Wirata could not help to smile when she thought of how cute and charming he had become when they were at his mother's house. He tried to please her and acted romantically and was a gentleman in his own way.

"What are you smiling about?"

The harsh voice asked. Wirata was putting a tie on the collar of his white shirt for him before he was going to the office. These days he had to go to the office from Monday to Friday just like other office workers. Wirata looked up at his handsome face.

"Nothing." She replied, stopped smiling but her eyes showed happiness. She arranged the suit for him. He looked gorgeous as always. But she would not tell him that.

Stefan wrapped his arms around her waist loosely.

"I know you are laughing at me and complaining about me in your head."

The dashing voice said. Staring at her with his knowing eyes. He planted a kiss on her cheek.

"Yes. Why not?"

She pretended to accept the accuse.

"When will I be good in your eyes?"

He asked with a solemn face. Wirata kissed on his chin.

"Soon."

She responded. he slowly unfolded the grim face into a handsome smile.

"I think so. If calculating in percentage, what rate would you give me?"

The man who was good at calculating numbers and interests of his investment wanted to know how much she would give him credit.

"If we compare perfection is 100%. I would say you are a little over 50% at the moment."

she answered, giving him a clear picture which made him frowned immediately.

"What?! 50%, only a half?! I am behaving very well but still only 50%? "

He made a disbelieved and displeased voice. The handsome face was sulky, did not like the rating that she had given him. He thought it was too low to accept.

"Stefan."

Wirata called him with a firm voice.

"Yes."

"Please tell me for how long since you have been good? I mean since we have talked before we came back to Las Vegas."

She asked, touched his suit's collar to straighten it. Stefan thought she was behaving as though she was his mother. Stefan lifted his hands and started to count his fingers.

"Oh, so many days." He responded with a serious voice.

"How many days to be exact?"

She asked again. He paused for a second and sighed heavily. His face was like an impatient teenager who was irritated with the question he did not like to answer.

"Five days! Come on, that is counted as MANY DAYS to me."

The voice responded. Wirata pretended to send him intense eyes.

"Five days and it's counted as over fifty percent. I think you should be glad and proud of it as you have been um, not quite good all your life. I don't like cheating. If you want me to lie just to please you, I could do that. But would you prefer me to be sincere and tell you the truth instead as you always say you don't like a liar? "

She gave a long statement. Stefan thought he had chosen the right person to be his children's mother. Because she really liked to lecture and teach. Stefan was sure his kids would be genius and prudent with the mother like this one.

"Alright, if you say so. I will take it. Anyway, how are you feeling after the injections?"

He changed the topic.

Yesterday, Stefan asked his friend who was a doctor to come to the penthouse. Stefan convinced her to use the injection method instead of taking birth control pills.

"Good. I think it the right decision for an injection every three months. I don't have to worry about forgetting to take the pills anymore."

She replied with a soft and cheerful voice. At first, Wirata felt deeply hurt inside. Because the man enthusiastically arranged this for her as though he was afraid that she would get pregnant.

But after brushing off the silly emotional thought and using the brain and reasons to think beyond the emotions. Wirata then agreed with him that it was the best for precaution.

The future of her and Stefan was like a stick in the muddy pitch. It was not stable and still flimsy. Today he was good with her, but who knew the future?

Best to protect and took their time as there were nine months to go yet. If he really wanted her and then having children later would not be a problem.

"You know? When it comes to that time of the month. The doctor said that the injection may make the period not come as much or maybe delay. I like it. It's so annoying and uncomfortable when it comes a lot."

She said openly with him. Stefan smiled and nodded. He liked to listen to her clear crystal voice.

"But it can make me gain weight as well."

Wirata continued. She also read about birth control injection. One of the side-effects was to gain weight.

"You are so slim, nothing wrong to gain a little extra weight."

Stefan said. The big hand reached out and squeezed her nose in the teasing gesture.

"Tonight, I might come home late again."

He told her. He always returned home late since they came back. Melissa was still around and that was another reason Wirata kept in her mind. His father was planning for Stefan's future family already. She had never met his father before. She only saw his pictures at the company in Boston.

"So if you come late, can I go to my mother to help her at the restaurant?"

Ever since returning from Stefan's mother's place, Wirata had not yet had the opportunity to see her own mother, but only gave her a call once a day.

"Go to help at the restaurant?"

"Yes, I haven't been there to help her for a long time, over three months now since the last time I have been there."

She said, seeing him making a frowned face.

"I don't want you to go alone. But I will ask James to drive you there and wait to bring you home. "

"No, don't bother him. I am fine. I can take a taxi."

She said. When he was sweet and acted worried about her like this, Wirata must admit that she felt warm and so happy inside her heart. Stefan sighed but nodded.

"If you say so. I'll call you when I reached the office."

He said and bent to kiss her gently on her lips. Wirata let him kiss her willingly until he was satisfied and ready to leave.

Wirata picked up his briefcase and walked with him to the front door of the penthouse. James and Ben stood there waiting. Both bowed to the boss a little and sent their smiles to Wirata.

Summer was playing around. When seeing his daddy, he quickly ran awkwardly with his short legs to him. Stefan lifted the puppy up and touched his nose against Summer's nose.

"I am going to work. Be a good boy. Don't be naughty. Do you take Summer with you?"

He turned to ask Wirata.

"No, I don't want to be worried about him because, at the restaurant, I will have to put him in a small room. He better stays at home. I will ask the housekeeper to watch him. "

Summer could stay at home alone. Because the pool was already covered with the proper equipment for safety. The door to the terrace garden was left open, just in case he wanted to go out to use his toilet. But Wirata usually asked the housekeeper to come to be with him when they were not home.

"Alright. I have to go. You make sure to take care of yourself. I will give you calls."

He said and planted a kiss on her cheek. Stefan felt missing her already and he did not even leave the room yet. But the tall figure decided to walk out of the door. James took the briefcase from Wirata and gave her a smiled. Ben closed the door after them.

The room fell quiet. Only her and Summer now. Wirata sighed. She missed him already.