Pursuing Love Om Duda
Expelled

"Assalamualaikum, Mah." Gibran said, bringing Tasya into the house with King who had fallen asleep in the stroller.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," said someone from the direction of the living room. Then not long after a middle-aged woman similar to Gibran appeared.

"Well, bring a guest?" The woman looked at Tasya.

"Hello, Aunt. I'm Tasya." Sapa Tasya grabbed Mamah Gibran's hand and kissed him gently.

"Well, so this is Tasya you said, Ran? Pretty, really bule." Momah Gibran stared at Tasya with sparkling eyes. "Call me Mom Gigi, not Auntie."

"Eh, but Tan...."

"Udah, look at Mamah. Tar Mamah is crashing again." Cut Gibran while clutching Tasya's slender waist.

"Yes, Mum." Pasrah Tasya who managed to develop a smile on the face of Mamah Gigi. Then the middle-aged woman's gaze was directed at King.

"This is your son, right? Oh my, the clutter. Mama wants a sling can ya? I'm not sure we're bothering him. I can't wait to get carried away with it." Exclaim Mamah Gigi feel anxious with the puffer.

"Could it, Mah."

With the spirit of Mamah Gigi raised King in his arms. King who felt his sleep disturbed also began to whine. "Cup cup cup... Sorry Oma woke you up? Just bring Tasya in, Ran." Mama Gigi immediately brought King inside. Peeping King's puffed cheek in dismay.

"Related, Honey. Mamah emang rame his person, most seneng same little boy. That's why I want to get married. Well, even if I want to." Gibran looked at Tasya. Following the footsteps of the mother.

"Pantes lo is cool, Mamah lo is also cool." Praise Tasya with a big smile. Gibran who heard that laughed crisply.

"Eh, whose son is this, Gi? Very handsome." Exclaimed a middle-aged woman who was quite similar to Mamah Gigi.

"Prospective grandson, Ma'am. Well if the same Gibran is a potential ghost. His name is Tasya. And Tasya, this is Gibran's mother. Call me Mother Aira." Mama Gigi replied so excitedly.

"Halo Bun, I'm Tasya." Tasya grabbed the hand of Mother Aira and kissed her. Mother Aira also smiled kindly.

"Okay, it's so good that you Gi has been brought by a prospective ghost. Different from Alex, boro-boro would-be ghost, the nose of a girl he never brought." Said Mother Aira who managed to make Tasya shocked.

"This is Alex's mother, right?" Whisper Tasya to Gibran.

"Yes, it looks like my Mom, right?"

Tasya nodded slowly while looking at Mother Aira who had been watching King ever since.

Geez, King finally met his grandmother. How would he react if he knew the King was his grandson? Thought Tasya.

"Kayak looks like Alex, huh, Gi? It looks a lot like Alex fits small." Said Mommy Aira rubbing the cheeks cubby King. Suddenly Tasya who heard that was shocked and immediately glanced at Gibran.

Does Gibran know who King's father is? Why is he not at all concerned. Bizarrely.

"Rubbu...." King raised both his hands towards Mother Aira. And that caught Tasya's attention.

"Eh, ask in the car with Grandma huh? Here and there, it's so jolly." Said Mommy Aira took King from the sling Mamah Gigi. "So snot fit sling Alex first. Huh, I don't know when he's gonna bring a ghost home. I also want to have grandchildren."

"Ran, take a seat dong Tasyanya. How do you stand up in the morning? Tar Mamah told Bibik to have a drink first huh?" Said Mamah Gigi who went straight to the kitchen.

"Sit, Yes."

"OK." Tasya also chose to sit in front of Mother Aira. Staring at the King who looked happy and kept shouting cheerfully. While Gibran sat next to his mother while leaning back casually. Pinching gaunt King's cheeks.

"How old is he?" Ask Mother Aira to look at Tasya.

"Six months, Bun."

"Well, pantes are pinter. Whose name?"

"Kingsley's."

"Call him King? It fits his name."

"Where does Bun fit me to be Papa King?" Tanya Gibran played both eyebrows.

"Suitable, but you're tough. Just be careful if King is taught macem-macem, Mother of your nits." Answer Mother Aira. Tasya who heard that smiled wryly.

"Look, King would be a good boy if I were, Bun. Isn't it Boy?"

"Assalamualaik." Say someone who catches everyone's attention.

"Getishalight."

And immediately Tasya's eyes widened when he saw Alex's arrival. Likewise with Alex, he was also shocked to see the existence of Tasya there. Then the man's gaze was fixed on King who was still held by his mother.

"Totally long, Lex." The protest of Mother Aira looked at her son.

"Sorry, there was a business for a while. Take Wilona home, too." Alex sat on the couch. The man's eyes were still fixed on King.

"Look, Lex. It's really gaunt, isn't it? Mama also wants something like this. You don't feel like he looks like you fit a baby?" Mommy Aira said without hesitation or fear of offending Tasya.

Alex who heard that looked directly at Taysa. The one in the face also looks nervous.

"Eh, have you come to Lex?" Mama Gigi who just appeared was sitting next to Tasya. I looked at Alex with a big smile.

Then soon Bibik appeared with a tray in his hand. And put that on the table. "Thank you, Bik." Say Mama Gigi sincerely.

