She's my Ex-husband
74 DMS

After a long time lying in bed, Mila came out. Usually after dinner, he will accompany Saga learning to continue reading fairy tales to sleep.

Mila frowned when she saw the dining table, there was only Saga and Bu Rahmi there. Where's Elgar? Has the man finished eating?

"Don't you eat Mil?" ask Ms. Rahmi.

"Still full Mom." Actually not still full, rather there is no appetite.

"Elgar doesn't eat either?"

Mila was a little surprised, only to find out if Elgar was not eating either.

"She's still full at times, too" Mila reasoned.

Seeing Saga who had finished eating, Mila took her to the room. First he sent Saga in, while he looked for Elgar into the living room and terrace. No, that man is nowhere. But the car's still parked in the yard.

Mila followed Saga in her room. It seemed that Saga, who was ready with books and stationery, was waiting for her. Near him Saga, as usual, he would teach the boy calistung.

Unlike usual, tonight Mila can't focus. His mind wanders in search of Elgar's whereabouts. Where is that guy now? Don't don't, he's visiting the drained Salsa? Don't don't kid Elgar's son, not Ben's?

Mila quickly disposes of her negative thoughts about Elgar. No, that's not possible, obviously it's Ben's son. He saw for himself what Ben was worried about. If Salsa had admitted it was Ben's son, it would have been Ben's. Because here, Salsa knows best whose child she's carrying.

How come I'm the one who's upset, should El be upset because I'm sulking?

"Well, is this true?" Finished doing the count problem, Saga showed the results to Mila.

"Mah." Mah." Saga called back while touching the arm because her mother was just dumbass.

"I, yeah, what's up, baby?" Mila gelagapan's.

"It's over, mama's thinking what the hell, how to talk?"

Mila scratching his head. Shame to say again think of your father, who is missing somewhere now.

"Here mama look." Mila took over Saga's book, checked out the count she had made. "Such a mama's boy, really all." Mila said with a smile and rubbed Saga's head.

"Not the mother's child, but the mother's child is equally papa," Ralat Saga.

"Yes, yes, mom's son is equally papa." Mila laughed at Saga's critical way of thinking. Wrong just a little, the child must be immediately alert to rectify.

After studying, Mila invited Saga to sleep. Read the fairy tale until the boy falls asleep. Mila kissed Saga on the forehead, cleared her blanket and walked out.

Arriving in the room, Mila still did not see Elgar's nose. His mind was getting messed up, where Elgar was going. It has been a long time, since leaving the room, until now has not come home either.

Mila is trying to sleep. Already bergonta change position from telengtang, left tilt, right tilt, until curled up, still not able to sleep.

Chequelek

Quickly Mila closed her eyes, pura pura slept because she was sure Elgar was entering. He felt the movement of the bed, sure enough, before long a circular arm on his waist.

"Well asleep?" The warm sweep of Elgar's breath that hit behind Mila's ears and nape made her goosebumps. If this continues, it is difficult to pretend to sleep.

"Still craving?" Back Elgar asked while kissing around the ears and nape of Mila. He was sure that if Mila had not slept, so he deliberately made Mila nervous. Not in vain, Mila can't stand it either. He wriggled amusedly as he turned around and pushed Elgar away.

"I want to sleep, don't bother." His words were annoyed with a pouting face and then returned to his back.

"Follow me yuk, we walk the road." Elgar hugged her from behind. "Pengen quality time with both of you."

"Males."

"Ck, come on, please."

"No." Mila kekeh refused. But Elgar's not his name if he just gives up. He opened the blanket that wrapped Mila's body, tickling her waist until the owner of the body laughed while wriggling.

"Udah El, it's already." Mila couldn't stand it. Many times he removed Elgar's hand from his waist. The hands are still coming back again and again. Not giving up until the word yes comes out of Mila's mouth.

"You don't? I won't stop until you say yes."

With forced Mila to say yes, than he continued to be tickled to bedwetting.

Elgar got off the bed, went to the cupboard and took Mila's jeans and gave it to her.

Mila frowned, guessing where she wanted to be taken to wear a jacket.

Elgar returned to the closet. Take her leather jacket and put it on immediately.

"Where the hell is El?" Mila asked as El took her out of the room. "It's a shame."

"It's also 9 o'clock. You're not a virgin I should be going home at 10, are you?"

Mila sighed. Not wanting to protest any more, he went with him wherever Elgar took him. Before leaving the house, do not forget they say goodbye to Bu Rahmi and leave Saga, afraid he suddenly woke up.

Upon arrival, Mila was shocked by the sighting of Billi's motor there. Not finished the confusion, Elgar had put a helmet on his head.

Mila pointed at the motor matic in front of her.

"Yes, we walk on a motorbike. Let's get a hug all the way. I like to envy the same love who makes out on the bike. I wish I'd done that one time too." Either only the reasons that are made or it is true, but it sounds really complicated.

"Can you ride a bike?"

Elgar immediately laughed. Don't know who Mila is. What was his youth like that often participated in wild balab.

"Can't, but good. Come on now." He was drawn to the motor. He went up first, turned on the engine and told Mila to immediately sit behind him.

"Tight grip. Valentino Rossi is in action." Mila chuckled and wrapped her arms around Elgar's waist.

"Ready.go." The matic motorbike that Elgar drove out of Mila's yard. With moderate speed Elgar drove his motorbike on the highway. Even though it was night, the streets were still very crowded. That's how the capital. Mila hugged Elgar tightly while leaning her chin on the man's shoulder.

"So you've been at Billy's?" Ask Mila a little scream. The noise of another vehicle forced him to amplify the sound.

"Yes, why? You're looking for me, aren't you?"

I want to say yes but prestige. The lies that come out. "No, why do you also love me, ge er."

"You're missing. You can't be far from me" Elgar said.

Mila smiles at her own smile. If it had been upset with Elgar, now it has been inversely proportional. He felt like he was dating. Walk the city streets on a clear night. If the other day the street lights look ordinary, tonight is amazing, looks very beautiful and makes the atmosphere more romantic.

"Cold no?" asked Elgar while looking at Mila for a moment.

"Little."

"Your hand goes in my jacket I let the angel."

According to Mila, the insertion of both palms into the pocket of Elgar's jacket. It turned out to be true, he felt warmer now.

"Where are we going?" ask Mila.

"Muter muter aja. If we find a good place we stop." It's weird, but it's like that. Elgar took the road aimlessly. For him, the most important thing is Mila no longer crave. Dizzle him if didiemin mulu. Can be a headache up bottom.

"El.laper."

Elgar chuckled at hearing it. Who told me to go on hunger strike. I am still full, since lunch I have not eaten.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever."

"Ck, most males if you get the answer is up. The effect is like I you told me to fill your heart. Buruan said, what do you want to eat? If it's any more, I'll take you to sate snails."

Mila immediately laughed at hearing it.

"What do the hiburs eat?"

Mila thought for a moment, confused about what to eat. Suddenly the appetite soared drastically, want to eat anything.

"There is angkringan, eat there yuk."

Without Mila's approval, Elgar immediately pulled his bike in front of a fairly crowded lesehan angkringan.