bi, how are you?''

The woman named Villia was sitting on the other side of the chair. And Dirga shifted his sitting position to the corner of the chair.

''Bi wait!''

Dirga turned his head, staring at the clumsy hand that he immediately pulled again because of the sharp gaze of Dirga's eyes.

''Sorry, '' said Villia.

Villia stood up, and ran to the face of Dirga who turned her back.

''Bi—''

''Mama, or Dirga!'' firmly Dirga yamg like not liked with the call from Villia.

''But first—''

''Oh okay, Dirga!'' he continued because Dirga was ready to leave.

''I want to talk, '' he said slowly. However, Dirga remained silent and did not want to look at him.

''I didn't get married at the time.'' Villia raised her gaze, she looked at Dirga's face which looked even more handsome than before. But dear, Dirga did not look at him at all.

''Forgive me, Dirga.''

Dirga sighed softly, and looking at Villia's bead of eyes, he saw a deep regret for the woman, but really! his heart was not at all torn to care.

''It's Vill, the past let it pass. Don't ever reveal that again. I've forgiven you far from since we split up. Focus on managing your life, I say.''

Dirga stepped away after putting the bottle of drink Villia gave to the garden chair without drinking it.

Villia, the woman of Dirga's past. Another word, Dirga's former lover in college first. They were in a very good relationship before Villia betrothed her parents to others and had to split up with Dirga.

Villia's parents are successful entrepreneurs in Indonesia. Her parents only wanted her son to get a husband who was clearly her social status. Because at that time they knew, Dirga was just a young man who was just happy to look like a delinquent, so they did not know who Dirga really was.

Dirga stepped out of the park. His phone vibrated and a short message came in for his reply.

'I've been drinking milk!'

Dirga's lips smiled reading the reply. And his finger was typing something again to reply to him.

''Bi, why did you change, '' Villia muttered with her eyes constantly staring at the departure of Dirga who was further from her sight.

TBC>>>>>>