"Together, His." Reply to Bibik who went straight from there.

King began to fidget and fuss, the baby's eyes kept on Tasya. King also kept rubbing his eyes. Of course, it is the center of everyone's attention.

"I think he's sleepy. Not sleeping yet?" Ask Mother Aira to Tasya.

"So I went to sleep, I interrupted. I don't think he's sleeping." Mama Gigi looked at King Piba.

"You took him first, yes. In the guest room, let him sleep on the bed. Cassian." Imbuh Mama Gigi's.

"May too, Ma. King emang prefers the fall." Sahut Tasya approached his little son. Then carrying the King who continued to whine. "Yes, Honey. We're booby?" Tasya kissed King. And that's not out of Alex's sight.

"Yuk, ma'am take you." Take a Tooth Mama. Tasya nodded and followed the middle-aged woman.

"Mama close the door, okay?" Tawar Mamah Gigi when Tasya was already in the guest room.

"Yes, Mah. Thanks, Ma." Reply Tasya.

"Together." Mama Gigi said that immediately closed the room door.

King began to cry and continued to pull Tasya's clothes as if asking Tasya to suckle him immediately. "Patience, dear." Tasya unbuttoned her shirt and began breastfeeding the baby padlock. King looked so greedy, making Tasya smile amusedly.

"Well, Mommy's son?" Tasya wiped away the traces of King's tears. The adorable baby began to close his eyes as he was already very sleepy. But the little hand kept moving touching Mommy's face. Tasya clasped the tiny hand, smelling it with anxiety. "Mommy dear King."

Not long after, Alex is seen coming into the room. The man closed and locked the door. Tasya who saw that instantly panicked and reflexively closed his precious asset. "Did you come here?" Tasya quickly pulled his shirt back. Lucky King was asleep.

"Gw just wanted to see King, yeah." Alex is approaching the bed.

Carefully Tasya got out of bed.

"Gi don't know how either, you'll know I'll love him again." Annoyed Tasya held her voice so as not to disturb her little son's sleep.

Alex looked at Tasya's goal. "So you'll give me permission to deket same King?"

Tasya was silent at Alex's question. There's a sense of unwillingness if King is close to Alex. Maybe Tasya was afraid Alex would take King away from him.

"Gw sure you won't give permission, right? So this is the only way I can see him from the deck." Alex sat on the lip of the bed. Staring at the sleeping King with a mouth that kept moving comically.

"Please, I don't want anyone to misunderstand me if they see us here." Tasya looked at Alex expectantly.

"So soon, Yes." Alex smiled as he saw King smiling in his sleep. Tasya who saw that was speechless anymore.

Alex moved slowly and half-lying down. Tilting his body towards King, looking at his son's face up close. "Daddy is sorry." Alex kissed King's forehead long enough.

Tasya who saw that felt touched. Unknowingly her tears were dripping. "Now you're just waking up huh? If you have a responsibility."

Alex looked towards Tasya. Looking at the woman was sad. "Gw apologize, yes."

Tasya grumbled. "Everybody can apologize, too, it's easy to just say sorry."

"Keep I want to say so that you're sorryin gw, Shay?"

"Lo's out now, I don't want Gibran to misunderstand."

"They don't know I'm here."

"Lo think I'm stupid? Get out now." Tasya pulled Alex up from her position. Take the man to the door. Tasya was about to unlock the door, but Alex swiftly pulled Tasya violently until the woman's body hit the chest of her field. They cut the distance between them. The shocked Tasya immediately looked at Alex's handsome face. Until the views of the two meet.

Alex looked at Tasya's goal. Lock the woman's blue bead tightly. "Gw don't lie, Shay. I'm really niesel."

"What's the point of nyesel now huh? What do you want really?" Tasya asked with a flash of anger in her eyes.

"Gw want elo." Tasya's eyes widened upon hearing that.

"What do you mean?"

"It's the same, yes."

Tasya laughed blandly hearing that. "Was it elo? Keep you gonna throw it away after getting King's custody? I'm not that stupid, brother. I know you only want your son to doang."

Alex tightened his jaw. Pushing Tasya until her back touched the wall. "How about if I want Elo and King huh?"

"Well, you think I'll believe it? After the words nyakin lo to gw. I guess I believe that, huh? You said it yourself, right if I'm cheap? Then why can you change your mind want to be just this cheap, huh?"

"Yes, I'm sorry." Alex gave a deep regretful look. But at this time Tasya is possessed by anger. It was as if he did not see sincerity in the eyes of the man.

"There's no use saying sorry now, my heart is already sick. You should know that."

Alex took a few steps back with his face down to the floor. "Sorry, I'm into the mood. I'm not supposed to maksa lo kayak gini, Shay. I'm sorry. I won't be willing to meet King. I'm self-aware, I won't bother you or King anymore. Thanks for meeting him this time. That was enough for me. Sorry for what I said first that made you hurt. May you be happy with Gibran. I'm sorry again." Alex turned around, looking at King who was still asleep. After that, he rushed away from there.

Tasya's body slumped, his legs so limp just to hold his own weight. Tasya cried in silence. His heart seemed unwilling to let go of the man, but he was already sick. Dilemmas. Maybe that word was suitable for him at the moment.