My Babysitter, My Ex-Love
The Possessive Fadil

...CHAPTER 24...

...The Possessive Fadil...

After lunch together at the restaurant, they separated at the parking lot, because Lyra had promised to go to the jewelry store with Fadil.

"Tante go first baby, Auntie still has the same thing about Om Fadil." Lyra rubbed Keyla's cheek. His heart was so bitter, it felt like he was not willing to part with the little girl. Especially after seeing Keyla's weight change that decreased.

We haven't seen each other in a week, but Keyla's body looks skinny, what's wrong with her? Is it possible, Keyla misses me so much? lyra murmured in her heart, pungent.

"Why is Aunt going so fast anyway? Why don't you come to Key's house like you used to. We play with Auntie.." she sulked with a hopeful look and teary eyes.

"I'm sorry dear aunt, Auntie can't. Because Auntie has to..."

Lyra paused her speech, her head bowed deeply, it felt so heavy to say. If in fact he will get married and can not accompany him as before, even to meet him, his mother is no longer possible to allow him.

"Aunty should what?" asked Keyla who was still waiting for Lyra's words.

"Lyra, can we talk for a second? There's something I want to tell you." Raffa, over to Lyra and her daughter standing between her car and Fadil's.

"Speak it here. Why talk to both." Fadil chimed in and quickly approached Lyra, embracing her shoulder while staring in dislike at Raffa.

Fadil and Raffa are not close friends. But only one classmate when they were in high school. Their relationship became close because Raffa had checked Keyla who was sick to the Hospital. It just so happened that Fadil was the doctor who treated and treated Keyla.

"Can't, this is a very serious conversation. I just want to talk to Lyra about it" Raffa said.

Raffa doesn't care if Fadil doesn't like it. But Raffa has to say right away about Keyla who still needs Lyra by her side. Raffa has been talking about it since yesterday. In order to quickly get a way out of this strange problem.

Fadil grunts violently. "Seriously what the hell, until you have to talk alone?" ask with a sharp tone.

"Mas, please take a moment..." Lyra restrains Fadil's arm, pleading with him to give her permission to chat with Raffa for a while.

Fadil again breathed his breath rough. Her heart softened slightly just by looking at Lyra's pleading gaze. Inevitably Fadil must be able to withstand his jealousy.

"Alright, but no more than ten minutes." the message. Lyra nodded in promise.

"Darling, Papa's gonna be there for a second with Aunt Rara. You wait here with Om Fadil." Raffa's message to his daughter.

"Good Pa..." Keyla nodded according, then sat waiting in her Papa's car whose door was already open.

Raffa and Lyra walked away from them. Find a comfortable place to talk.

Fadil eyes not like to see Raffa who continues to look for opportunities to approach his future wife. Especially after knowing that Raffa and Lyra turned out to be ex-lovers. Fadil's concern is getting more, because they could both be back in love with each other.

"Of!"

Fadil. Then she looked at Keyla who called out to her. Keyla looked at Fadil with a surprised look.

"Yes Key?!" fadil asked smiling wryly and walked over to him. "What's wrong?"

"Om, why has Keyla seen Doctor recently with Aunt Rara?" tanyanya polo's.

Fadil smiled fluffyly as Keyla asked about herself and Lyra. "Of course we always stay together, because soon the Doctor will be married with Aunt Rara." he explained.

He did not deny his heart was very happy. He will marry the woman he liked for a long time.

Keyla was shocked. "Om Doctor, and Aunt Rara are getting married?!" pekiknya. Fadil nodded with a smile.

"Yes Key, what do you think? Aunt Rara is fit to be his wife Om?!"

Keyla shook her head slowly, in disbelief. Her round eyes were hot flushed.

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"What do you want to talk about? Is this about Keyla?" lyra asked after the two of them sat on the restaurant's garden chair.

"Yes. It's about Keyla, it's been four days since he broke down the school" Raffa said in frustration. He rubbed his slightly tired face. Lyra was surprised, then looked at Raffa.

"Is he, too, hard to tell to eat?" lyra asked, an anxious look was now drawn on her face. Raffa nodded small.

