My Babysitter, My Ex-Love
Thinking of Keyla

...CHAPTER 22...

...Thinking Keyla...

Raffa's daydreams were broken when Keyla hit the windshield window of her car.

"Key..." Raffa flinched and quickly hung up the phone.

"Papaa. between Key meet Aunt Rara, right now!" whining with eyes that have turned red because they continue to cry.

Raffa got out of the car and took Keyla.

"Honey, this morning Papa had to go to the office, and a lot of work that Papa could not leave. So Papa couldn't get between Key to meet Aunt Rara.." replied Raffa looking at his daughter. Raffa knows that her daughter misses Lyra.

"Why did Aunt Rara suddenly stop being Key's nanny, Papa? There hasn't been a month of Aunt Rara working here. Does Aunt Rara not love Keyla anymore? Is Aunt Rara getting married?!" his cerocos wondered with his serious gaze

Raffa was shocked to hear Keyla's last question. Be married? Remembering Raffa, he had never told Keyla that at all. But Keyla already knew about Lyra getting married, from whom? Did Lyra say it herself? raffa asked in her heart.

"Aunte Rara used to say the same to Key... If Aunt Rara can not continue to accompany Keyla, if Aunt Rara later married. Is Aunt Rara really getting married? With who? Why Aunty Rara didn't marry Papa. Isn't Papa no longer the same blonde Aunt?" his story again, which managed to make Raffa excited not able to answer every question from his daughter.

Raffa gulped his saliva rough. Heard every innocent remark that came out of his daughter's lips. How could her little girl be able to speak such a critical voice? Who taught him like this?

Keyla and Raffa both have the same desire. They want to make Lyra part of their family. But it was all too late to do. Raffa is too late to get Lyra's heart back. Apparently Fadil his friend, had already asked him to be a wife. Maybe Lyra wasn't his match. And Raffa also knew himself, that he had also disappointed Bu Rukanda a lot by hurting her daughter's feelings.

That's why, why Bu Rukanda did not want it to be close to Lyra at all, even though he just wanted to be divine.

In the past, Raffa once told Bu Rukanda that he would take good care of Lyra, and lightly Raffa also said that he was Lyra's boyfriend.

Maybe that's what makes Bu Rukanda very angry with him, because he considers Raffa's speech used to be a promise that must be kept.

"Honey, later if Papa has a lot of time, we play to the shop Aunt Rara how?" raffa's transfer so Keyla no longer whines asking her to meet Lyra.

Keyla was silent, and seemed to think. "What promise?!" ask again to make sure.

Raffa nodded with a smile. Then he lowered his daughter again and crouched down in front of her, aligning his body with his daughter while holding both of his little shoulders.

"Dear, Papa promised you. But now Keyla changed her clothes first in school uniform. Papa wait here, then let Papa anterin Keyla to school, will ya?!" tawar Raffa, trying to persuade his daughter again so that she would go to school.

Because it's been three days that the child also does not want to go to school. Since Lyra didn't come back to her house.

Keyla shook her head quickly. "Keyla doesn't want to go to school first Pa, Keyla won't go if not accompanied by Aunt Rara!" jerk again.

Keyla ran back into her house. He still insisted on not going to school if there was no Lyra beside him.

His little heart was sad, Keyla actually did not want to hear any more plagues from his classmates. They always insulted Keyla who had no mother. Because to school, he is always on his Papa shuttle or at the family driver Pak Damar shuttle.

From the first time Lyra became her nanny. Keyla already loved Lyra, and without the knowledge of Lyra and her own father. Keyla once told a big lie to her schoolmates that Lyra was her new Mama.

For this reason, Keyla forbade her grandmother to give Lyra a babysitter uniform. So that Lyra only uses ordinary clothes when traveling with Keyla, it is so that everyone who sees, thinking that Lyra is her mother is not her caretaker.

Keyla went into his room and locked himself back there, curled up to sleep even though he wasn't sleepy. Crying over Lyra who never came to him.

"Just Keyla wouldn't go to school if it wasn't Aunt Rara anterin.." she cried again.

Raffa let out a heavy and long sigh after seeing his daughter who had entered the house again.

Are these going to be tough days for him? Lyra's presence has changed Keyla's life, but her disappearance turns out to torture her daughter's heart. So too with himself.

