The Heart of Old Menjakaka
387. Drink milk
Meanwhile in Abimana's mansion.
The man was seen stepping lethargic into his luxurious house. His body feels sore and sore, due to the fatigue of working all day.
Aulia who saw her husband come home immediately ran to the kitchen to make coffee, after that she approached Abi who was sitting on the sofa of the family room.
"Mas Abi is home, apparently. Here's the coffee, Mas." Aulia put a steaming cup of coffee on the table, then sat down next to Abi and grabbed the suit the man was wearing. To help him release.
"I don't need coffee!" abi shouted indifferently, even stomping Aulia's hand that had managed to take off her suit. As a result, it fell and managed to shake a cup of coffee to make it fall to the floor.
Prangs!!
"Geez!" Aulia was aghast, shocked to hear that. "Why, Mom, how angry?" he asked gently while stroking the chest that felt his heart pounding.
Abi reached into the pockets in his suit to pick something up. And after he got it, he threw it in Aulia's face.
"Hurry up and get my foot out of my house!" beaver Abi with a hunting breath, then got up and passed away towards the top floor of his house.
Aulia immediately grabbed the brown envelope that Abi had thrown, it was lying on the floor. And when reading the writing on the envelope, both eyes suddenly opened, because they were surprised if the envelope was from a religious court.
"Mas Abi wants to divorce me?" Aulia's mouth was gaping, but she immediately covered it and shook her head quickly. "No! I don't want to! This can't happen!"
He rubbed his face rough, then massaged his forehead which suddenly felt a headache. 'Ayok Aulia thought .. lest I be divorced Mas Abi just because I have no children and Juna will not come with us. I don't want to be a poor and barren widow, no man will want me.'
Aulia fell silent while thinking hard, turning her brain to look for an idea.
And a few minutes later, the idea was up. Both of his hands were now slowly stroking his own stomach. 'Do I pretend to be pregnant, yes, let Mas Abi not divorce me?'
***
Drrrt ... Drrtts.
The phone in Steven's grasp instantly shook, and a call came in from his assistant Dhika. Soon, Steven picked up the call.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Steven," Dhika said from across the street.
"Greetings," replied Steven.
"Alhamdulillah. I can finally talk to you again."
"Why is that?" Steven's eye brows seemed to be in chains. Confused hearing.
"Honestly, I was scared and sad when I heard you died. Then I became happy again because thank God the Father lived again. But I heard from Mr. Sofyan .. if you have amnesia. Is that right, sir?"
"The doctor said so."
"What do you think of yourself?"
"I think I'm still confused. But there's a lot of things I don't know, and it feels like time's passing so quickly."
"What do you mean, sir?" Dhika seems confused by Steven's remark. "But you still know me, right?"
"Yes know. You're Dhika, my assistant."
"About me everyone says they're married and have kids. Honestly I'm confused, why I'm married and even have two children."
"The father is married and has children. That's right, yes the reason you are confused may be because there is indeed a memory of the memory of the lost Father."
"But the reason I married Citra was because of what, Dhik?"
"Waduh .. if I don't know about it, sir. Maybe because you love him."
"But as I remember, I'm still dating Imel and he's the only one I love, Dhik," Steven replied wryly.
The image of who was about to lower the bathroom door handle so that it was done, when hearing what Steven said through the phone connection.
His chest was so tight, his heart ached and his eyes heated up. But he tried to smile while holding his breath up and down.
'Patience, Cit, you must not be sad, ' his mind tried to strengthen itself, even though his tears had fallen down his cheeks. 'She said it because she doesn't remember me. If you remember it will not be like that. Aye, right?'
"Mr and Miss Imel have broken up. You even told me when Miss Imel cheated," said Dhika.
Steven snorting. It felt unsatisfied with Dhika's answer, because just like Angga and the others. Who keeps saying that his ex is having an affair. "Ah yes it is. I'm gonna take a break. We'll see you at the office tomorrow, okay?"
"Good, sir." Dhika's voice sounded so cheerful. It seemed that he was happy to hear his boss who was about to start working again. "Alhamdulillah, finally you can enter the office again. Good night and good rest, sir. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Greetings hallaikum." Steven just answered the greetings, then turned off the phone. 'Looks like tomorrow I have to go to the apartment ... Imel still lives in my apartment, doesn't he?' inner Steven.
Ceklek~
Hearing the bathroom door open, Steven immediately turned to the source of the sound. The woman stepped out, smiling. But both his eyes and face looked red.
"Who's phone?" ask the image gently. He sat on the sofa that Steven was sitting on, and of course made the position of the man narrow.
Steven rounded his eyes when Citra's cleavage looked so close, he immediately turned his face in the other direction.
"Dhi-Dhika," her answer stuttered. His tongue suddenly felt dull.
"Oh ...." The image nodded its head. "Enmm ...." Slowly, he grabbed Steven's hand, then grabbed it. The handsome man even flinched, in shock. "Will I drink milk before bed?" tanyakanya. But his voice this time was a little darn.
Steven gulped it. Offered milk somehow his throat became dry kerontang, but it was not at all. "Can. But white milk."
"Okay" replied Citra. But suddenly, he climbed onto the sofa and sat directly on Steven's lap.
The man was surprised, he immediately turned his gaze to look at Citra and his eyes were immediately glared, when with courage the woman opened her breastplate until the two twin mountains were popping out.
The image deliberately did that to tempt Steven, because he remembered if the man had been destroyed because he had felt both assets. Then feel addicted, to the point of envy if you have to share with both twins.
"Astaghfirullahallazim, what are you doing, Cit!" shouts Steven with eyes that he instantly shut. Both of his hands were about to push Citra's body, but it turned out that he was pinched by the woman's hanker.
"Lho, he said Aa said he wanted to drink milk? Ayok now drank," he bargained while cupping Steven's cheeks that felt so hot beating the stove.
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...Om Steven lebay 😝😝...