She's my Ex-husband
49 DMS

Aden drove his car to a mini market at the end of the complex near the highway. Next to him, Saga looks happy because his desire to eat ice cream will be obedient. Arriving at the minimarket, Saga immediately headed for the ice cream parlour, picking some but then she returned them again.

"Why?" Aden frowned.

"Can't Om, Saga buy three?" Ask while showing the number 3 with his finger.

"The freezer can also be. Just take it, all right, take whichever snack you like." Aden pointed at the snack shelf. His upset feelings for the boss are still not gone, still want him to vent by spending as much money as possible.

"But, Saga will be scolded by mama if there are many snacks." Saga is in a dilemma, between wanting to shop a lot, but fearing being scolded.

Aden didn't want to talk much anymore, he took the basket and put some ice cream in it. Including those that had been held by Saga. Next he brought Saga to the snack rack.

"Pick pick, keep going home. Delighted mother and father you if let alone doang."

Saga did not bother Aden, he took some chips, chocolate and jelli and put them in the basket. After the basket was full, Aden took him to the cashier's place. I swear by anything, she doesn't want her boss to be nice alone and she's a baby sitter.

A beautiful cashier began to count their groceries.

"Not all the bread sir, buy one free one." Aden simply answered her with a slit and a smile. It feels like a long time to be called a mas, baby wherever he goes, everyone calls him sir.

"Or the wafer, buy 2 free one." Again Aden nodded. It is always like this when shopping at the minimarket. Maybe a trick to practice.

"Or the drink?"

Aden sighed then looked at the pretty cashier. "Is there a free phone number?"

The cashier immediately swallowed his saliva. "Sorry sir, if that one doesn't exist."

Saga who was standing next to Aden chuckled at hearing that.

"Looks his son understands sir. Watch out for being pitted against his camp later." Said the cashier while holding a smile.

Aden bowed lethargic. What looks like he is very old like a father, so it is thought his father Saga.

"Not my son, I'm still a virgin."

"Ups, sorry." The cashier closed his mouth.

Finished paying the cashier, they both came out. Near the door, there was a grandmother asking for it. Saga pulls Aden's arm to a stop.

"Om, is there money? Saga wants to give me that grandma." Saga pointed her chin towards the asking grandmother.

Aden reached into his pants pocket, there was five thousand money there and he immediately gave it to Saga. The little boy approached the grandmother and put the money in the basin in front of the beggar's grandmother.

"Thank you son, may you be a smart child and much of his fortune."

"Aamiin, same with grandma."

Aden breathed a rough look at him.

It's good to find money, sit down and have someone give. Lha me? must work the bones all slamming heart to smash the pieces to make money.

...----------------...

While at home, Mila and Elgar are equally silent. Before we met, there was a lot to say, but now, it feels awkward.

Elgar, who was sitting on a long sofa, patted the side of the chair, gesturing for Mila to move to sit. Mila pura doesn't understand. She probably sat that close to Elgar. It's a lot like this, it's pretty awkward, especially that close.

"Move here." That word he finally let out to see Mila who pretended not to understand.

"A, I'm just here" Mila refused.

Elgar smiled forced to hear Mila's refusal. But he's not discouraged, there's still a thousand and one ways to get closer to Mila.

"I'm a widower."

"Hem, I already know." Mila's voice was flat, no expression of pleasure or anything.

"Cu.ma is that the response?" Elgar was disappointed to see the seemingly ordinary Mila.

"So, should I prance that prance, or salto?"

Elgar bowed lethargic. Far from his hope. She thought Mila would be happy because there was no more obstacle for them to be together.

"May I ask?" Elgar who was just a little whiny suddenly serious. "You're still disappointed in me? Can't accept me completely?"

Mila didn't expect Elgar to be a baper like this. Though earlier he was just pranking, pura cuek with the new status of Elgar so that the man was upset, knew he was even beper. In fact he was also happy with Elgar's new status.

Mila was silent, in the depths of her heart, that disappointment was indeed present. But his love is so much bigger than that disappointment. There was not the slightest intention of him to avenge Elgar.

"It seems you are still hesitant to refer me. But I'm not the old Elgar. Ten times you rejected me, eleven times I will fight to get you back, and so on. And when my divorce papers come out, I'll take my mama to propose to you."

