Rahim Nayra For Naura
Chapter 38 - Equally Fighting

"A serving of fried rice pete, which is loved by ten chilli, continue to use shrimp, use chicken, use a lot of soy sauce, continue to use fried onions that are good as well. Drink it please make fresh orange juice, freshly squeezed, given a little sugar ice cubes. For dessert, one bowl of vanilla chocolate flavored ice cream."

The waiter of the restaurant was stunned when he heard Raka's order which was quite very detailed and very rare for anyone to order like that.

While the current Nayra was just silently sculpting with a cold and flat face like an ice block. "Any more, sir?" ask the waiter after he records Raka's order.

"No, that's it" replied Raka. "Darling, you want something else?" ask him to Nayra.

"No" answered Nayra.

"Really?" asked Raka who actually made Nayra smile cynically.

"Later if I say what I want, accused of fabricating again," Nayra snorted that made Raka grimace. "You're going to have the experience of being a father, you should better understand the situation of the pregnant person, Raka," exclaimed Nayra later.

"Yes, sorry, yeah." Raka could only throw a smile at her feet because she did not want to talk wrong again.

Nayra only let out a heavy sigh while shaking her head until she realized again that her current attitude was very different from what she wanted.

Nayra desperately wanted to stay away from Raka, keeping her distance from the man. However, he cannot control himself when he craves something.

"Raka, can I ask you something?" The look on Nayra's face that looked sour now looked sad.

"What, Honey?" ask Raka seriously.

"I think we better split the house," said Nayra who made Raka look surprised.

"No, I don't want to!" raka is full of emphasis.

"I didn't ask for your approval, I just told you," Nayra said calmly, upsetting Raka. "I'll find my own house later."

"Don't be crazy, Nay, you're pregnant. I have to take care of you," growled Raka.

"I can take care of myself" Nayra replied with confidence.

"Why did you split the house? Is it because sometimes I still sneak into your room? Okay, after this I won't go into your room without permission, I promise," Raka said at length, the man's gaze was so cute that even the look on his face looked very different from before.

Raka seemed very afraid to part from Nayra, and she could feel it in her heart. In fact, Nayra's chest was pounding as her gaze met with Raka's.

"Nayra!" Raka pulled Nayra's hand, tightly grasping her. "Please don't leave the house, okay? I promise I won't bother you again, won't go into your room without permission. Gonna give you whatever you want, please."

Nayra's heart was filled to hear Raka's confession, she was very sure the man in front of her had never begged anyone like this.

Raka won't let the woman go from her life, she still wants to fight to get Nayra completely let alone her divorce hearing with Naura will be held tomorrow morning. Yeah, of course Raka doesn't want Nayra to know about it.

"Raka, I—"

Nayra's words came to a halt when a waiter came along with Nayra's order of fried rice, the smell of the still smoky food seemed to distract Nayra enough. "I eat first, yeah. I'm hungry." Raka immediately chuckled at the words of the future mother of her child.

Raka is not very familiar with the person of Nayra, whom she knows is gentle and graceful. And now that he knew the woman was full of miracles, his mood could change in just a matter of seconds. Raka doesn't know if it's because of her pregnancy hormones or if Nayra is the real thing. However, for sure Raka is very happy to be Nayra's spoiled shelter.

"Sedges?" tanya Raka sambi grimacing.

"Slightly, spicy but tasty," Nayra replied as she chewed her rice. "Want to?" tawar Nayras.

"No, I can't eat pete, shoulder," ringis Raka made Nayra laugh.

"I didn't like it either, just smelled nauseous. But when you cook, I try to taste, it turns out good," Nayra said with a thin smile, her eyes changed as she remembered her mother. "I miss mama's cooking, about what she's cooking today, huh?" Both of Nayra's eyes glazed over even her voice was stuck in her throat.

While Raka who saw that didn't know what to say, she could only gently caress Nayra's hair and then ask "I can try your fried rice, honey?" The request Raka did was only to distract Nayra who at this time must be sad.

"Really?" asked Nayra with widened pupils.

Raka just nodded with a smile.

"Okay, but don't cry, yeah." Raka just laughed when she opened her mouth when Nayra bribed her. Initially Raka only grimaced because of the pungent taste and aroma of pete. However, after a while both of his eyeballs glared perfectly as he felt his mouth burn.

"That's a big sword, my God!" Raka immediately melted the rice from his mouth, the man's face and eyes immediately reddened because Raka did not like spicy food. While Nayra giggles to see Raka who looks tormented.

"Drink first ... Drink first...." Nayra helps Raka drink her orange juice. In fact, the man nearly finished off one glass of Nayra orange juice. "Jeez, I'm barely on the sidelines." Nayra grumbled annoyed, and immediately drank the rest of the orange juice.

Raka smiled to see Nayra drinking from her lips, although maybe the woman accidentally, but still it made Raka's heart pound.

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Unlike the case with Raka and Nayra who seemed to have fun, Naura was so agitated to think about her divorce hearing which will be held tomorrow morning. He and his lawyer have not prepared anything because there is nothing Naura can prepare.

The only hope now is Bian, the man is the last way to take Naura back home to her husband. However, until this moment Naura did not see any effort Bian to knock Nayra back.

"Did I force Nayra to leave Raka?" muttered Naura who was beginning to despair. "Damn!" Naura pulled her own hair. "Why did everything go like this? Oh God!"

Naura tears her eyes, she really can't afford to lose Raka to Nayra. "No, I don't want to lose Raka. I've lost my future son to Nayra, is he going to take my husband now? I won't let that."