My fault? Or Destiny?
Chapter.37

Mila enters Mila's room cautiously, however afraid that Hasna will suddenly be disturbed by her sleep due to Mila's arrival.

Papi! Sorry Hasna!

Shouted Hasna until her tears filled her eyes, Mila approached Hasna's body.

"Darling! Hasna wake up son!" Mila woke Hasna up gently.

"Mi!" hasna hugged Mila's body.

"Why baby? What the hell happened to you? You're having a nightmare?" tanya Mila.

"Yes Mi, Hasna dreams Papi angry with Hasna until Papi does not want to be the same Hasna again, Hasna knows that this is the fault of Hasna Mi. Hasna accidentally called Om Tama as Papi, Hasna completely forgot to make Papi jealous. Hasna does not want to lose Papi Mi," said Hasna while still reluctant.

"Well, my dear, it's not Hasna's fault. Papi will also not be angry with Hasna, later let Mami who talks with Papi yes. Hasna no need to worry anymore, later if you meet Om Tama do not call with the word Papi yes. Papi Hasna is now Malik, not Om Tama. Hasna want to wake up or go to sleep again?" asked Mila while stroking Hasna's back.

"Hasna wants to sleep again Mi, but Hasna is afraid to sleep alone. Would you like Hasna to sleep with Hasna?" hasna looked at Mila.

Mila carried Hasna to Hanan's room, before entering Mila to take the door first.

"Darling? You're belim sleeping? This Hasna said she wants to sleep with you, Hasna is afraid that if it rains gini, you don't mind right?" tanya Mila made Hanan yawn.

"Have the Mi woke up just now to the door, here the important Deck do not wet it. Mommy's not resting?" hanan asked while asking Hasna to Mila.

"I'm sorry baby so wake up, just calm Hasna not kompolan kok. Mami tipped Hasna yes dear, hunted sleep again. Mami also soon want to rest, later Mami woke up if it was adzan maghrib yes. We pray together for a long time not praying together," bargained Mila allow Hanan blanket back.

Hanan just nodded then closed his eyes again, before coming out Mila kissed her daughter's son's forehead. Mila came out down the stairs very slowly to her room, Mila slightly slowly opened the door afraid that Malik was sleeping. Apparently Malik has not slept is still busy with his phone, Mila decided to take a shower first.

"Why don't you sleep? Aren't you tired?" tanya Mila who just came out of the bathroom was already wearing her nightgown.

"There's something I want to ask you, so I'm waiting for you. Yes actually Mas sleepy, but Mas make not sleepy to be able to get the answer. You are taking a long shower now" said Malik telling Mila to lie down next to him.

"What do you want to ask? Eh from the first I if the bath is also long ago Mas," bela Mila glared at Malik.

"Mas needs to know who Hasna really is? If it looks more clear Hasna is very similar to me," asked Malik so seriously.

"Actually Hasna's your son Mas, sorry because I didn't tell you earlier. Ever since I found out that I was pregnant, I had intended to hide the pregnancy. I don't want if you know Mama will also know, then even make our child's life threatened. Not because I don't believe in Mama Mas, but looking back on how your treatment of me made me decide to hide it. Indeed, from the beginning Mother was against this behavioral idea," explained Mila while breathing air.

Malik was silent his heart rumbled, for some reason it felt really sick. Malik should be able to accompany Mila during childbirth, even Malik should have tried Hasna. Tears instantly trickled considering how foolish Malik was to let Mila try her hardest to give birth without her figure.

Basic Stupid!

Maki Malik who made Mila turn her head, Mila hugged Malik. His heart was in pain, it turned out that the lie that was hidden longer would make more people injured.

"I'm sorry Mas, I should have talked to you earlier. I just couldn't bear to hear the evil words that your Mama said," Mila said her lips felt choked.

"It's not your fault baby, it's my fault! I'm too stupid to know about you, I'm sorry I thought you were doing that to someone else. I'm really stupid!" malik is angry with himself.

"Mas don't be like this, after all this is just a mistake. The important thing is now that you know who Hasna really is, let's start everything with a new atmosphere. Let's begin to be happy after the suffering has separated us, let's strengthen each other. And keep each other in a relationship so that there is no more separation," said Mila kissed Malik's forehead very long.

Malik enjoys the kiss, Malik misses the fragrance on Mila's body. The scent that Malik had always longed for was now in front of his eyes. The woman was even kissing her very sincerely, Malik closed his eyes. Because of drowsiness that can not be held back anymore, especially today really makes Malik soybean.

Krucuk.krucuk.

The voice in Malik's stomach suddenly rebelled, Malik opened his eyes looking next door. But Mila was not there beside him, Malik decided to come out. Sure enough Mila is currently cooking making her stomach want to be immediately dissipated.

"Wake you up, Mom? Why are you hungry?" mila asked as she stroked the hand that was coiled around her body.

"Hem, you made my stomach rumble. Even though I am still reluctant to wake up, you have to take responsibility. Who told me to make my stomach rumble so my sleep was disturbed," muttered Malik buried his face in Mila's neck making Mila groan.

"Mas don't do this plis! I'm focusing on the food, not good until Auntie sees it. Plis deh Mas!" please Mila tries to get Malik's face off his neck.

"Hem seems like tomorrow you don't have to use a maid, you're home anyway. I want you to take care of the kids so I'm the one looking for money, it looks like we don't need a maid anymore. But I think it also needs to help you not to be tired, what if the working hours are cut?" malik's proposal makes Mila look at each other now they look at each other.

"What do you mean? Is there a maid who works her time in pieces? There is also a salary that was cut Mas," said Mila again focus on cooking.

"Yes there is a dear dong, later the maid was just told to cook the same clean-house. If it is finished, you can go home, especially the maid is near her house. How do you agree, right?" malik said making Mila nod.

Duh Malik definition of a dream husband when the wife is cooking again, hugged from behind while whispered less money? Duh Mas is not fondly always that granny.