Superku Mama
Caught Wet

"Mas, what do you mean I'm a cousin, mas? Then why did he confess to his wife?" ask Santi.

I can't wait to hear Bilson's answer. He had already suppressed his curiosity. Now it was time to get everything.

"She's not my wife, baby. He just takes advantage of the situation. Just look at his appearance, there is no way a rich businessman like this mas you have a wife in kucel him." said Bilson.

Hmmm, again Bilson tricked Santi.

"But, mas. I could see from his eyes that he wasn't lying. She's my wife, right?" ask Santi.

The feeling of being unsure now enveloped him. There was something strange in his mind.

How can a man live on the same roof as a woman who claims to be his wife. The husband does not acknowledge his wife. Inner Santi.

"Not dear." said Bilson softly.

Again and again he pulled out his death style so that the lover would melt and not wrinkle.

Now his hand was holding Santi's hand tightly. Aletha watched it from the kitchen.

He left her there for a moment to hear what they were talking about.

"Then, why did the woman claim to be your wife? Better to be honest now!" santi began to get upset.

What he sees with his own eyes does not match what Bilson says. He began to doubt. His brain is getting hot. Even Bilson's soft words seemed useless.

"It was just pretending to be a pity" Bilson said.

His hands are getting tighter grasping Santi's fingers.

What, mas? Pretend you said it? How can you say I'm your pretend wife. We already have baby Eril as the fruit of our love. And our marriage is valid on the basis of love and affection.

Is it because I'm not as beautiful as I used to be, so you turned away from me? How you, you betrayed our love. Where's your old love you said? Where, mas? What's my fault, mas until you duaakan my sincere love for you.

Even I was willing to be hit by you, even I was holding all your bluffs and snapping at me. Is this what I have to accept, my mother? Please open your hearts again, for me and our children. Our flesh blood. Aletha's cry inside her.

This strong enough to hold all this. I never thought she would trust and be loyal to her husband. However, her husband came to take another woman to his house and told her to serve them a drink.

It was as if Santi was his master and Aletha was his advocate.

"Pretend what that means, mas?" ask Santi.

"Later will tell you the same story. But not here." said Bilson slowly.

He didn't want Aletha to know what they were talking about right now. All she knew now was that Aletha was busy in the kitchen preparing drinks for her.

"Please enjoy it, Santi's drinking it!" Aletha.

Sontak Bilson removed his grip from Santi's fingers. Fear and cold sweat, that's covering it now.

But Santi did not notice. He was more focused on Aletha who was putting two glasses of drink on the table.

He glanced at Aletha from top to bottom.

Too bad, you're beautiful but why would you want to be the wife of Bilson's lie. If polished just a little, surely your aura will radiate. Inner Santi.

"This is the drink, mas." said Aletha while thrusting a drink in front of Bilson.

Aletha sat down next to Bilson without hesitation.

He wanted to code Santi to understand that Aletha was Bilson's wife.

This is a girl! Not really Bilson's wife. Huh, you women of today. Play with a rich man. Know him that Bilson is a rich man. Santi muttered in his mind.

You are gatel. You can't read the code I gave you. Huh, you millennial girl. The link was immediately clear without first investigating the truth. Inner Aletha.

Both are simple. It was as if Aletha could read Santi's thoughts.

Again Santi did not understand the code Aletha intended. Even Aletha was already sitting tight with Bilson.

Santi is getting more uncomfortable with Aletha's behavior. The tail of her eyes continued to look at Aletha full of vengeance.

Don't know what to do. Even his mind was deadlocked to look for suitable ideas to melt the atmosphere.

Two beautiful women were sitting next to him. Of course he's confused now.

Santi gulped down the drinking water that was in front of him, while his gaze had yet to shift from Aletha.

Hwuaaa...

The sound of baby Eril crying came from the room.

"Dear, son. It's mama, baby. Hold on." said Aletha memahut the cry of the baby.

Soon Aletha moved from there and immediately rushed into the room to see the state of baby Eril.

How come there's a baby voice? Is that maybe Bilson's son and this woman? Inner Santi.

"Dear, son. Honey." said Aletha.

He immediately held baby Eril with a shrewd look.

Then he checked his diaper, whether it needed to be changed or not.

"No, it's still dry. Not full. You thirsty, honey? Cup cup cup cup cup."

Aletha kisses baby Eril's head. Then she put baby Eril into her trolley and pushed him into the kitchen. He wanted to make milk for her.

While Santi followed Aletha's movements wherever Aletha went.

Bilson's not budging. He tries to find an idea to get Santi out of the house. He didn't want Santi to stay there. Afraid that Santi would go too far with Aletha.

Trrrrrrt trrrrrt trrrrrrrrt

Trrrrrrrrrttt tttrrrrrrrt trrrrrrrrr

Bilson's phone is shaking. Looks like someone called him. Sure enough, there was a contact that went into his call list.

"Hallo's? It's with me, Bilson. Can I help you?"

"....."

"Good, sir. I'll be there soon."

"...."

"Thank you, sir." said Bilson.

Fortunately, you were ringing. You are a savior to me. So I have a reason to leave now. Thank goodness I survived the draped grandmother's tie. Inner Bilson.

"Who, mas?" ask Santi to be curious.

"Client. He asked me to go there immediately."

"Yes, I'm going!" said Santi.

"How are you then?" ask Bilson.

"I can go home by myself, ma'am. Take care of the job, Mom. We will meet again later in the apartment." said Santi relented.

The apartment? Did you know that Bilson often did not come home because he met the woman in his apartment? Great of you, mas. Inner Aletha.

He heard what Santi and Bilson were talking about. Because she's done preparing milk for baby Eril.

He pushes Eril's baby trolley and takes her to where Bilson and Santi are.

"Sir, we go first. Mr Bilson was called by his client. And now we have to get there" Santi told Aletha, who was standing with a bottle in her hand.

Soon Bilson and Santi left the house. While Aletha let go of them with anger.

You're evil, mas. You prefer that woman over me and baby Eril. Relax, Letha relax! You can definitely get through this. He murmured in his heart.