My Babysitter, My Ex-Love
What's The Relationship With Them?

...CHAPTERS 17...

...What's The Relationship With Them?...

Ambarwati still does not believe, if Lyra is the ex-lover of her son while still in Semarang. Because Ambar does not know about the love story of his son in the past, and all Ambar knows is that only Dania is his lover Raffa.

Raffa also tells the whole story of his love once complicated, where the beginning of Raffa met Lyra to dating. But Raffa is courting Lyra not for love but for a purpose to make Dania jealous and quit her job. Make Lyra as a place of escape because Dania always ignore him.

Then when Lyra grew in love and hoped that Raffa would marry her, but Raffa ended it all and revealed that she was Dania's lover. Whenever he remembered that, Raffa kept blaming his stupidity.

If the woman wasn't Lyra maybe Raffa wouldn't have been a problem, but Lyra was Dania's little friend and their relationship was as close as a sibling's. And without Raffa knowing if in fact he has destroyed the good relationship between the two of them. Ambar who heard also shed his tears.

"Mother never taught you to be a man who plays with Raffa's heart! Of course if Mother is in the position of Lyra too, Mother will feel the same. How his pain in lying was also betrayed by his lover and also his best friend.." rebuked Ambar with a headband. Ambar was very disappointed in his son.

Raffa bowed in shame and nodded confirming his mother's words.

"Yes Bun, for that Raffa really regretted remembering that again. Raffa's mind was still shallow. Raffa yunya just have fun without thinking about how she feels Lyra.." he regretted while rubbing his face rough.

"I apologize to him again. If it is your intention to marry Lyra, you must mean it, go and meet her parents at her house." Ambar suggested.

Raffa nodded again. "Yes Bun, Raffa has been planning that since yesterday. Raffa wants to see Lyra's mother again. Because during our courtship first, Raffa also often plays to his house. Of course Raffa was once close to Lyra's mother. It just so happens that Lyra has no father since she was Junior High, maybe that's why Lyra dropped out of college because she could no longer afford to pay for college alone. While his mother was also often sickly and stopped being a housekeeper." explained Raffa.

Ambar was moved to hear the story of Lyra's life from Raffa. "Yes, we've been waiting for something else. Today invite Lyra and Keyla to have fun while you are still in Surabaya, because in two days you also have to go to Bandung. That night take Lyra home and say your good intentions to Lyra and her mother. Mother here will always support and pray for you." said Ambar smiled gently while rubbing the shoulders of his second son.

"Thank you very much Mother..." Raffa let out a sigh of relief after the burden in his heart was reduced by telling Ambar everything.

Holds the status of a widower for five years. Who is the man who will survive like him? For that reason, why Raffa used to want to quickly marry Viona. In addition to giving Mama to Keyla, Raffa also worried that he could not control himself, as a normal adult man, Raffa certainly also wanted to channel his biological needs.

But it turns out that love trumps the taste of everything. Lyra comes back and gives a new life for her and her daughter. Raffa, who doesn't want to make Viona love him more deeply, better he quickly end it.

For the sake of going back and continuing her love story with Lyra. Raffa hopes there is still love in Lyra's heart for her.

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"How, do you have an answer?!"

While on the way to the house of Lady Ambar. Fadil deliberately pulled over his car first and ventured back to ask about last night that Lyra had not been able to answer. Fadil thought maybe Lyra was already preparing the answer. Because last night he really couldn't sleep because he kept thinking about Lyra.

"I'm sorry Mas Fadil... But, I'm not ready to get married yet." said Lyra in a soft, trembling voice.

Lyra was forced to reject the desire of Fadil who wanted to propose her. His heart hesitated to make a choice.

Fadil took a deep breath, enduring the tightness and rumbling in his heart. Lyra's refusal to accept reasons that are still not ready for marriage. Tired his heart and mind.

"Is there any other reason you're not ready to marry me? Is it because you haven't forgotten your ex?!" suddenly, with a pushy look to the front of the street.

His heart is really hurt. Rejected by the woman he loved so much.

Lyra gasped in shock at Fadil's accusations against her. Then he shook his head quickly.

"Not Mas, it's not really that." he said.

Didn't think Fadil would talk about his ex. But that's not what Lyra is thinking about right now, but about Keyla who she can't leave.

"Then what? What causes you to reject every man who comes to propose to you, Lyra? Even including me who has harbored this love for you since long!" ask Fadil again in his firm voice. He began to be blunt because he was impatient with Lyra's attitude that was too monotonous according to him.

Fadil slightly snapped at Lyra, not that she hated Lyra, but she wanted to resuscitate the woman so as not to continue with her long-overdue mass story.

