Young Girl Wife CEO Duda
The Part 71

Simple, maybe just a word. In fact, the event ngunduh mantu still held with luxury.

What he said was that the guests would not be how many, it was also just speech. Nearly a thousand people came to the show ngunduh the ghosts of Belva and Gilang.

Belva returned to her beautiful self. The difference, this time Belva Diramas with Javanese customs. Yunita wants it.

Long ago, elder Yunita came from the original Java. And Yunita does not want to eliminate the kejawen soul that is in her family.

The face of the Belva bule is beautiful with Javanese bridal makeup. Had rejected Gilang because of fear Belva will be dizzy because Belva's head is fitted with a bun and other accessories.

But it turns out Belva still enjoys living it. Even in the middle of the show Belva can still smile cheerfully. Though there have been many series of traditional Javanese events that they did since the beginning of the event ngunduh mantu began.

"Don't you really lighten your head? It's kind of heavy, honey."

"It's not as heavy as I see it. I'm enjoying. I'm not beautiful and like this?" Belva smiled and blinked her eyes.

"That's pretty. I'm like the Princess of the palace."

"You're the king, Mommy."

"Yes, dong. How could you possibly be the king, you're someone else?"

"Originally the king did not seek concubines, yes, Mas."

"No way, dong, honey. This king does not need a concubine. Enough of the queen in front of these eyes who accompany until the end of life later."

Belva smiled shyly at the muttering that Gilang said. Belva hopes this isn't just a fight. But it did come from Gilang's deepest heart.

The more the night, the more relaxed the event.

Belva and Gilang had already stepped down from the bridal seat to greet the guests in turn.

High heels worn Belva has changed with sandals for one motor unit so that Belva is more comfortable. His feet are starting to ache. And for the sake of maintaining the balance of Belva who is pregnant.

While greeting guests, suddenly Belva's hand was released from Gilang's grasp.

Apparently Gilang was looking at his phone ringing. "Pick up the phone first, yes, honey," he said asking Belva for permission.

Belva nodded and smiled and let her. Inwardly wondering who called Gilang at such an important event like this. Moreover Gilang to have to stay away from Belva like this.

Not wanting to struggle with his own thoughts, Belva followed where Gilang went to pick up his phone.

Belva's suspicions grew even greater when Gilang had to look to the right and to the left before picking up the phone. Like making sure that nobody is looking at it.

But Belva's not her name if she can't get what she wants. Including being an impromptu detective like this.

"Why call these nights? Especially tonight there's a show for me and Belva."

"_"

"What's the same thing with me?"

"_"

"OKAY. I'm going there. But not tonight. Maybe tomorrow or the day after."

"_"

"It's none of my business. Take care of him. Tell him I have a wife now."

"...."

"So I mean I have to pretend I'm still that widower in front of him? It's impossible, Mir. I don't want to like that. I have a wife and I love my wife. Don't bother me tonight. Especially this is about Viona. I'll take care of everything as soon as you don't bother me tonight."

Before Gilang ended his call with someone across the street, Belva had already left his hiding place with mixed feelings.

Mir, Viona, pretend to be a widower. Who actually called Gilang?

What business until Gilang had to pretend to be a widower?

A bit of a relief for Belva was when Gilang insisted on refusing to pretend to be unmarried.

Who's Viona?

She returned with a normal looking face. As if he had done nothing wrong before.

All right, Belva, follow Gilang's game. What else will happen at her wedding after Belva feels like everything is done and her happiness is in sight?

"Who, Mas, who's on the phone?"

Gilang's first lie Belva knew. Belva still does not know the lies especially what Gilang hid. For a while, Belva acted as if she knew nothing.

Belva wanted to see how far the lies Gilang would go to cover up his secret.

***

"Not sleeping, honey?"

Belva forced a smile even though in her heart was already so disappointed with Gilang's lies.

"Waitunjin Mas Gilang."

Gilang laughed and lay down next to Belva. But Belva turned her back to Gilang, letting Gilang hug her from behind.

It's hard to pretend to be okay when something is spinning in your head and you want to express it.

Especially withholding crying. Belva had to take long breaths repeatedly to relieve tightness in her chest.

The next day, Belva was still trying to act normal. Even when Gilang said goodbye to go to the office.

Whether forgotten or intentionally lied, Gilang should have started taking leave today. But he can still say goodbye going to the office.

Belva didn't ask much. Moreover, reminding that today Gilang has begun to leave and next Sunday the two will leave for Turkey.

Without Gilang know, Belva has ordered a taxi online to follow where Gilang went.

After about half an hour of waiting, the taxi driver said Gilang went to a well-known hospital in Jakarta. The man who was Belva's man in the meantime said that Gilang went into a room.

Belva came to the hospital immediately. Driving at high speed. In his mind, he had to get to the hospital immediately or he would not get any information about Gilang's lies.

Arriving at the hospital and Belva was in front of the room that had been previously infused by the taxi driver online, Belva's heart was racing.

The door is not completely closed. The scene before his eyes was so stifling to the chest.

Gilang was hugging a woman.

"Don't stay with me anymore, Lang. Me and our son need you" said the woman, who increasingly made Belva unable to bear to see everything.

Our kid? Gilang had a child with that woman?

Since when? Was the woman in care because she was pregnant with Gilang's child?

If so, what will be the fate of the home?

"Yes Allah.... What other tests are these?" Belva groaned in heart. There was never an end to the storm at his marriage to Gilang who was only one year old.

"Mas Gilang's..."

Gilang. At that time Gilang could not hide his surprise, as well as fear because Belva saw himself hugging Viona.

"What is this, Mom?"

"Darling, I can explain everything."

Belva smiled cynically. Rubbing his tears violently. "What, Mas? That woman pregnant with your child? You playing behind me, Mas? You were busy accusing me but it turned out that you yourself did that disgusting thing? I thought you'd changed, Mom. It turns out that what I got was not much different from Mikha's sister."

"Honey, that's not it. She is no longer pregnant. But_"

"What, Mas? What else would you say to cover up all your lies? What less am I in accepting you until you're this same as me, Mas?"

"I do have a child with him, honey. And I only knew about it yesterday."

"Stop!" Belva raised one hand, gesturing for Gilang to be silent and not to continue. "Don't say anything more" he continued, enduring the pain that began to spread throughout his body.

His stomach suddenly felt a contraction and Belva who did not understand the sense of contraction looked so panicked. Especially when he saw fresh blood flowing on both thighs. Belva's getting scared.

"Mas, blood. Our son.."

"Bel, O God... We're going to the ER now, honey. Patience, yes."

Gilang panic. Belva did not refuse when Gilang carried him and took him to the ER. Belva could only cry while enduring the pain.

What's on his mind right now is the most important thing is that his son is fine.

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Storm again. I'm tired of actually 🤣 but can't finish this novel. there are many more conflicts. let alone Gilang's parents do not know that the cause of Gisella died was Gilang. 🤣🤣🤣 unloaded all at once?