"Then what should I do? My marriage to Mas Fadil is three weeks away. You know, my mom was so upset after knowing our closeness again. Mom even restricted me from going outside, and Fadil was always asked to accompany me wherever I went.." she explained. What power Lyra can not do anything for Keyla.

Lyra bit her lower lip tightly she wanted to scream loudly, because her heart was constantly depressed under the orders of her mother. Lyra could not deny it, because it would make her mother's health so disturbed. Lyra is worried that her relationship with her mother will be strained just because they have different thoughts.

Raffa is increasingly confused and confused, as well as Lyra who is no less confused.

"Are you really sure you're going to marry him?" raffa asked suddenly.

Lyra momentarily flirted with Raffa's question. Then he nodded his head in doubt. His heart actually refused. But his mother's health is more important than anything.

"Yes, I'm sure." he said slowly.

Raffa sighed deeply, looking at the nano towards the flower garden in front of him. That's what Raffa is feeling right now. Maybe this is what Lyra used to feel, when she was going to marry Dania.

Raffa also resigned to all the circumstances that exist, although in fact his heart is tormented with inner feelings of love for Lyra. A love that never goes together.

The two of them were both unthinkable and found a way out. But Lyra will try again, so that the next morning can go to Raffa's house to accompany Keyla.

Then the two walked back to the parking lot. The unfocused mind makes Lyra almost fall because she tripped over her own sandal. If only Raffa was not able to hold his slender waist.

Lyra spontaneously turned to the side behind Raffa, both of them staring at each other with their hearts pounding.

Not far from there Fadil had seen it, both of his hands clenched tightly at his sides. Fadil walked quickly to them.

Fadil pulled out Lyra's hand whose body was still in Raffa's arms.

"Let's go, we still have business!" he told Lyra, with a sharp gaze that could not be separated towards Raffa.

Fadil opens the door and tells Lyra to get into the car. Lyra looked at Keyla who had already shed her tears beside her Papa's car.

"Key.." he murmured softly.

"Let's not waste our time, Lyra!" emphatically.

Fadil urges Lyra to get in her car. With a heavy heart Lyra obeyed him. After Lyra got into the car. Fadil followed in, then left from there drove his car at high speed leaving them. No luck first. For anger and jealousy have taken hold of his heart. He no longer cares about his friendly attitude to friends, or to children who he always entertained with his candles.

Raffa took a deep breath. Looked bitterly at their departure.

"Papaa...." Keyla cried and ran to Raffa.

"What's the matter, baby, why are you crying?" Raffa rubbed Keyla's wet cheeks with tears.

Keyla shook her head. "Tell me Papa, if the Doctor is lying. She's not gonna marry Aunt Rara, is she?!" he asked, with a heart-wrenching sob.

Raffa was riveted, his throat was choked, his heart felt pain and tightness. Raffa nodded slowly. "Yes dear... Aunt Rara, will marry Om Fadil." he said.

Keyla shook her head quickly, she was crying even more. His heart was again wounded by this fact. That means what he had always hoped for all this time, making Lyra as his Mama is only in his imagination.

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"What's wrong with you? Why are you being so rude?"

"Why don't you ask yourself? You really don't appreciate me, Lyra. I am your future husband! You should be able to keep your attitude as my future wife! This is what your mom and I don't like if you're still in touch with that kid again! Look at that guy, he's still looking for an opportunity to get close to you!" timpal with a jerking tone.

Fadil could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. He's really jealous. Very jealous.

"Mas Fadil, why is your mind so narrow? Keyla and I were close before I knew who the Papa was. So don't just talk and accuse me first, Mas Raffa just needs advice from me. Keyla I can't leave yet, that little girl still needs me. Then what should I do? Understand a little in my position. I love Keyla, because it's not her Papa. But Keyla is the daughter of my best friend. My dead friend." - She cried with a tight chest, and her tears spilled.

"I would love to take care of him if I could. But I know, and it's impossible. Because there's another heart I have to take care of, your feelings and my mother's..."

Fadil took a rough breath. "If you keep going like this. I'll speed up our marriage. Learn to forget and not care too much about others."

Fadil stepped on the gas pedal faster and slid away to a gold shop, where as his goal earlier.

Seriate...

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