"Tell me how much longer will it take you to forget your ex-lover Lyra, who may not even remember you at all?! He is married and maybe he already has many children with his wife" Fadil reminded the woman next to him. So don't expect from men.

Lyra was also teary. Swallowed his saliva which tasted very bitter. Maybe he should just be honest about Keyla.

"Keyla, Keyla Mas that makes me not ready to marry you." said Lyra with a languid heart.

"Keyla?!" Fadil was surprised to stare at the globular, soft-faced Lyra. Lyra nodded slowly and smiled softly.

"Yes, that kid still needs me. He was afraid that I would leave him... Because I told him I couldn't promise to always be with him. If I get married and focus on my own family. Then automatically we can no longer be together... And it made Keyla's heart sad I couldn't bear to see her cry Mas.." Lyra said frankly. Lyra laughed softly.

"Sorry Mas, I already love the boy." said Lyra, lowering her head.

Fadil sighed deeply and was a little relieved. Fadil thinks Lyra won't marry him because she still loves her ex-boyfriend. But it turns out the assumption was wrong.

"So because of Keyla?!" ask Fadil again. Lyra nodded slowly.

Lyra looked up at Fadil. His eyes are getting teary. "Ta, but Mas, I already promised Mom too, that I would stop babysitting Keyla, if I was married later..."

Fadil was slightly stunned, staring at Lyra who was still with her confused face. Then Fadil smiled widely. "If that's the case, I'll try to persuade your mother, so that you can still take care of Keyla even though we're married." she assured. Lyra nodded small and smiled faintly.

"Thank you for finally opening up to me Lyra, I don't think you want to tell me your anxiety...." Fadil looked at Lyra again, grabbed Lyra's hand and held her gently.

"Do you want to accept me as your husband." asked Fadil and again he asked that to be sure.

Lyra flinched in shock looking at Fadil who was still so expecting her.

"I, that..."

But when Lyra will answer Fadil's question. Suddenly Lyra's phone rang loudly. Fadil breathed rough, then smiled widely to cover his regret, because again the important moment must be disturbed by a phone call on his phone Lyra.

"I'm sorry, I picked up the phone..." Lyra smiled amusedly looking at Fadil who was like holding on to patience.

Lyra immediately took her phone in the bag. Lyra was shocked when she saw Raffa's number calling her. He remembered Keyla.

"Ha-hallo?"

["Tantee!! Aunt anywhere at all?! How come this clock still hasn't come?!"] yelled Keyla in her upset voice across the phone.

"Geez sorry dear Aunt is still on the way. It's coming soon!"

["Aunty's Scrap! Key wait in front of the house!"] shouted again.

"I-iya baby... Patience is..."

Lyra felt bad for Fadil because they had to pause their serious conversation first. But he promised Keyla he'd go to the Playground this morning.

"Mas, I'm sorry I've been waiting for Keyla." said Lyra after hanging up.

Fadil pursed his lips, a sense of annoyance again tickled his heart. Because again the question must be hung first like a clothesline. Not sure when it will dry?

"Yes fine, but tonight I'll wait for your answer..."

Lyra put on her smile and nodded quickly. Fadil smiled happily looking straight ahead of the road. The car was moving pretty fast.

There was some relief in his heart, although Lyra had not had time to say the word 'yes' but from the talk and expression of Lyra just now, Fadil could feel it. If there's already a signal that Lyra will receive it. Hopefully, and that's what Fadil always hoped for in his heart.

Not long ago Fadil's car had arrived in front of the gate of Madam Ambar's house.

Sure enough Keyla was on standby waiting for the arrival of Lyra in front of the gate of her house with Raffa.

Fadil's car stopped right in front of Raffa and Keyla. Then he rushes out of the car and runs a small turn forward, opening the door for Lyra.

Sontak Raffa was surprised because that morning Fadil delivered Lyra to his home. Because usually Lyra always carries her own motorcycle.

"Aunty..." Keyla exclaimed, approached and hugged Lyra.

"I'm sorry Aunt came late." said Lyra.

"It's not papa Aunty!" keyla replied as she looked up, looking at Lyra who was smiling at her.

"Hi Raf! How are you doing?!" greet Fadil, he immediately approached Raffa who was still fluttering, glued to where he stood.

What's the connection with them? Why would Lyra be with Fadil? raffa asked in her heart, whose heart suddenly felt uncomfortable seeing their togetherness.

The doctor caught Raffa's right hand and hugged and patted Raffa on the back.

"Why did you two come together?" ask him on Fadil with a look of dislike.

Fadil looked at Lyra who was talking to Keyla. Then a sweet smile looked at him.

"You think?!" Fadil raised one eyebrow, looking at Raffa to guess it himself.

But Raffa frowned more and more, because suddenly his feelings became more and more unsettled.

Seriate...

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