While both of them were busy with their own thoughts, Ms. Rahmi came to bring drinks.

"There is no need to bother Mom," said Elgar.

"drink only. You said the guest was two miles, which one was one?"

"Today's the market Ma'am, same Saga, buy ice cream."

"Oh...." After that, Ms. Rahmi went back inside, leaving Mila and Elgar together.

"Drink first, let's be cool," said Mila.

"More if you smile."

Mila rolled both her eyes lazy. It used to feel like Elgar was never a sloppy like this, but now, why is it so smart.

Elgar grabbed the cup of tea in front of him, sipped it a little and put it back on the table.

"Mil, what's under you?" Elgar stared intently under the single sofa that Mila occupied.

"What the hell?" Suddenly Mila was curious, along to look down. But there's nothing there. Elgar stood up and kept staring in the same direction.

"Try to stand up first."

Unsuspecting, Mila just according to stand while paying attention to the bottom sofa that she was sitting on. While Mila was still focused on looking down, Elgar pulled him fast, sat down on a long sofa and followed Elgar sitting next to him. At that moment, he realized that Elgar was working on it.

"El, what the hell." Mila was about to get up but Elgar held him back first and leaned his head against Mila.

"I'm sleepy Mil." Elgar leaned on Mila's shoulder while closing his eyes.

Mila glanced at Elgar. He never thought, could Elgar have a crazy idea like this. And now, leisurely and sinlessly leaning on his shoulder

"El, I'm ashamed that I saw." Mila was about to stand up again but Elgar held back his arm.

"Please, just for a second. Last night I couldn't sleep so I can't wait to be early in the morning and the trial. I really want to get out of Salsa soon. Please Mil, let me sleep on your boat for a while, comfortable backrest for me."

Mila helplessly refused, she finally let Elgar sleep on her shoulder. Mila leaned back the recline of the chair, tired also if you have to sit upright with Elgar's head on his shoulder.

Before long, Mila could feel that if Elgar's breath began to be regular, it seemed that the man was not lying, really sleepy, the proof was now asleep. Elgar's hand moved to hold Mila's hand, because in a sleeping position, Mila let saha. Suddenly he began to sleep a little.

"Hem hem."

Mila who had just closed her eyes immediately wavered to hear her mother's deheman. With a face flushed with embarrassment, he quickly let go of Elgar's hand and reflexively stood up. Making Elgar's head immediately fell to the couch. Inevitably the man immediately woke up and saw that there was Bu Rahmi in the guest room.

The atmosphere immediately turned awkward, until finally Bu Rahmi made a sound.

"Mommy wants to bake at Bu Sari's house for a minute." In his hand was a box of cookies that Elgar had brought.

"I, yes, Mom."

As soon as Bu Rahmi came out, Mila sat back down and immediately glared at Elgar. "No, I said what. Embarrassed to be found out, mother" Mila said furiously with her hands clenched, eager to hit Elgar so upset.

"Your mother must have understood. We don't know what to do." Elgar took a piece of chocolate cake and thrust it into Mila's mouth. Unwilling to be fed, Mila takes the cake from Elgar's hand and eats it herself. If you are upset like this, eating feels better.

Elgar chuckled softly at Mila who was eager to chew the cake, and he took it and ate it.

Elgar stopped eating when he saw the chocolate cream that was lipped by Mila. Lips that have been very much appreciated suddenly look ten times sweeter when applied chocolate cream. Jakun Elgar moved up and down. Quickly he lowered his head so as not to see the enormous temptation.

"What the hell is it?" Mila feels Elgar is a little weird.

Elgar raised his face, his gaze unable to shift from lips to brown cream. He could not stand it anymore, slowly starting to advance his face towards Mila's face.

Looking at Elgar's face that was getting closer and the eyes that kept on his lips, Mila's heart was racing. His body suddenly felt stiff, instead of dodging, he closed his eyes.

"Mama."

Saga's screams made Elgar and Mila reflect away their faces. Though only an inch longer the two lips are fused, but the presence of Saga who arrived suddenly disperse everything.

Near the door, Aden could not help but laugh. It felt good to see his boss fail to kiss.