Raffa thought God would give him a second chance after his encounter with Lyra, continuing their love story. But as it turns out, it's not that easy that Raffa gets Lyra's heart back after what he once did to her.

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Lyra felt very bored in her house. All the housework was done. He was going to the store that afternoon. Because it has been three days also he has not had time to monitor the store again.

"Where are you?!" Bu Rukanda who was embroidery the cloth was then surprised to see Lyra who was preparing to go out with her bag.

"Mom, Lyra went to the store for a second huh?" the answer.

"Yes Ma... Lyra wants to see the store first. Pity Noni and Dini in residence continue. It's been three days that Lyra hasn't been there." she said.

Bu Rukanda glanced at the clock on the wall of his house. Seeing the clock pointing at eleven, he told Lyra to wait a little longer. Then Bu Rukanda secretly sent a message to Fadil.

"Wait for Fadil to go home first from the Hospital, soon the hours of practice are also completed." said his mother who had memorized the schedule of practice prospective son-in-law.

"Mom, why the hell a little bit ask Mas Fadil to keep picking up Lyra. Lyra is already big so it is not necessary to get picked up again by her." said Lyra who was surprised by the attitude of her mother who lately always restrained her.

"Who said you were a kid anyway, nduk?! I just want you not to secretly meet that guy again. So it's safer if you're escorted by Fadil wherever you go." his mother again.

"Oh Allah, ma'am, but we are not married, so do not panteslah every time go along." grumbled Lyra with a soft voice.

Bu Rukanda clucked cynically then laughed at his daughter. "Did you forget nduk, you used to be the same Raffa is also like a newlywed. Every time you're together, right on campus?!" insinuations.

"If it's another ma'am, we're indeed one campus, we certainly meet every day..."

"It's the same!"

Lyra breathed her rough, free at length to talk to her mother. Lyra will still lose the debate. Inevitably Lyra also had to wait for Fadil to come pick her up.

Forty minutes later, Fadil's car was heard from outside his home. The man clasped his car in front of the house. Bu Rukanda got up from the chair and walked forward first.

"Let's nduk, it's Nak Fadil already coming." he said. Lyra nodded lazily.

Then Lyra stood up and followed her mother. Fadil approached Bu Rukanda, attaching the back of his future-in-law's hand with his forehead.

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am, Lyra.." he smiled faintly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Nak Fadil." Bu Rukanda smiled happily.

"You go to the store, let me take you with me." said Fadil to his future wife who still seemed cold to him.

Fadil knew that Lyra was still angry with her words back then. Because Fadil accused Lyra of being like her mother, that Lyra was still expecting Raffa.

On the way, Fadil glanced at his future wife who was still silent.

"Why shut up? Still mad at me? If you really have forgotten him. Be biased when with me." he said firmly.

"Why the hell are you always just offending him if we're both?" lyra, who does not like Fadil, just continues to discuss Raffa in front of him.

"That's because I'm still hurting you, because you don't want to be frank with me if Raffa is your ex-lover" he said in an upset tone.

Fadil sighed harshly. He should be the one who's angry here, not Lyra. Because he felt he was lying.

"I know I was wrong, for that I apologize to you. That's because I don't want your relationship with him, so it's a problem because of me." said Lyra, lowering her head.

Fadil nodded slowly, trying to understand his future wife's intentions. Then he reached out his left hand and gently grasped Lyra's right hand while continuing to drive his car.

Lyra was surprised and immediately pulled back her hand. But Fadil clasped it tighter. "Mas, please don't be like this. We're not officially married."

Fadil did not push him, so he pulled his car over first. Then he looked at Lyra and asked her for honesty.

"I just want to know how you feel about me right now. Tell me, is there love in your heart for me Lyra? I'm afraid you still harbored feelings for her. Even if you say you have forgotten it. I don't want you to marry me because you have to." she said.

Lyra took her breath in. Then shook his head. "Mas... Me"

"Jawab, I want to hear your honesty. I don't want any more lies. Just yesterday you hid who Raffa really was from me!"

"Mas Fadil I don't really love you yet. But I've tried to accept you. For that you do not discuss my mass with Raffa. I have nothing to do with him..."

"really?" he asked, Lyra nodded again. "Then why have you always been quiet uninspired all this time?"

"I'm just thinking of Keyla Mas... He will surely lose me... And you don't want me to see her anymore either." she said.

Seriate....