
The days that Nayra spent with her parents certainly meant a lot, she got the full attention of both of them and now the mother no longer discusses the past problems.
Currently, Nayra brought both her parents shopping because tomorrow morning they will return to Indonesia. His sense of heaviness to let them go let alone the mother could not stay longer as told by her father. However, Nayra tried not to dispute that.
"Don't you like this one?" Nayra shows a pretty flat shoes for her mother.
"Like it, Nay, but the models and colors are more suitable for young people" said Ms. Irna. "That's too pretty for this old Mama?
"Are you old, honey? In my eyes you still look very young, you know," Pak Desta seduced that made his wife blushing.
"Ah, Papa, what the hell." Ms. Irna pinched her husband's waist while trying to hold back her smile.
"Ciyeee ..." seduced Nayra while chuckling.
Nayra put the flat shoes back to her place after which she went around looking for something, while both her parents were busy with their own stunts.
Nayra smiled as she looked at the excellent high heels, the first thing to think about when she saw those shoes was Naura.
Nayra checked the price of the shoes and she grimaced because the price was quite expensive. However, he really wanted to buy the shoes for the kaka. Think of it as a thank you for the dress.
After all, that kind of money is nothing for a Raka Aditya, thought Nayra, laughing with her silly thoughts.
Nayra who does not work does not have any income, all her needs are fulfilled by Raka.
"Nayra, you want to buy those shoes?" ask Ms. Irna who approached Nayra.
"Yes, Ma, is it good?" asked Nayra with sparkling eyes. If her mama says the shoes are good, then Nayra will directly buy them for Naura.
"Lumayan," answered the mother as she sprinkled her lips which made the twinkle in Nayra's eyes instantly disappear.
"A good one, Ma? This is great, just look at the price is quite expensive."
"But the color of the model is not suitable for you, Nay," said the mother while shaking her head. "It suits Naura, you know that your sister's look is always a scene. If you fit her a little more calmly then.
Nayra immediately smiled when she heard the words of her mother. "This is indeed for Naura, Ma," said Nayra late which made Ms. Irna a little surprised.
"Seriously, Nay? It's expensive, do you have money?"
Nayra's smile was again destroyed when she heard the babbling of the mother, even the woman immediately frowned and looked upset until the sound of laughter of the father.
"Kok Mama said it was the same Nayra? But once," said Mr. Desta, taking out a gold card and giving it to Nayra "Here, honey, whatever shopping you want."
"No need, Pa, I also have a rich card" said Nayra. He shows the Black Card given by Raka for her.
"Oh, Mama forgot that your husband is a conglomerate," kekeh Bu Irna who only responded to a thin smile by Nayra. "But don't tell Naura it's from me, Ma, Pa!" Nayra looked at the two old men expectantly.
""Ready, Honey!"
Naura returned to her usual activities, working, going home, sleeping and working again.
As of now, he is busy checking the items in his boutique when all of it can be done by Naura employees.
"Hello, Ra!"
Naura slightly flinched when she heard that voice, the familiar voice of the man in her ears.
"You?" hiss Naura when she saw who greeted her, Arsen aka Arsenio, who else?
"Yes, it's me. You remember, right?" Arsen threw his best smile, as usual.
Naura just let out a heavy sigh then asked, "You want what?"
"You see, there's a good movie, you know," replied Arsen who made Naura a little gawking, thinking what's wrong with this foreign man in front of her?
"What did you come to the boutique for?" ask Naura ketus. "Here I don't sell men's stuff" he added.
"I know," replied Arsen as he looked around her. "I'm here looking for you."
"What do you need?" Naura's tone was still very tight, even she showed her dislike of Arsen.
"You take you to walk, eat, watch, or whatever," replied Arsen confidently who made Naura smile obliquely.
"I don't want to" Naura replied firmly.
"Why? Do you hate men after a divorce?" asked Arsen who made the look on Naura's face more cold, he looked offended by Arsen's question.
"That's none of your business," heeded Naura sharply. "It's best to get out of here now or I'll have the security guards drag you out!"
Not afraid or feeling guilty, Arsen smiled broadly. Making Naura even more annoyed to even feel like tearing the handsome face of the man.
"Said Ian, you are the type of woman who is perfectionist, graceful and classy. Is this how you deal with a man, haem?" kekeh Arsen's. "You are like a weak woman who was dumped by her lover then you are traumatized by men" said Arsen, who made Naura again gawk.
"How dare you say that," Naura growled.
Arsen just put his shoulders back, even blinking one eye at Naura.
Naura's chest had rumbled, on the one hand she did not accept what Arsen said. However, on the other hand he felt very reluctant to respond to the man.
"All right, I'm waiting for you here!" Arsen sat on a chair not far from where Naura was standing. "We'll go to lunch later, okay? Relax, I will not invite you to date, especially until marriage. I just want to be friends."
"Basic crazy!" exclaimed Naura who was completely inexhaustible with the foreign man in front of her.
"No, I'm still sane. Then I invite you to eat," chuckled Arsen. "Don't you kill yourself like romeo and Juliet."