THE LOVE STORY OF NARA
CHAPTER 65 - Making a Supply

Nara woke up early and she helped Mommy make breakfast. Nara makes fried rice.

'Son!!! May Mr. Arka like it!' Nara tasted her fried rice.

Nara copied the fried rice onto the dishes, then put it in the lunchbox. After that he added a cow's eye egg on it.

"You brought supplies?" Ask the Mother who from earlier continued to pay attention to her daughter who smiled to herself while cooking.

"Yes, Bun."Nara answered nervously.

"Add a little more. The portions are less. Looks like Arka's eating."

Nara nodded and added the fried rice in the box. Then he paused for a moment when he realized something.

"You made breakfast for Arka, right?!" Mother smiled looking at Nara's reddened face.

"No-no, Bun." Nara Gelang. He was ashamed of himself.

"So when did Arka bring her parents?" Ask Mommy seriously looking at the soft child.

"Mother, we haven't gotten that far." Nara is back.

"Your ring is good."

"Mother!!!" Regek Nara as the middle-aged woman looked at the ring that was coiling on her finger. He hugged his mother tightly.

"Bun, can Nara get married again?"Tanya Nara was scared. While loosening his arms.

"Can. According to Mother, Arka is very good and can be responsible." Mother's heart is sure that Nara will be happy with Arka. Although Gio said, Arka is a bad man. It must be just a rumor.

"Bun, will Mas Arka one day leave Nara as well as Mas Adam did?" Nara looked at the Mother with a sad look.

"Mother see, she loves you very much. If he really loves you, he will never leave you under any circumstances. Mother will always pray for the best for you." Hope the middle-aged woman.

"May Mas Arka, be trusted." Nara also hopes, Arka's sweet speech at this time, not just a joke. Speech that has commitment.

"Have a shower. It's late for work." Mommy patted Nara's shoulder slowly.

"Good, Bun." Nara brought a box of fried rice to her room. Put it on the nightstand. If placed in the kitchen, Gio will be excited and question him continue.

With a slow hum, Nara went into the bathroom.

Before long, Nara was already neatly wearing work clothes. He added a thin sweep of make up and stroked his half-wet hair.

Nara gasped in shock when she heard the sound of her phone notification. He saw a message from the Boss.

Boss: Morning, baby...

Boss, don't forget breakfast

Boss, will I pick you up?

Nara will reply, but Arka's call comes in.

"Hello..." Answer Nara.

"Bag darling. I'm picking you up now?"

"No need, Mom. I-I'll just ride the ojek." Push Nara smooth.

"You want to take the ojek?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Don't! I'm in front of your house."

"What?" Pekik Nara was shocked. He immediately opened the window and saw Arka's car stopped in front of his house.

The man arrived early in the morning. What time did Arka come out of his house.

"Why are you here?" Nara asked suddenly nervous.

"Pick up my beloved." Said Arka while getting out of her car.

Nara saw Arka walking into the porch of her house. He ended their call.

Nara immediately grabbed her bag. Insert cell phone and dining box. Then rushed out of the room.

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"Let Nara be open." Nara said when she saw Mother who was going to walk to the front door.

Nara sighed softly and held the door handle.

"Morning, baby." Sapa Arka with a face full of smiles. When the door opened and stood the beautiful woman who had already stolen his heart.

"Who's Nara?" Shouted Mother from within.

"i-it-it-"

"I'm Arka, Mother." Arka immediately replied.

"Bag!!!" Nara glared at the man. Who calls his mother the same as him.

"I want to shake hands with the future-in-law." Arka blinked her eyes and slid in.

"Morning, Mother..." Sapa Arka cheerfully. He greeted the middle-aged woman who was in the kitchen.

"Where's Dad, Bun?"

"Dad is in the shower..."

Nara looked at Arka who looked relaxed. The man was not stiff and awkward anymore chatting with his mother.

"Bun, I'm sorry I didn't bring anything. Because it's still early, there's no store open yet. Next time I will bring my hands. Mother, what do you like to eat?"

"Haha... Nak Arka doesn't have to bother. No need to bring a hand. But pizza seems good, too." Mommy said while laughing.

"Mother wants pizza. I'll bring it later." Arka nodded with a smile. Nara is very welcome.

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Arka drives the car with a smile. He happily glanced at Nara's fingers, which coiled his gift ring.

"Mas, what's the pick-up?!" Nara felt disinclined. His house with the house of Arka, from end to end. The man goes around in circles, if he picks him up.

"I miss her name with you." Answer Arka. His hand grabbed Nara's tiny hand.

Nara turned her eyes. It was still morning, his heart was already pounding.

Arka glanced at Nara. The woman's face was always blushing. Makes him want to keep teasing her.

"...While the yellow stitches have not curved. I still deserve to have it..."

Arka again upset to remember the words of Adam that disturbed his mind.

Adam wants to go back to his ex-wife? Why is there such a man?

Didn't Adam think about how Nara felt?

The car stopped when they arrived. Nara took off her seatbelt.

Drying the phone, Nara grabbed the phone in her bag.

'Mas Adam!' Inner Nara looked at the name of the caller.

Arka took off her seat belt while looking at Nara's suddenly pale face.

"Nara, why?" Ask.

Nara nodded quickly. "That's okay, Mom. I-I go in first." Nara smiled wryly as she put the phone back into the bag. He looked around. Feeling lonely, Nara went out and walked half-run.

Meanwhile, Arka sees Nara rushing into the office.

'I'll keep you, Nara. Adam can't take you from me. You're mine!'

Seeing that Nara was no longer visible, Arka got out of the car and walked into the office.

Arka quickly exited the elevator after reaching the floor of her room. Arka walked towards Nara's desk.

"Nara's... File for today's meeting have you prepared?" Ask Arka.

"Already, Sir. I put it on your desk." Answer Nara.

"Thank you." Arka nodded slowly.

Arka looked back at that pretty face. "Darling, tie your hair."

Nara is too pretty to brush her hair.

"Ma-sorry, Sir. I forgot." Nara grabbed the bag and looked for her hairband.

Arka smiled at the beautiful sight before her. His mind began to wander. Gives a soft touch to those sexy red lips. Then the touch goes down to the neck, then down and down again... Touching the plateau and then...

The drying of the cell phone resuscitates the Arka from perverted reverie. Arka's eyes also saw Nara's phone lying on the table. Someone called Nara.

"Who's Adam?"

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