Parenting My Ex-husband's Child
CHAPTER 01. Adinda Nurfaida Anhar's

"What did we do last night?"

The voice of the man who had just come to his senses from his sleep boomed all over the hotel room, while the figure of the woman who was with him was just curled up in the corner of the bed.

The man looked at the woman who curled up at a glance, then walked up to pick up her clothes, he ruffled his hair in frustration.

Asia's squinty eyes seemed to think hard, what happened last night with her and the woman that night, she didn't want to be rash she had to choose a clear choice now.

He rubbed his face overgrown with thin bewok making him even more frustrated plus the bangs in his hair were already soaked with sweat from thinking.

The man dressed in his full clothes then walked towards the woman in the bed, the woman wrapped her body in a blanket.

"Did I touch you last night?" ask the man to the woman. "I promise you, I won't do anything, as long as you can tell me the truth."

The frightened woman could only nod, because she and the man had a husband and wife relationship last night.

"I guessed it."

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Darion Arham Dirgantara, is a young doctor who has the rank of an oncologist.

He is the son of a well-known businessman named Refal Argantara and his mother is a neurologist named Gevanya Rianti.

Being born as an only child in a harmonious family does not guarantee inner happiness for Darion himself.

At the age of twenty-eight he was still at home with the status of a virgin, his parents were also confused about the pattern of his son who was approaching the head of three.

"Hello?"

"Stupid?"

Darion jumped in shock, hearing the news that he would be betrothed to the son of his Babah friend.

"Babah Arga, don't joke, even if it's ta'aruf I won't want to, Bah."

Darion belied frutration, his father whom he was familiar with calling Babah had already decided and Darion had to accept.

The more confused Darion's life now, Darion walked packing his medical equipment and then hung the white medical coat on the hanger behind the door of his study.

He needed an outlet now, he walked out of the hospital area, not wanting to linger with the smell of drugs in the midst of a mess.

Darion got into his car and drove it on the streets of the capital, I don't know what that means, but Darion is now approaching a bar.

The clock on his wrist showed at nine p.m., Darion was not a man of disobedience.

His parents' teachings on religion were ingrained in the body, but did not man have a khilaf, and basically God created us in the most perfect form instead of the most perfect priest, so do not be surprised if now Darion is sitting in a chair inside the bar club that night.

Club tonight, a place in the city center, a lot of men are frustrated because of work, household and various things come here, to release the burden while looking for entertainment.

Darion understood well, the best way to release the burden is to ask God, as his Babah teaches, but apparently a superficial conscience is more favourable in this condition so as to make Darion lost.

Darion himself did not dare to drink alcohol in large quantities, because first he was afraid of being drunk, and secondly when he was drunk, other things could happen at that time.

Shortly after Darion sat down, two cans of Radler were carried by waiters presented in front of him, Darion chose to drink Radler only, two cans of Radler with Citrus taste that made Darion just dipped him.

Darion thought Radler's alcohol content wasn't enough to get him drunk, but apparently he was mistaken, five cans already making him intoxicated heavily at the moment.

In this drunken condition, of course, Darion became an easy target for the women of the night looking for prey, some of the women of the night there whispered about Darion.

According to them Darion's face contains a very absolute Korean gene, how not, Darion's face is very oriental just that he has a brew that makes the oriental face a little covered.

As the women of the night tried to tease Darion one by one, a woman came out of a room and held them.

"What's up Aida?"

All the ladies of the night there looked respectfully to, Aida, well the name of the night lady who just came out was Aida.

He was a senior here, Aida looked at the women one by one and gave a sharp glance.

"Cowok it's mine," Aida is possessive, and if this is the case the women of the night who wanted to tease Darion can't do anything.

Aida walked towards Darion, she stared at Darion's already heavily drunk face, Aida did not intend to tease Darion.

"This man must have just vent emotions, not to find a woman of the night, kasian him if trapped," murmured Aida looked at Darion's pity.

Aida thought for a moment, how she secured Darion, wanted to be taken to Aida's boarding house was impossible because what Bu Kost said later saw Aida carrying a foreign man.

Leaving her alone, Aida was worried that Darion would fall prey to the women the night there.

"I know," Aida opened her bag and looked for something. "Thankfully there is still."

Aida seemed to hold a voucher for a stay at a hotel not far from here, she got it last night while serving a man at the hotel.

With great difficulty, Aida ripped the man's body out of the club that night, having no vehicle, Aida was forced to book a taxi.

Arriving in the taxi, the taxi driver seemed to smile at himself seeing Aida with Darion.

"The customer is Mama?"

Aida did not answer, too sensitive a question to ask him, wanted to feel Aida gave an understanding to the man who was taking the role of taxi driver.

Shortly after, the taxi arrived at a hotel, Aida paid for the taxi and returned to the hotel to get Darion's body.

Of course with the gaze of some people there, how can there be drunk women and men if they do nothing, after making a payment system through vouchers, Aida immediately brought Darion into the hotel room.

Aida was going to leave Darion there but, suddenly, Darion's hand pulled her hair and threw Aida into the bed.

"We haven't played a game, baby," Darion mumbled in obscurity from a hangover.

Aida is confused, she knows the code, Aida tries to rebel, although she is a woman of the night, she knows, that actually Darion does not intend to enjoy the woman of the night.

But it was too late, now Darion had mastered the conditions and the rest Aida did not expect this to happen.

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