She's my Ex-husband
43 DMS

After a drama-filled dinner, Elgar and Reno finally leave. Reno is still always the zolimi party during dinner, but for the sake of free meals and a job so as not to be fired, Reno remains patient. And now, the man was waiting for his boss in the car because Elgar was still chatting with Mila.

"What do you want to say about El?" Mila grunted in annoyance. He said he wanted to seriously, even ngalor ngidul not clear. Though pamit Saga and Bu Rahmi already from earlier, but still do not want to go home.

"Yeah Mil, that's so. Don't know what, I'm in kangen mode again, want old same old you let later tonight can sleep soundly."

Mila flicked her lips. The reason Elgar could not make him sympathize at all and let the man sit down any longer. It's night, don't be reprimanded by security guards or citizens.

Mila stood up from her seat. "Yes, here to Malem, I want to go in, sleepy."

"Heiiss." Elgar held Mila's hand as she was about to leave. "Now very bad, the feeling used to be not gini. I'm so much the same."

Mila pulled the rough of her wrist that Elgar was holding. "I used to recite because of your wife, let her get a reward. Lha now? why do I also shun." He rolled both his eyes lazily.

"Cie cie..ngode nih, ask to be immediately copied like first." Elgar chuckled softly.

Mila threw out a heavy breath while ringing in a bell. Basic duda kepedean, his inner. Males once Mila responds to Elgar's taunts. He walked towards the door. Better get into the house, because Saga would have been waiting to be read a fairy tale.

"Eits, jerk." Elgar pulls Mila's hand back, holding her back from entering the house. "Yes yes, I'm serious, sit down first."

Mila again pulled her hand rough to the point of breaking from Elgar's hand. "Why are you, Mil, like, so unclean I hold? The reason used to be because I was the husband of someone, now a widower, still acting like me."

"Your dual status is not yet clear El." Sizzle Mila while glaring.

"It's not clear how, I've been looking at Salsa. And now that Salsa is pregnant with Ben's son, which judge didn't decide to divorce her while she was pregnant with another man? Couldn't it, soft little bit with me? I'm tormented here and on with you."

Mila covered her mouth with a palm. I swear, want to laugh at him at this time, so much Elgar's talk. Forgetting how he used to treat Mila pas is still his wife, now just dicuekin little, invited to keep distance, menggelamuhnya already like the most zolimized people in the world.

"You know about Saga."

Mila was shocked at once.

"Mama wants to see Saga. I mean, I'd like your permission to bring Saga home."

"No," refused Mila quickly. He was still afraid that Miss Dirga would take Saga from him. And now that Salsa and Elgar aren't legally divorced, he doesn't want Salsa or Mr. Rendra to hurt Saga if they know Saga's son Elgar.

"Before you and Salsa's business is done, I won't allow it. I don't want Saga why if everyone knows that he's your son El. I'm sure you haven't forgotten the reason you used to reason me, because papa Salsa right? So please, think Saga's safety."

"You're still mad at my mama?" Elgar felt that there was another reason other than what Mila had just said.

"No." Mila shakes. He was no longer concerned when Ms. Dirga did not want to bless them.

"I'll make sure for our wedding later, mama's sure to bless. Mama's a good man Mil, she loves Saga as much as she loves Pink. So please, let's go." Elgar couldn't bear to say no to his mother. He did not want to make the happy woman disappointed.

"Whatever it is, I still don't allow it. Inget, Saga is my son. I've been pregnant, giving birth and distributing it alone for 7 years. So I don't like it when someone suddenly feels entitled to Saga."

Elgar's face changed immediately. Mila's words were very telling, making her aware that if it had been all this time, she had done nothing for Saga. He only planted seeds, but nothing for 7 years.

"Sorry, okay I understand." Elgar smiled bitterly.

"El, sorry. I didn't mean to offend you."

"Sir papa. But that's the truth."

Jeez Mila, you shouldn't be talking like that.

