Young Miss Assistant
Pickled

This time the atmosphere felt awkward, Daniel let go of Renata's hand that was writhing spoiled on him.

"Darling!?" Renata clenched his forehead.

"What if we live together in my parents' house?" tanyakanya.

"But, it's not better that we stay together in your house (the house that Daniel and Jeny previously occupied)!?" said Renata, maybe for him it is not a good thing to live with Gina who is typical people are too demanding.

"I want to renovate it, remove the smell of Jeny from the house," she said.

"I..iya, but stay for a while huh!?" renata said with doubt.

"Of course, pack your things tomorrow we move," Daniel exhaled a rough breath.

"Well," Renata said with a smile.

I used to not know the good and the bad. To get everything back, I need my mother's help, so I need to know what I'm hiding. Things will go back to how they were...And Jeny will be back... Hopefully.

"I'll go home, rest..." Daniel forced himself to smile, walking towards his car in the basement parking lot of the apartment building.

Slowly the luxury car drove, splitting the density of urban roads. "I'm going to see Jeny." she muttered that she was beginning to accept the deep-rooted feeling in her heart.

Finally, a house that is quite luxurious in the center of the city is visible as well. Two security men opened the door for his former employer's son-in-law.

Daniel's eyes took a peek, after getting out of his car. The figure of Jeny is completely invisible, only the figure of a 12-year-old child lying down while playing games on the sofa.

"Dimas!?" Daniel knitted his forehead.

"What's up!?" the boy started turning off his phone game. Sighing stared at the figure that was bothering him.

"Where is your father and mother!?" ask Daniel.

"Father overtime, mother said she would also overtime," he replied indifferently.

Daniel let out his breath asking doubtfully, "If your brother!? Is he home!?"

This time Dimas' attention was turned to his brother-in-law, "My brother will never go home" he replied.

"Hey, don't be so unlikely Jeny is submissive and just likes me will.." Daniel's speech stopped Dimas looking at him sharply.

"I saw it, a few days before your wedding day. Brother crying..." Dimas smiled his smile, raised his hand.

"What!?" Daniel knitted his forehead not understanding.

"Want information!? I have to pay.." he said.

"It's..." Daniel offered two hundred thousand bills.

"Not enough," the boy clenched his forehead.

"Well I add," This time five hundred thousand pieces of money came out.

"Lack..." Dimas staring.

"You take it yourself!!" Daniel said with great annoyance, thrusting his wallet.

The boy grabbed the wallet, reached for all the cash that was there. Then return an empty wallet, containing only a few ATM and credit cards, as well as ID and SIM.

"This is enough" he said with a smile.

Is it true that this materialistic living thing is my sister-in-law. Its nature is contrary to Jeny. base lice wallet.

"Sister Jeny doesn't like you, '" Dimas walked to his brother's former room followed by Daniel.

"Why are you sure!? We've been married two years and, "Daniel's words stopped, Jeny's bedroom door finally opened.

Looks empty room is quite neat, slowly the boy looked open one by one drawer."There is still something left!!" said it.

"This is the person that Jeny liked," was seen a photo of a bespectacled teenager, who was thin and short looking to the side. Like a picture taken secretly.

"Who is this guy!? Is he your brother!? Jeny's sister!?" Daniel clenched his forehead, recalling some photos that had fallen from Jeny's paper bag a few months ago.

"No idea, my brother is obviously like a madman. Sometimes hugging and talking to this picture, the room used to be filled with this guy's picture..." Dimas breathed.

"Because the information I gave was too minimal. I'll give you additional information. Whatever my brother does in your house, no matter how good my brother is, don't be too confident saying my brother likes you. One day before your wedding day he talked to this picture about a promise. 'Dear him, like you love me, '" he continued.

Daniel's face was instantly pale, all this time he thought Jeny liked him. Until it doesn't matter how he hurts Jeny, Jeny will still like him.

So all this time he wasn't trying to make me like him. But he's trying to like me... Daniel laughed bitterly realizing that he could captivate any woman. However, it could never captivate his wife at all.

***

The wind was felt in the cold morning, Jeny slowly ate her breakfast. However, there was something strange these few days. His appetite increased.

