He's In My House
I'm still his father

"But mbak, I'm still the father of the boy" Wili protested.

Novi who found a strong protest from Wili, he tried to take a deep breath there, he hoped to still be able to withstand all the overflow of emotions this time.

"Are you married?" ask Novi.

"Not yet" he replied firmly.

"Then you can't understand women. Then how will you understand about a child?" he asked while looking intently at Wili's eyes.

A few seconds Wili was silent hearing Novi's words.

"Maybe in the eyes of my Novi mbak looks incompetent in terms of romance, but rest assured deep in my heart is great to accept the child. I am also the real father of the child, so I have the same rights as Novi" Wili protested repeatedly.

Because Novi was tired of serving all the words of Wili, he also with a big and airy heart finally gave Willi permission to meet or meet this child when he was born later. Novi also can not deny the destiny, he is indeed the father of the seed he is carrying.

"I will give you that opportunity, now go home I do not want if until someone sees us will have a bad opinion about us in the future" said Novi.

Because Wili also saw Novi's face so pale and his tone began to weaken, he finally chose to leave the woman to rest well.

After his departure from Novi's house, he who was still not far from the residence Novi was sitting on the side of the road and opened his cellphone. He who at that time was still minimal knowledge about pregnant women, immediately find out everything through the internet.

This time he also learned all about the needs of pregnant women, all this solely he did because he was so concerned with Novi and his son. Wili, who at that time was aware of some needs for Novi, rushed to a minimarket to spend on those needs.

He patiently waited until evening came. Waiting for the atmosphere around the house Novi deserted until invisible to satupu people. With a sagging path, full of caution he placed a medium-sized brown box right in front of the door of Novi's house.

"Tok, tok" Willi knocked on the door without making a sound and left the place.

Right at half-time at 12 pm, Novi who had fallen asleep with Malika woke up to hear the sound of knocking on the door. He went to the main door of his house and opened the door quickly.

Still with eyes that are no longer strong enough to withstand drowsiness, in the dark of the night the eyes of Novi who is still trying to open wide are looking for the existence of who someone who knocked on the door earlier. Because he did not meet the man, he decided to pass into the house. When he wanted to close the door of the house, he just realized the existence of a brown box right in front of him.

Novi quickly lifted the box and brought it into the house. He who was curious about the contents of the box, immediately opened it.

The contents of the box are several boxes of milk of pregnant women, and also a drink containing soybeans several cans. Not to forget too, there is some milk for Malika and some bread and snacks in it.

Novi who was still thinking hard about who the person who sent this, finally turned to Juna and Pricilia. Only they were alone who knew his current condition, unthinkable to him that Wili also knew about him.

He then took his cell phone and thanked Juna at that time.

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The next day, either by chance or indeed God's line has been designed in such a way Citra has caught Juna wet with Pricilia in the hospital. He who at that time wanted to check the condition of his body that did not improve from fever, decided to seek treatment to the hospital as well.

"Damn it, there is no kapoknya you ya disrupt sumai people!" maki Citra while pulling Pricilia's hand to wake up from her seat.

Pricillia, who was shocked to find his presence, only fell silent following the steps of the already burning image there. The quarrel between the two of them at that time witnessed so many eyes there.

Until finally the Pricilia bag fell, and some photos stored neatly in the bag had to come out scattered on the floor. The image that looked at the photos, staring at him was full of astonishment.

"Basic jala*g, what does all this mean?" reprimand Citra.

But Pricilia just took a stance of silence and chose to lock her mouth tightly. Juna who could not stand the sight of Pricilia had to get this injustice, immediately pulling the girl's body into his arms.

Blatantly and courageously this time Juna defended Pricilia there.

"Take him off!, this time never again dare to touch himself even a fingernail" snapped Juna.

The image was even ignited by the flames of emotion when it heard that reality.

"So this is what you did after I left the house, sick you well!. Not only do you realize my existence, you are even engrossed alone with this jala*g woman, to the extent that you both produce a child from your depraved behavior." Emotional overflow Unstoppable image.

"Enough, never again call herself a jala*g woman. She was the daughter of my son, she is pregnant with that child now. After all, all this happened due to your own mistakes, you who never wanted the presence of a child in the middle of our marriage made me have to resist all feelings to immediately pet a child. So do not be selfish to blame others easily as you please" explained Juna at length.

Juna who had poured all his heartbreak so far on Citra, just left without giving a certainty of the relationship between them at that time.

"Masss, stop saying!" scream like a madman.

But Citra was just getting embarrassed at that time, all her desire to be able to knit love back and improve her household with Juna was lost instantly. Once sick she found all this in front of her own eyes, even she had to let her husband embrace and defend foreign women in the midst of the hickhead of their household rather than having to save her marriage with Citra.

"No, I can't lose to that woman. He who knows Juna in just a matter of months, can snatch Juna's heart so easily. While I had been with her for years, she simply threw it away" Citra protested against herself.

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