Rahim Nayra For Naura
Chapter 33 - Sorry From Dad

Nayra throws her phone in annoyance, it's been a long time since she craved fruit salad and only now dares to say it to Raka after she struggles to get rid of all her ego. However, the man responded coldly?

"I told you, don't have weird cravings for Raka's son." Nayra looked down, as if she was talking to the baby in her womb.

Simultaneously, Nayra heard a horn sound from outside. At once a big smile expands on his lips because he thinks Raka is the one who came. In fact, Nayra directly ran out with vigor. However, his smile was wiped out as he saw that came turned out to be Bu Mita.

"Hi, Nayra," said Bu Mita kindly even she threw her best smile to Nayra.

"Ha-hai, Auntie," said Nayra who looked disappointed because the one who came was not Raka, he was also wrong and did not know to have to treat Madame Aditya with the right attitude. "Emmm... Raka to the office, Auntie," said Nayra later.

"Yes, I know," replied Madam Mita as she placed her bag on the sofa. "I'm here to cook for you, he said you haven't had breakfast since morning" he added, which made Nayra more misbehavior. Now he glanced at Bi Jum and the elderly woman could only duck and then cover to the kitchen.

"No need, Auntie, I don't want to bother" Nayra said later.

"No, I'm cooking for the mother of my granddaughter. I'm just happy to be able to cook your favorite meal, Nay," Ms. Mita said as she walked into the kitchen.

Nayra could only faintly smile while following Bu Mita from behind. "Why did you come to the kitchen, Nay? You better rest, I'll call if the food is ready," said Bi Mita again which actually makes Nayra more unwell.

"No need to cook, Auntie, I can eat what there is" said Nayra.

"What is it? Said Bi Jum today he did not cook," said Bu Mita.

Nayra could only grimace while scratching her non-itchy head, while Bu Mita only shook her head while chuckling. "I don't know what your favorite food is, Nay, so now I want to cook meat curry, how? You want?" The look in Bu Mita's eyes seemed so sincere when asking Nayra the question, making Nayra's heart touched and she remembered her mother.

If only his mother would understand Nayra's situation....

Thinking about it made Nayra's eyes feel hot and her heart became tight, until the sound of the roar of the car came back from outside.

"Maybe it's Raka" exclaimed Nayra who suddenly looked back.

"Maybe, yes, you opened the door" said Ms. Mita with a smile. Of course Nayra immediately rushed over excitedly as she was sure Raka would come home with the fruit salad she wanted.

However, Nayra immediately stared as she opened the door and saw who was coming. "Papa?" Nayra could only mutter in disbelief.

While Mr. Desta could now only throw a faint smile at his youngest daughter, the look in his eyes implied a deep longing. However, he was confused as to how to express it.

"Nayra?" call Mr. Desta in a soft low voice, as soon as Nayra's tears spill. Seeing his daughter crying, Mr. Desta immediately approached Nayra and wiped her tears. "Don't cry, son," she said. "Papa came here to make sure you're okay. If you cry, it means you are not okay and Papa will take you away from here," he said at length which made Nayra's crying even more broken.

Nayra immediately rushed into his father's arms, she wrapped her tiny arms around his waist very tightly. While Pak Desta could only rub Nayra's head gently. In fact, his eyes were already glazed over as well.

She misses her Nayra, her daughter who always makes her proud. "Already, don't cry" lirh Pak Desta.

"Papa misses you, son, too" replied Mr. Desta. "You're healthy, right? You're fine here, aren't you?" The new-aged man broke his embrace, his heart gasping at the face of Nayra. "You're getting thinner, Nay," she said, wiping Nayra's tears at the end of her shirt.

Meanwhile, Ms. Mita who heard a foreign voice outside immediately rushed over to Nayra. He wanted to know who had come let alone Nayra being outside for quite a long time.

"Sir Desta?" exclaimed Bu Mita when he saw the iron. He was quite surprised to see the arrival of the man, especially Raka had told him that none of the Nayra family would accept Nayra after what happened.

"Please come in, sir," he said.

Mr. Desta glanced at Nayra before he received his welcome, and Naya immediately grabbed his father's hand spoiled and brought him in.

"What are you doing, sir?" asked Bu Mita then with a slightly more cynical tone and gaze.

"You see Nayra, I miss her" replied Mr. Desta, glancing at Nayra.

"Oh so," said Bu Mita who also glanced at Nayra. "What a coincidence, I want to cook now. Maybe we can have lunch together" he added.

"That's a good idea" said Mr. Desta, who was still staring at Nayra. "Aren't you sniffing, son? Do you want to buy something?" the question then gently warms Nayra's heart.

"I just crave fruit salad, Pa, but Raka said the salad had to be ordered the day before" said Raka.

"Which salad?" ask Ms. Mita. "I have a lot of acquaintances who sell fruit salads, Nar, it tastes really good and you will definitely be hooked." Further.

"Let Papa find it now, you wait a minute" said Mr. Desta.

"No need to." Nayra immediately pulled the hand of the father even grasped it tightly as if she was afraid of the father leaving, even Nayra's gaze was now so sad. "Papa is here" said Nayra in a choked voice.

As if understanding what his daughter was afraid of, Pak Desta immediately returned Nayra's hand. With a smile she said, "Papa just wants to find a salad for Papa's grandson, Nay, people say that the desire during pregnancy must be fulfilled. Later his son ileran. Ih, it's not good to see." Nayra chuckled as she looked at the look on her father's face as she said that.

Mr. Desta really regretted what he had said to Nayra back then, even he could not sleep because he kept thinking about Nayra's state. Under these circumstances, he knew what Nayra needed the most was the support of her family. While they do? Precisely judging Nayra as if she was the perpetrator of a planned crime. In fact, everyone knows Naura is the one who orchestrated all these scenarios, while Nayra is just an actor who was forced to play a role in them.

"Well, are you sorry?" ask Nayra later.

"Father who apologizes, son," said Mr. Desta quickly. "Papa should be your protector, not pushing you to the bottom of the abyss."

Bu Mita was also moved to see the father and son who are now apologizing to each other, he was also happy because now the iron was willing to accept the child in the womb Nayra. "yes it is, yes already, now papa's gonna buy some fruit salad first, yeah."

Mr. Desta had moved from his seat, but the sound of car horns came from outside. And not long after, Raka came with some plastic in her hand.