The controller
The mistress of infidelity

Mila is now being visited by her father, indeed she is very ashamed of what her son did, but the child is still a child.

"Why are you doing this?" Mr. Prabu looked dizzy to hear the behavior of his son who tarnished his good name, as a great general.

Mila seemed to think, she was confused as to what to answer. His father would not believe his words. Mila's trying to replay her brain, she doesn't want to be in jail. There is someone to blame for his actions. If one of the victims is impossible.

Suddenly comes the corner of Mila's lips attracted subtle, a sign she has found the scapegoat of her deeds. "This is because of mama" said Mila arrived.

Yes, this time Mila will sacrifice her own mother, she will make it seem as if this is a form of protest from the behavior of her mother. Again he would do everything to escape the law, even at the expense of his mother.

"Mama?" Mr. Prabu was confused by his son's words. How could his wife be the cause? Even his wife is a person who really loves Mila according to him. Always looking for the best thing for his son, even just yesterday his mother granted Mila's desire to play the piano, and bought him the most expensive piano.

"Yes, you know what, I'm upset because you never have time for me, while mom? The woman was busy cheating," said Mila in flames, she even threw away her gaze, with a slight pull on the corner of her lips.

Mila shed her tears, positioning herself as a victim. Victims of her mother who cheated on her, and made her psychic sir disturbed, so do things that should not be done by high school children.

"Agh.. I hate papa, I hate mama, I hate you guys," cried Mila loudly.

His skill in acting made some officers feel sorry for him. Because since the interrogation, Mila never opened her voice, be it about personal life, even about the reason she did all that. Mila just wanted to open her voice after her own father who introgated her.

"Please everybody out for a while, I want to talk to my son," the boss's order is something that must be fulfilled, so everyone out of the room sets aside Mila and Mr. Prabu. Mila looked depressed, and sobbed. It was as if he was really hit by the reality he was telling. "cheating? Mean you?"

Mr. Prabu is clearly still a little doubt with the statement of Mila, clearly he always put his men as the personal driver of his wife, Supriadi his name.

How could Supriadi be his wife's mistress? while it is one of his confidants, who always delivers all reports about their activities? Then why hasn't Supriadi reported to her all this time? Has he been threatened or bribed by his wife?

"She cheated on him with his driver. Papa's confidant, Supriadi." Mila said with a downturn, the grin on her lips never came off, she would be released immediately. Even though both parents had to separate.

"Don't worry you," Mr. Prabu obviously couldn't believe, how could this all happen?

"Yes pa, I see for myself, this is the proof" Mila handed her phone. "Therefore I didn't want to give up my phone because I didn't want them to see this video" Mila said.

Flashbacks.

Yesterday after seeing her mother's intimacy with Supriadi, Mila was unable to sleep. He thought it was unlikely that he would go to prison, because the evidence of him holding Fadila was strong. Mila finally decided to look for a scapegoat. But when thinking back, Mila immediately walked towards the balcony of her room. Unintentionally seeing his mother and private driver as well as his board confidants were exchanging saliva (*cries*uman)

The smile on Mila's lips rose, she made the photo silently. Then after seeing her mother and her affair enter the house, Mila is sure that her mother will go to the room owned by her parents. Mila immediately went into her papa's room.

Mila went into the closet, and put down her phone. Then get out of there. Sure enough Dugan Mila that the brand entered his parents' room. Without any guilt Mila immediately entered into her room.

After the morning he infiltrated into the room of his parents, his mother seemed to still sleep there. After picking up her phone, Mila approached her mother, and stroked her face.

"It's all your fault, and your wish. Your decision to cheat on Papa is something very wrong. Now when you replace my mistakes, I will rise to your position," said Mila slowly.

At the moment you can still smile, but tomorrow you will be finished. Mila spoke in her heart, but her lips still smiled.^^^

"Enjoy the Father's day" Mila said kindly to Supriadi, not as usual.

flashback off's.

Pak Prabu's eyes were wide open to see the adult scene on his son's cellphone, which was none other than his wife and confidant. They seem to enjoy the moment, say love to each other, and occasionally*kiss. Mr. Prabu put his phone back, he looked at his son who was still hiccuping. The heart of a father and husband is torn to see this. His underage son saw the adult scene of his parents' infidelity, deserved his son crazy.

"It... As for how possible.." murmured pak Prabu with a voice almost gone, pak Prabu squeezed his hair, tightly.

"I'm sure the child in the womb is not a child papa.." said Mila a hiccup.

"You're right, papa has to do something," Mr. Prabu now clenched his hand, his anger has now been in the sweet potato. "Just attach this evidence. Let papa take care of this as an act of negligence from your mama. You just calm down this time you'll get away."

^^^Sorry ma, I have to do all this to save myself. Wrong himself cheating from papa.^^^

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