
Nayra glanced at Raka at a glance with an uncomfortable feeling because Raka had been staring at her intensely since then, it managed to make Nayra misbehave. Especially with the existence of Raka's mother who suddenly came, claimed to have known everything because Raka had told a story and what made Nayra inexhaustible was those who took Nayra for granted.
There is no question why and how, let alone the curse of the curse on Nayra. What is there, Ms. Mita actually advises Nayra to keep the content well. Ah, now Nayra knows why Ms. Mita isn't angry. Of course because Nayra was pregnant with the grandchild she had wanted all along.
"Eat a lot, Nay," said Bu Mita to Nayra who had eaten since. "Where is porridge the same as soup? Not delicious?" Nayra could only smile thinly while nodding her head.
"Raka, what are you doing sitting there? Don't want to go to the office?" bu Mita and her son asked. "Loh, why? Don't be lazy, yeah. The company really needs your best performance, you know," exclaimed Bu Mita who immediately made Raka chuckle.
The man chuckled then sat down at Nayra's side which made Nayra even more uncomfortable, he really did not know what was in Raka's mind because the man could still chuckle under these circumstances. Nayra even felt this was like the end of hell.
"My son's mother is sick, Ma, so I can't leave. I will not be calm if ninggalin Nayra," said Raka while caressing Nayra's hair that is slightly tangled because it has not been combed let alone an hour of the woman's hair was wet because of the rain.
"I can take care of myself" said Nayra Ketus.
"Yes, Mama will stay here today, let mama take care of Nayra," suggested Bu Mita but Raka still shook her head.
"And I told you, Ma, I won't calm down if you leave Nayra. Want to go to the office also I will not be able to focus on working" said Raka. Nayra just glared at what Raka said, that sweet-ass that's what she thought about the man.
"Yes, it's up to you" said Ms. Mita at last.
Now Nayra stopped eating because she felt her stomach was full. However, he suddenly wants to go back to eating the salad that Raka once bought for him. Unknowingly Nayra clucked upset, somehow this desire did not disappear and always appeared.
"Why, Honey?" asked Raka gently.
"No." Again Nayra answered very tightly and it just made Raka chuckle again.
"You still pissed, hm? Still mad?" Nayra immediately threw her sharp gaze at Raka after hearing the question.
Nayra already wanted to put out sharp words to the man but she remembered there was still Bu Mita there, as a result Nayra could only silence even with a tense face.
"Oh, Nay, when is your schedule going to check the contents? Let's go with Mama, yeah." Nayra's pupils widened to hear Mama's words from Ms. Mita's mouth.
"Two days, Auntie," answered Nayra. Now he also does not need to call the woman as Mama because now her identity is clear, she is Nayra not Naura.
Ms. Mita looked at Nayra with an unusual gaze, she understood the woman might not have been used to calling her Mama.
"Naito...." Mom holds Nayra's little hand. "I know what happened to you wasn't easy, but Raka has spoken to us that she wants to marry you. We don't have a problem with that, whatever Raka's decision we'll always support."
Of course Nayra was surprised to hear what Bu Mita said, now Nayra's gaze was immediately on Raka. "I want to talk to Raka," said Nayra with her gaze still fixed on Raka.
"What are you talking about, Nay? About Naura?" asked Bu Mita who made Nayra directly look at the middle-aged woman. "Raka has decided to divorce her, what else do you need to talk to her about?" ask Mita who made Nayra look upset.
"What's that easy?" hiss Nayra.
"It seems you need time to talk from the heart" said Ms. Mita as she moved from her seat. "Mama go home first, and please remember you are pregnant with Aditya's offspring, Nay, your womb must be maintained." Nayra was only silent, even as Raka's mother roasted away from the room, Nayra just covered her back in silence.
While Raka was now staring at Nayra with a glare, she could understand Nayra's current feelings. Moreover, the woman has a soft heart, it would not be easy for her to accept Raka's decision.
"Nayra?" Raka touched Nayra's shoulder gently but the woman immediately brushed off Raka's hand violently, making Raka's heart gasp.
"Why are you angry with me, Nay?" asked Raka with her high tone. "That goes into my life is you, you know," he added which makes Nayra even more upset.
"True, this is my fault, indeed" sizzled Nayra sharply. "That's why I'm back here, I want to finish what I started."
"What do you mean?" raka asked confused.
"After I give birth later, please take this heir you want. And after that let me go," said Nayra confidently. Raka looked at the woman with a sharp glare of eyes, her jaw tightening as if she was angry. However, a moment later the man actually smelled a smile that made Nayra instantly bend her forehead.
"Why are you smiling? Is something funny?" cynical Nayra.
"He'em," Raka replied as she brought her face closer to Nayra's face, even making the woman turn her head back. "Before our child is born, I will make you fall in love with me" said Raka full of confidence that makes Nayra immediately smile and sneer.
"I'm not stupid to fall in love with my brother's own husband" Nayra said.
"Unfortunately love doesn't know IQ, honey. Love is a feeling that immediately strikes the heart, you will still fall in love whether you want it or not."
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"Where are you going, Ra?" asked Ms. Irna who saw Naura was neat.
"You're meeting Raka, Ma" Naura replied as she grabbed the keys to the car on the table.
"For what else?" Naura turned her head when she heard the voice of her father.
"To defend my household, Pa." Naura answered firmly, while the father was shaking his head.
"You maintained what about again, Naura? The reason you were divorced by Raka was because her heart had turned to Nayra, how else would you return her heart to love you again?"
"Whatever I'm gonna do, Pa."
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