"I'm still hungry." he said staring at the three dirty bowls of chicken porridge he had eaten.

Slowly walking back to the kitchen, about to pick up the bread that was in the refrigerator. For a moment the woman turned her gaze glancing towards the calendar.

"Why hasn't my monthly cycle come yet!?" Jeny ruffled her hair in frustration, hoping her guess was wrong. But no matter how many times you look towards the calendar, three monthly periods have not come.

The day turned afternoon, with his heart pounding expectantly, Jeny waiting for his name to be called. Finally the nurse called him.

I'm not pregnant, I'm not pregnant, I'm not pregnant.

"What complaints!?" a no longer-young-looking male doctor, with his hair rarely asked.

"I've missed three monthly periods" Jeny bowed to hold back her embarrassment.

"Lay there, calm down and relax." said the doctor.

"Good..." Jeny began to lie down, while a nurse flicked a little of Jeny's shirt, applying a liquid that might feel cold.

The doctor sighed, starting to look at the monitor while examining Jeny's stomach with a device.

"His heart was visible, his heartbeat was there, he looked stable" the doctor said.

For a moment Jeny was speechless not understanding with the ambiguous words of the calm-looking middle-aged man.

"It's been 13 weeks, the July 4 estimate." he said it was still ambiguous, noted by a nurse beside him.

"A... What's the magsud!?" Jeny squinted her forehead after the gynecologist and nurse's activities ended.

Start sitting back in the chair in front of the doctor's desk writing something down.

"Many healthy foods and rest, this is the recipe for vitamins. After the vitamins run out or if there are complaints come again," said the doctor while yawning, like holding back his sleepiness.

"Se... actually I why doc!?" Jeny asked back.

"You're okay, you and the fetus in your womb are healthy, just fine" he said.

Instantly Jeny chuckled curiously, "So I'm pregnant!?" tanyanya.

"True," the doctor knitted his forehead.

"I'm not pregnant!? You haven't done a urine test!!" Jeny started to yell, clutching the middle-aged man's collar.

"Ta.. but according to the results of the USG you are indeed pregnant." said the doctor.

Instantly Jeny's face was pale, I got a tekpot from an unknown man.

***

Meanwhile in Singapore...

A young man sat leaning on his swivel chair with a pale face. Loosened his tie, sighing.

"Have you got the information!?" ask him to Tomy.

"Not master, Ananta Group is not willing to provide information. But I've hired a few more detectives" he replied.

Farel was silent for a moment, staring at the window, "If the woman is pregnant, and that's my son. Then I should try to like that woman" he murmured.

"Therefore, we must find him immediately, so if the man is pregnant and on the day of birth we can take a sample of his son's hair," Tomy began to take a pile of files, putting them on his master's desk.

"Have you given me a sample of my hair!?" farel asked glanced at Tomy with a face that was still pale.

"I'm sorry big lady knows" replied Tomy bowed guiltily.

"How could my mother..." Farel's words came to a halt, the young man holding his mouth running towards the toilet in his room.

"Vuueckkk..."

"Sir, just get it all out..." Tomy walked into the bathroom stroking his old back who had run many times looking for the sink.

Farel's face looked even more pale, the young man sat for a moment on the bathroom floor."Please call the doctor" he said.

"It's been three doctors we've been to, you're okay" Tomy sighed.

"Tomy, buy me a pickle." he said back to his feet, spewing water mixed with mucus.

"Master what if we call a shaman, maybe you got a fodo!?" Tomy held back her laughter.

"Wait, I've changed my mind, I want a pickle you made yourself. The fruit must be picked up in the middle of the night from the tree in front of our office. And you must also pluck it," Farel turned his gaze to look at his best friend's double assistant.

"You're kidding, right!?" Tomy laughed a little.

"I'm serious, maybe this can relieve my nausea," he said, looking down to bring clear liquid into the sink.

"But make a pickle!?" Tomy raised the intonation of his voice.

"Nothing but a fireplace!! I want.yes I want!!" Ren sighed, "Make me pickled tonight!!" he stared hard.

"Yes...!!" Tomy answered quickly.

Seriate