Pursuing the Love of my Maid
32. The Arrival of Bik Ninik

"Somehow, there's something going on beyond expectations. Hemh .. I had to call Novan so he could turn around" Abimana said slowly as she fiddled with her phone.

"I can't imagine that a newly healed mother would know my true condition. Ah ... All this is because of the Father!" tukas Amanda's upset.

Abimana turned and looked at Amanda's case. "I know I was wrong but I don't need to talk about it anymore. I'm also trying to account for everything I do."

In the end Abimana and Amanda could only sigh together. They exchanged looks and turned back to throw away their views. The two blamed each other and kept doing so.

"You shouldn't bother being responsible. I told you I was leaving." Amanda talked about it again.

"Stop Manda, it's all my choice. A message from my late mother asking me to take responsibility for my son and my wife so that she is not like my father. So you don't talk about this. We just have to keep hiding and wait for me to get that divorce verdict. I have to see Novan outside. I don't want anyone to know about you in this house."

Amanda just kept quiet and gave a small nod. Abhimana took a few steps and he returned. He forgot something.

"Ah someone forgot," he murmured.

"What?" ask Amanda to be surprised.

"Coffee, I haven't had my coffee." Abi came back and sipped his coffee. He glanced at Amanda's distended stomach.

"Manda, what spell do you actually read?"

"Mantra?" ask Amanda to be surprised.

"Yes, I often remember and think of you. Moreover he. Oh yeah, one more month we should check it out. You eat a lot yes let our children be healthy," Abimana said meaningfully.

"Yes, but how would my stomach already feel full even though eating a little. This is because my stomach is already stressed with the fetus and amniotic fluid." Amanda rubbed her stomach lovingly.

"May I rub it again?" abimana asked before touching the belly of his future wife.

"May, ah I told you, you have a thing to say hello to him. Next time, don't ask for permission. You're father.

"Oh, that's great. I will remember his words on this one. I don't need to ask for permission because I'm his father," Abimana thought so happily. He got sacred words that he would use as a password later on.

Abimana came closer and gently rubbed Amanda's stomach. Amanda leaned against the sofa and threw away her gaze. He did not want to get carried away and considered looking for an opportunity to reap profits.

"Hi son of father, father is circumcised. Soon maybe dad and you will be together to learn to pray. Em, later if we don't know, we ask mom, huh? Your father knows nothing about this religion. Your mother knows very well. So later do not mock me, if I am not fit to advise you," said Abiman slowly that makes Amanda slowly moved to participate in the unrequited conversation.

"Sir, he is still very small. How do you know he's talking about it like that?"

Abimana. "Manda, don't you know how miraculous a father's hand is in the growth and development of his child even in the womb?"

Manda shook her head softly with her eyes so innocent.

"Have a phone to read, find important information, not just joget-joget doang. Oh yes, you also have to be diligent in reading yes, so that our children will also have the same interest."

"You're nagging like this as if we're going to live together. Smart or not, this child will be my only business. I'm aware of Father's position, so don't overdo it" Amanda said.

"I'm not overdoing it Manda, no. I'll still be his father, whether you like it or not, you give me permission or not, I'm still his father" said Abimana, who thrills Amanda.

"Ah, I want to go back to work" Amanda broke up and she just stood up.

"worked? What else do you do besides clean the house?" abimana asked, but Amanda did not answer.

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In the little house of Manda.

"How did Mom, meet Ma'am?" ask Aska at night, where the two of them are talking in the dark.

Actually the arrival of the monk Ninik that day to the house of Abimana was to talk about electricity in his house. He came with the intention to borrow money from Abimana to redeem the electricity held by the PLN because he was in arrears for several months. But he got nothing that day.

"No Le," replied Bik Ninik shook his head softly with a lethargic look.

"Said Mr. Hendro mbakmu went along with Mr. Abi. Mr. Abi invited him just like he used to sometimes invite his mother when traveling just to make some dishes. Her stomach is very sensitive to outside food."

"Then what number does Mbak still can not be contacted ma'am? we can't keep our house dark like this. I also need lighting to learn and paint my phone. Otherwise I would have missed a lot of information from my teachers and friends" Aska lamented.

"Yes, I know about it, I hope you are patient first, huh? Tomorrow I'm going to get a loan to make up for the electricity in our house. The important thing is that you just focus on learning" said Bik Ninik gently while rubbing the top of Aska's head.

"Yes, ma'am" replied Aska, the submissive child.

"What are you doing, Nduk? You usually can't stay away from your mother and sister. But why has it been that since working to replace my mother, you never came home like you didn't miss us anymore? What's up Nduk? Mother's feelings become so unpleasant this way," Bik Ninik's inner self with his anxiety.

Until night, Amanda kept thinking about her mother. He felt something was wrong with his mother. Usually the monk Ninik will only talk or do something if necessary, then if he comes to Abimana residence what is the need?

Amanda's out of the house at 9 p.m. He then met with his driver Ali. Amanda wants Mr. Ali to take her to her residence.

"Sir Ali!" amanda held her stomach.

"Well, mom, do you want to give birth?" asked Mr. Ali who was a little confused mixed in wonder.

"Not yet, take me somewhere," Amanda replied with a faint smile.

"Ready! Now right?" ask the excited Ali.

"Yes, cook another 5 years, like a presidential election," when Amanda answered.