"Who told you that I was jealous! There's no such thing as jealousy in my dictionary!" snapped Sarah as she turned her face to the left, reluctant to look back at Hilman.

"Oh yeah? Well then, what's it called?" asked Hilman while smiling broadly at the adorable expression Sarah was showing him. "Is that what you call an expression of affection for me, so that you look jealous of me just because I call my daughter who will become your daughter-in-law my bride," she said with a sweet smile.

"Who says I'm affectionate with-" Sarah instantly stopped her speech when she heard Hilman's last words. Her eyes even blinked as she looked back at the man, who giggled amusedly at the expression on her face. "Who did you say it was? Your daughter? Bidadariku is what you call your daughter?" she asked with wide eyes in shock.

"Hmmm ...! That's right, my dear! My bride is my nickname for Marissa, aka my daughter who will soon become your daughter-in-law, once you accept my invitation to marry, right when your iddah period has expired." A big smile now graced Hilman's face, increasing his good looks.

"Oh!" said Sarah as she looked down in shame at having been caught being jealous of a man.

"Well, I've answered your question. Now answer my question, are you willing to be my last port of call? Then become a sambung mother for my son. While I become a dial father for your son!" Hilman asked in a firm tone. "oh yes, don't forget to be the parents of our future children that you will give birth to in our marriage," he said happily.

Sarah, who heard the words child and childbirth, immediately paled. When she remembered that her ex-husband had spilled his seed repeatedly in her womb. Meanwhile, she had stopped using birth control pills since she divorced him. Cold sweat broke out from the pores of her skin. She also seemed to have difficulty swallowing saliva.

"What's wrong with you, Sarah?" asked Hilman worriedly as he saw and realized that Sarah's facial expression suddenly changed completely when he discussed children. He even wondered if she was still traumatized by childbirth. So her face was pale like that. "If you are afraid of having children with me when we are married, it's okay if we postpone it. We can still take care of and raise our two children, Marissa and Satria. Wow! Even their names already look suitable as brother and sister. What do you think, dear?" he asked in an excited tone.

"I can't! Sorry!" said Sarah quickly as she hurriedly walked past Hilman who was surprised to hear her refusal.

The man even froze for an instant, until he could not prevent the departure of Sarah, who hurriedly exited the elevator that happened to be open and then walked back towards the emergency stairs, towards the hospital lobby to ask about her mother.

"Did I look too hasty, so she rejected my proposal?" asked Hilman in surprise as he turned around. But coincidentally, the elevator doors closed again so he had to wait to go up first and then go back down to look for Sarah's whereabouts.

***

Meanwhile, Aditya, who had finally arrived at Heathrow International Airport, had just turned on his cell phone again. Shortly thereafter, whatsapp messages successively entered. The man then opened it, which turned out to be from Yatno.

His initial smile at the thought of reuniting with his ex-wife turned bright red as he held back his anger when he read the message Yatno had sent him. "You bastard!" he cursed angrily as his facial veins tightened and his features hardened.

The man quickly contacted Yatno. "What's the story so Sarah can escape? Then who is the man who helped her? Why did you say that he was her future husband?"

"That's what the man and Madame Sarah said, sir. I failed to take Madame, also because of that man. Moreover, that time, when Madame asked for permission to settle the payment at the hospital, that man suddenly came over. He continued to engage me in an argument. I was afraid that it would be a problem in the future, especially since the hospital was crowded at that time. So it was a bit difficult for me to take Madam away. However, you don't need to worry. Because I have found a way to get Madam to see Tuan immediately," Yatno explained. Not long after, the sound of Satria crying was heard. Yatno hurriedly looked back, where his wife was staring at him fiercely because she had to look after her employer's son. "Don't look at me like that, Ris! You better clean up Young Master's bedwetting. Don't forget to give him a bath, then give him some formula, so he can get a good night's sleep!" he ordered the woman while giving her a sharp look back.

"I just got home from work, No! How could you ask me to take care of a baby?!" Risma grumbled in annoyance. But she was willing to comply for fear of seeing the look on her husband's face.

"Just take care of it, what the hell! If I'm given a tip by Tuan, you'll be happy too, you'll be able to travel and eat well!" Yatno grumbled back.

"Yes ... yes!" said Risma with a sour face. She hurriedly did what her husband told her to do.

Yatno smiled happily as his wife obeyed, even though her face looked bent 10. He quickly put his cell phone back to his right ear. "Hello, sir!" he greeted when he saw the call was still in progress.

Aditya on the other side could only chuckle happily because this driver, he could totally relate to. "So... Satria is with you?" he asked with a wide grin.

"Yes, sir! I managed to kidnap him from the hands of the neighboring madam he left him with," said Yatno proudly.

"Good! Good job, Yatno, you're better than Rian! That's why when I found out he was messing with my wife, I fired him immediately! I don't need a lackey like that idiot!" scolded Aditya, who was again furious when he remembered the photos of Sarah's togetherness with his former driver. Although he admitted, if Rian did have a sweet face. He then thought, maybe it was because of the man's sweet face that made Sarah turn away. Even though he had tried hard to make the woman unattractive in the eyes of anyone, just so that he was the one who enjoyed her beauty. Unfortunately it was his own personal driver who was interested in his wife. "oh yes, you brought Satria to my apartment. The key is with you, right? Then, I will contact my wife myself. Then you pick him up, and take him straight to the airport so he can follow me here. Don't forget, buy airplane tickets that depart on the first flight to Heathrow International Airport. If necessary, you should be here early tomorrow morning. As for Sarah and Satria's passports, I have prepared them at the apartment. So don't forget, take it there first. Oh yes, the passport for you is also there. So don't worry, because I have prepared everything well."

"Yes, sir! Thank you very much, sir!" said Yatno, happy that this way he could travel abroad.

"Hmmm...! I'm waiting for some good news from you! Don't fail again! If you fail, be prepared to lose your job. Because I don't like workers who fail!" threatened Aditya.The man then turned off the phone.Then he walked back, whistling happily, towards the exit where the car waiting for him had arrived.

Meanwhile, Yatno smiled happily. But soon changed his expression to a flat one, as his wife looked at him sharply. "Why you?"

"It's good to be the boss's favorite subordinate! I'll be invited to travel abroad again! It'll be nice to see sexy Caucasians passing by!" Risma grumbled as she carried Satria, who had just finished bathing. She hurried into the room to dress Satria and give him milk as ordered by her husband.

"If you want to come, I'll tell my boss. Who knows, he might be willing to buy you the same plane ticket," Yatno coaxed.

Risma's smile instantly blossomed into a perfect smile as the woman looked back, where her husband was.

"Uh, but ... to go abroad, you have to use a passport, right?" chirped Yatno again. "That means you failed to come!" she said.

Risma's wide smile, which had been expanding, immediately withered. She then glared at her husband who could only let out a big grin. "It's not funny!" she grumbled.