
While relaxing a man was enjoying coffee in the quiet morning, a mystical voice that he always feared suddenly sounded.
"Don!"
Keano jerks. Almost the coffee he drank made it difficult to breathe.
"Generic ... Uhuk .... "
"Kok you left me, anyway?! Permin first dong, if you want to go," said Celia, directly sitting opposite Keano with an unsightly face.
"I'm sleepy. So get coffee."
"Can say first. I'm looking for you."
"I'm not going anywhere, really. Stay here (make Airin)."
"Had you covered?"
"It."
"Gimbab driver," said Celia, Keano turned the eyeball in response.
Celia asked for something strange. All he knows, gimbab is a Korean snack similar to Sushi.
"Resto Korea is far from here, Cel," Keano replied with a lazy face.
"Come, No. I'm craving this again. Do you want our son to be an ileran?"
Habits. Celia always uses pregnancy as a shield so Keano can't refuse her request.
"Yes, already. Come on."
"Asiatic. Thank you, dear." Celia immediately rushed into the arms of Keano who had just stood up.
"Don't be like this, Cel. Shame on many people." Keano got rid of Celia's body that was attached to her.
The woman thumped her lips, then twitched spoiled in her arms, as she passed away leaving the canteen. Keano was already furious. Tired of arguing, he also resigned to the treatment of Celia who was too spoiled.
Because they are in public places, not a few pairs of eyes that look at them. But Celia still didn't care about it.
'It feels attached to astral beings. Why is the aura so horror like this?' Keano monologues in heart. I don't know why the feather suddenly bristled.
And sure enough, his monolid eyes instantly collided with the sharp gaze that a woman was casting in front of him.
"Of Keano!" peekkik Zia's.
Keano.
It could be a coincidence. She who had missed Zia lately, her heart had warmed up. Seeing a smile that looked similar to hers was in plain sight, like hypnotizing her to smile.
Keano feels like she's just glazed.
But, the smile engraved on his face instantly faded when he saw the little girl now in Rain's arms. His mortal enemy.
Seeing the closeness of Rain and Zia made Keano's heart ripple. Bemoan. Like just breaking into the opponent's defense goal when you first do it. Even Keano as Zia's real father had never carried the little girl.
Keano removed Celia's hand from her arm. Then approach Rain—more precisely Zia—to greet the little girl.
"Hi, Zia. How are you doing? Kok, Zia is here. Who's sick?" Keano slightly lowered her head to look at Zia's cute face up close.
'Why is Zia's face a little pale?' ask in the heart.
Seeing Keano more interested in chatting with the little girl and ignoring her, Celia was inflamed. There is airin there.
He wondered what kind of relationship Keano and the boy had, so they looked very familiar. As Celia knew, Keano was rarely able to get close to a child.
Zia almost opened her mouth, but Airin interrupted quickly, "It has nothing to do with you. Come on, Mas." Airin gave Rain a little boost to get away from the man.
The tail of her eyes could see Celia getting closer. Airin was worried, her former best friend asked about Zia. It was enough that Rival had done evil to his daughter. Not Celia either.
Airin was convinced that she would not let Zia escape if she knew Keano was her father. What's more, as far as Airin knows, Celia is pregnant with Keano's child. Of course his former best friend will feel rivaled.
Celia will justify any means to get rid of whoever is the barrier to having Keano completely.
"Wait!" prevent Celia, stop her second move.
"M-Mas, just keep going," pinta Airin.
Rain who understood the situation could only nod, without asking for more explanation. Zia showed a confused expression. His round eyes blinked a few times.
"Watery!" shouted Celia, not giving up even though Airin continued to ignore her.
Rain and Airin immediately left from there, ignoring Celia who was chasing from behind. While Keano looked at his third back with a complicated look.
Brugh.
"Awh!"
Almost Celia's body fell, accidentally he hit someone because he was too focused on chasing Airin.
"Sorry," said a man who was hit by Celia earlier.
"If you look around, dong. Do you want responsibility if the fetus in my stomach is why?!" grunt Celia.
"But, the Mbak is also the one who is not careful—Eh you? Weren't you the woman at the nightclub?" asked the man, looking at Celia's face.
Celia's surprised. His face water instantly turned deathly pale.
"You're wrong," elak Celia as she turned, trying to hide her face.
"Cannot be. I'm not senile, of course I remember your face."
Celia inched backwards, intending to leave that person behind.
Grep.
The man instead held his hand, before Celia got further away. Keano who noticed something was off, immediately took action. He also approached Celia.
"I'm not wrong. You're the woman who's been serving us. If I'm wrong, why do you look scared?"
Deg.
That word unintentionally sounded Keano who was heading towards them.
"What's this?" Keano's deep voice further made Celia's body stiffen.
The man was also surprised, to stretch the grip of his hand.
"T-no, No. It seems like this crazy man is the wrong person," Celia argued, brushed off the man's hand, then immediately pulled Keano away from him.
Keano noticed Celia's nervous look. The woman's hand that was pulling on her arm felt colder than before.
There was no need to look for answers from the venomous snake's mouth. Of course Keano immediately put his suspicions on him. And there was only one way to get an explanation of the words of the foreign man, which he had heard earlier.
"Nurtau .... "
"Y-yes?"
"It looks like we need to do a DNA test on that fetus."
Deg.
Gosh darn. Did Keano hear the man's words?
"But, No. This is your son. You don't believe it? Didn't we do that in your apartment?"
"OK, okay. We did it once. But can you guarantee that if you don't do it with someone else?"
"What do you mean!" Celia did not accept. Yes, he got caught this fast?
'Fucking guy. Why appear at the wrong time?' grumbled Celia in heart.
"Then do a DNA test" Keano said.
Celia was silent for a moment. Makes Keano even more doubtful if the fetus that Celia conceived is her child.
"How's it?" The man with monolid eyes sounded impatient.
"I .... "