Pursued Handsome Widow
Her lips make me Opium

Dirga's voice sounded terrifying from across there, making Kyra panic half to death. Hurriedly Kyra grabbed the sandals, and tidied up her clothes that were dirty from the sand of the beach. In front of him, Reyhan was seen still relaxing and not moving from his place.

Kyra, who realizes that Reyhan is not even as sweet as herself, starts to pull Reyhan's hand to leave immediately and go home.

“We have to go home quickly! Papi's at my house," Kyra repeated looking puzzled.

Reyhan held Kyra's hand and told her lover to stay calm. Reyhan covered up Kyra's face and said, “Quiet. If you come home in this state, I'm sure your papi will suspect you even more.”

Kyra tries to calm down with Reyhan's help.

After regaining her composure, Kyra begins to tell Reyhan to drive her home. However, this time Reyhan really wants to tease his lover with the aim of meeting Dirga. Reyhan's request gets a rejection from Kyra.

“I'll see Mr Dwayne at your house, won't this be an interesting thing?” Reyhan teases Kyra more and more and makes the girl emotional.

“If Om dares to meet you and tell you about our relationship, I make sure Om won't be able to see me again. I will continue my studies abroad and stay away from Om,” Kyra threatened while stomping one leg in annoyance.

Reyhan chuckled at the threat of his lover. In fact, the debate was long enough for Kyra to realize that Reyhan was only slowing himself down to be able to return home immediately.

“Please! I have to go home, don't scare me any more. Om doesn't know Papi" said Kyra.

“OK, I'll take you home. But still, right? Your papa must have met me.”

“No! Not like that, at least Om put me down near the house, and I can take a taxi until home.” Kyra suddenly has an idea not to get out of Reyhan's car at home.

"If Om objected, then now I'll find a cab, that's better." Kyra prepares to leave but Reyhan holds her back.

“I won't let that. Putting my lover down on the side of the road is not my attitude at all, but it turns out that this little girl of mine is naughty.” Reyhan's eyes were very tempting to Kyra.

“Already! I am like this not because of my kindness, but also because of Om. Do you want this relationship to be finished on the second day? Hm?” As usual, Reyhan always manages to make Kyra mess with her behavior.

Reyhan laughed again at Kyra's true words. The clever girl seemed to think with what reason she would take after arriving home.

They were in the car and Reyhan drove back. During the trip, Dirga still keeps contacting her daughter and makes Kyra even more panicked. The girl did not want a problem to make her unable to return free.

“Thank you for the phone, say calmly where you are.”

“Alright," he replied.

Kyra shifts her phone screen and receives a phone call from Dirga.

“Iya, Pi. Still on this road, jammed.”

“Where are you? Why so long?”

“Papi... Not salahku. The streets are jammed, after all why did Papi not tell you first if you want to go home?” kyra's words made Reyhan who heard her try to hold back his laughter.

“With parents why ask?”

“What's clear, Kyra is on the way, Pi. Soon to arrive, wait?”

The call ended just like that, Kyra stroked her chest as she glanced at Reyhan from the tail of her eyes. The man was smiling a little when he heard his conversation on the phone with Dirga—ayah Kyra.

Kyra's feelings return unsettled as she thinks, what if one of her servants tells her what happened to Kyra and Reyhan?

“Argh! I can't keep my face peeved and I hate to hear a scolding about the ugliness.” Kyra let out her heart involuntarily.

Reyhan who listened to that felt that there was something bad about Kyra. About what her parents have been doing all this time.

“Honey, hey. Relax, the key is that you need to be calm. Okay?”

Kyra nodded and looked at the street in front of her. As Reyhan's car pulls over, Kyra wonders what Reyhan is doing this time?

“Kok stop? Why not go?” kyra asked inquisitively.

“You can see first, where are you?”

“Honey, it's a taxi that will take you home. Be careful, I will contact you after I get home.”

“I-iya, thank you,” said Kyra, going down, but Reyhan pulled his hand.

"Om..," Kyra's great-grandson.

Reyhan pulls at Kyra's nape, peeping at Kyra's lips who wants to yell at her, but realizes there's no time for that. "Stay calm" Reyhan said before Kyra got out of her car.

The car door opened, Kyra got down from there and moved to the taxi Reyhan had prepared for her trip.

Seeing Kyra's departure, Reyhan can only imagine how panic-stricken Kyra is so cute and adorable. It felt like Reyhan could no longer hold himself back from pouncing on the girl.

"His lips make me opiate," Reyhan murmured shaking his own head as he recalled that Kyra was very young.

On the other hand, Kyra's heart beats faster than usual. In fact, he felt he would have a heart attack if the father asked unwanted questions.

The taxi carrying Kyra stopped in front of the gate of her house. “This, Sir.” Kyra gave me some money.

“No need, Non. Previously paid with his girlfriend,” said the taxi driver.

Kyra nodded and scratched her non-itchy head. His steps are now towards the house that is still closed gate. When he reached the small door beside the gate, a security greeted him kindly.

“Welcome, Non. How alone?”

“Yes, it's back, sir. Where's papi?”

“There's inside, interrogating all the waiters to find out, Non Kyra where."

“Ih, cook anyway? So, Papi asks what?”

“Where does Non go, who is the same? That's it, Non.”

“OK, thanks, Mr.”

Kyra continued her steps until she reached the door of the house. At that time Dirga gave thanks because his son had come. But there is something strange about Dirga's attitude this time. Instead of greeting Kyra, Dirga circulated her gaze throughout the courtyard of the house, figuring out who had brought her son back home.

“Where is he?” ask Dirga.

Kyra frowned, as if not knowing who Dirga meant, Kyra asked. “Who, Pi?”

“Who? Who else brought you to this house?”

“Oh, taxi driver? Where do I know the number, Pi!”

“Whose are you going with? Why take a taxi?”

“Kyra just got home from looking for a gift for her niece Andini. So, come out with Silva and Andini. We walk the Mall.” Kyra was acting very calm as Reyhan said.

Apparently it was true what Reyhan said about calmness. Anyone would panic when her hidden relationship became known, this time Kyra was very lucky to have such quick thoughts about preparing to face her father.

“Yakin? You're not lying, are you?”

“If Papi doesn't believe in Kyra, it's better to just call Papi Andini.”

Without saying much, Dirga grabbed her phone and dialed Andini's number. In front of her father, Kyra seemed to casually show no suspicion.

“Hello, Andini? This is Om, Papi Kyra.” Dirga also proved that his speech is not nonsense.

“Eh, yes, Om. What's up?” answer Andini across there with an invisible expression.

“Begin, did Kyra go with you today?” tanyakanya.