She's my Ex-husband
THE DMS 31

Sunday morning Elgar was in front of Mila's house. Complete with shoes and sportswear. Last night he made an agreement with Saga to jog in the freeday car.

Mila patted her eel as she opened the door for Elgar. It could have been dawn he had come. Couldn't it be more noon, even Saga is still sleeping at the moment.

"I don't like you coming in here El." Mila complains while driving Elgar to Saga's room. "What would the neighbors say if you saw you coming this early?"

"What did they say? The security guards know me, they know I'm Saga's dad. I'm not staying here anyway, I'm coming in the morning."

"Here you go, lazy to argue with you." Mila grunts and leaves Elgar in Saga's room. He better sleep again on the weekend. But boro boro can sleep, the head is even dizzy because Elgar and Saga are too noisy.

"This is Pah."

"This is all."

Mila could hear the commotion in Saga's room after they were noisy in the bathroom. It seemed like the two were busy looking for clothes. Wanting the two men to leave immediately and she could sleep, Mila approached Saga's room.

Mila's body suddenly limp to see the condition of Saga's room. Almost half of the closet is scattered on the bed. What is, after this instead of being able to sleep, but instead it is sorted out.

"Moment." Call Saga when you see her mom standing by the door frame. The boy looked ready with a sports trining suit and hat. Never before has Mila seen that hat, it seems new. Maybe the paper bag that Elgar had brought contained the hat. Which makes Mila geleng geleng, the writing in the hat.

"Should that be the writing?" asked Mila while pointing her chin towards Saga's hat and then looked at Elgar.

"Something wrong with the writing? I'm handsome like papa. Where's wrong?"

Mila rolled her eyes off guard. Her ex-husband is too narcissistic.

While Saga is chalked to fill his drinking bottle, Elgar approaches Mila.

"Dear?"

Again Mila rolled both her eyes lazy.

"Boy saga, where maybe my writing is as beautiful as my mom's. But take it easy, later if his sister Saga chick, can be made writing like that."

Mila sighed then looked at Elgar panted. "Then." Press it as it passes following Saga in the kitchen. While Elgar who was leaning against the wall laughed giggling. He's always excited about the business of flirting with Mila.

The saga was ready with a bottle with a rope wrapped around its shoulder. The boy looked very excited. Do not forget to show off his new hat to the grandmother who was cooking. But his spirit suddenly dropped when he saw his mother coming still in pajamas.

"Why aren't you ready yet?" Saga looked annoyed, he was already impatient to leave.

"Make not come. Saga's just gonna go alone with papa."

Saga bowed lethargic, put back his drinking bottle and sat down in the chair in the kitchen. Mila approached Saga, pulled up the chair next to her and sat down. Actually Elgar had forced him to come yesterday, but Mila kekeh refused because it is not good they are always three with the status of Elgar at this time.

"Then I told you, we can't always be three."

Saga's eyes began to glaze over. Since last night, he has been dreaming of going three this morning. Spending three hours like any other child she sees.

Elgar who had just arrived in the kitchen immediately replied. "Follow napa Mil. Poor Saga, want to go with papa mama."

Mila immediately looked at Elgar sharply, instead of helping him persuade Saga, he even went along to pump.

"Follow it, come on mah." Whine Saga while pulling up Mila's shirt.

"Oh Mil, don't you pity Saga?"

Mila stared pushyly at Elgar. He got up from his seat and walked over to Elgar, pulling him a little away to talk.

"I don't like you pumping Saga like that. Remember El, Saga is your son, but I'm not your wife. So please stop forcing us all three."

Elgar smiled bitterly as he shook his head.

"What if we're always three? We did that for Saga."

Mila snorted in annoyance while throwing her face away. Tired of talking to people who do not understand, he always wants to win alone.

"You're wrong, I don't think Salsa's feelings, but I think about my pride. What would people think if they saw me walk the same way as someone's husband? I'll be branded a liar." Press Mila while glaring at Elgar. Amit Amit jabang baby her until stamped pelakor. Can be blasphemed by Indonesian women.

"We're not alone, but the three are Saga."

Mila was unmoved, lazy to talk to Elgar. Since the dulukan always so, Elgar just want to be heard, always want to win alone.

While both are equally silent, preoccupied with their own thoughts, Saga comes over.

"Let's get our reward off." With a gloomy face Saga held Elgar's arm.

Mila was made into a dilemma, unable to bear to see Saga's expression like that.

"Come on." Elgar looked at Mila sharply and led Saga out.

"Mama will be followed." Although heavy, finally the sentence slid from Mila's lips.

Saga stopped his steps. He turned around and ran to his mother and hugged her.

"Thank you mama."

Where he stood, Elgar smiled to see his two loved ones. I can't wait to be with Mila and Saga.

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After bathing and ready to be ready, Mila immediately set off towards Saga and Elgar's place. He went up there to get faster. Fear Saga eventually wait and end up crashing again, thought his mother lied.

Last time he chatted Elgar, the man said he was waiting for him at the park in the car freeday area. Down from ojol, Mila is a little jog aka jogging to that place.

"Mil, Mila." Hearing someone calling, Mila circulated a look looking for a figure who called out to her.

Mila was shocked to see Aden was not far from her and waved at her. The man was jogging here too. And now he's running to her. It could be bad if Aden finds out he's with Saga and Elgar here.

"Jog here too?" Ask Aden as soon as he gets to Mila's place.

Mila nodded while smiling absurdly. Next they jog together. Aden didn't think he was so lucky this morning. Arriving to meet with Mila is clearly her own happiness.

"Kok we never met before? And almost every week if not overtime, I must be here. I live there." Aden pointed to the apartment tower not far from the place.

Mila did not respond, she could focus right now. He was afraid that Saga and Elgar would arrive. No one should know if she's Elgar's ex-wife and has a child with him. Billi is enough, only one knows. If one office finds out, it'll be a big deal.

Aden's sight was suddenly fixed on the shoes worn by Mila.

"Your shoes..so, like Mr. Elgar's?"

Mila suddenly choked on her own spit. Oh, my God, Aden's really observant. Aspri was an example because his boss's shoes alone he memorized. It's not like wearing Elgar's shoes, it's just, these sneakers are all he's got. There are many things that he did not bring when he moved to Indonesia. Only these shoes that he brought because there is more value in the heart of Mila.

"Emmmm...cook anyway? Coincidentally the same time. The problem is, the shoes are not just one, hehehe." Mila laughed to hide her nervousness.

"Yes kali. El Pak's have never been used, broken times. Used to be used, until I memorized."

Mila felt the phone that was nailed her hood vibrate, likely Elgar who called to ask her position.

"Why Mil, is your face so tense?"

"Well, no papa."

Mila was thinking how to get away from Aden. But not yet met the idea, his eyes caught the figure of Elgar and Saga who ran a small run near the park. And unfortunately, Saga also looked towards him.

Mila turned to look at Aden, it seemed that the man had not realized the whereabouts of Elgar there. Muru hunts Mila to code Elgar to stay away. But honey, Saga's already running towards him. Wanted to turn around, but Saga would have gone after him.

Mila put her index finger in her lips, hoping Saga was silent, not really mama.