Mila felt even more guilty looking at Elgar's facial expression. I want him to take back the word he said. Unfortunately, that is very unlikely.

"Udah malem, I'll go home first." Elgar took the ponse on the table and put it in his pants pocket.

Elgar smiled as he touched Mila's shoulder. "I'm not angry, and I can never be angry with you. Uda, get in there, it's too cold, it's cold outside." Elgar pushed Mila's shoulder into the house.

"Bye, I love you." Elgar closes the door from the outside, but Mila first holds it before it closes perfectly.

"I've never wronged you for everything that's happened these 7 years." Mila had to say it rather than sleepless all night because she felt guilty.

"Thank you. Tomorrow I will go to Salsa's house, return it well to her parents. You want to tell me, wait for my divorce papers to come out and propose to you?"

Mila bit her lower lip, her taste buds. Can not lie, if until now, his love is still for the same person, namely Elgar. Mila nodded with a red face, making Elgar very relieved and eager to finish his divorce.

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Elgar sends a message to Salsa if she's on her way home. The message made Salsa in a fog. Elgar didn't know she was pregnant. And if the man finds out and says it's not his son, he can shake his family. He was just keeping his papa feeling at the moment. The middle-aged man is happy because he will have a grandson, do not let his happiness be destroyed when he knows if it is the result of cheating.

Salsa, who was waiting on the terrace, ran to Elgar as soon as the man's car entered the courtyard. He's gonna tell Elgar to come home so he doesn't meet his parents.

Salsa stared at Elgar sharply with both hands folded in the chest.

"Why did you come here?" cynically.

Elgar stretched out his hand in front of Salsa, making the woman frown in confusion. "Congratulations, you're finally pregnant too."

Salsa's mouth is open with perfectly rounded eyes. He thinks Elgar doesn't know about this.

"Da, da, how do you know?" Salsa squeezed her hands out of nervousness. Cold sweat started to come out from the surface of his skin.

Elgar laughed lightly at Salsa's nervousness. "I want to meet both of your parents. Put you back well on them."

Salsa immediately shook his head quickly. He would never let Elgar meet his parents, especially his father. "Get out of here, let's discuss these two." Salsa opened the door of Elgar's car and pushed the man in, unfortunately Elgar revolted, unwilling to leave.

"I have to see your parents."

"Don't be crazy El." Salsa is held back. He watched the door of his house, hopefully his papa did not appear. "You know my dad is sick. So please don't make the illness worse."

Elgar smiled bitterly. He remembered his alm papa who continued to be pressured by Mr. Rendra until he died. But he's not that bad, won't take revenge by doing the same with Mr. Rendra.

"Do your parents know you're pregnant?"

Salsa nodded.

"Don't tell me they think it's my son." Elgar pointed his chin towards Salsa's stomach.

And again, Salsa nodded.

Elgar grunting. This obviously cannot be allowed. They should know everything. Elgar ignored Salsa and walked quickly to the door of the mansion before him. Not staying still, Salsa immediately caught up with him and pulled Elgar's arm.

"I beg El, don't tell them."

Elgar breathed heavily and threw out Salsa's hand. "It's a big deal. I don't want any misunderstandings here."

Salsa kept shaking. "Let me explain this to them El. I'll do anything, including not coming to court next time our divorce is over."

Salsa clenched her palms together in her chest, her eyes glazed with glass. Actually Elgar pity, but he wants there to be a misunderstanding with Mr. Rendra. That person is too dangerous, lest the middle-aged man get angry because he divorced Salsa while pregnant. Can Mila again be affected.

"When you come or you don't go to trial, nothing will change. You're pregnant with your cuckoo, and I have proof, so even if you come, I'll still win the trial. But if you don't want to be ashamed, it's better not to come. So I ask you, don't stop me from explaining this to your papa. I promise you, I'll talk as good as I can."

Salsa tears are melting. He could not see the disappointment on the faces of his parents. Just two days ago they were happy because of her pregnancy, was today, they were going to swallow the disappointment pill?