
Nita wakes up feeling the pressure in her stomach. Especially if it was not Moses, the two tiny hands were beating his stomach. "Mama's son is awake."
Nita threw dirt in the corner of Moses' eyes, her son then fell asleep on the stomach asking for nen. Nita tilted to the right and suckled Moses. Nita's fingers began to play with Moses' thick hair.
The hour hand pointed at half 6 am and from this Nita smelled the aroma of coffee that teased her receptors until she gulped the saliva that was almost devoured. It's good to live like this without Sergey. To be honest, he was not comfortable if he had to be in the same room with Sergey, because at that time the aura dominating Sergey was so radiant and made it crowded. However, not because he likes Sergey, but he is afraid like he is facing a killer teacher when in High School.
Moses' sharp gaze made Nita flutter. He pinched the soft cheek of the puffer with an overwhelming feeling of sadness. He believes the son needs a papa figure.
You'll have papah, son, and that's Papa Rama. Your affection will be complete from your mother and papa figure. You don't need to know who your biological father is because Mama hates him so much. Let's close the past and start staring at our lives with Papa Rama.'
Nita sat down and buttoned the negligee in the chest, held Moses' armpit, and laid the son on his straight leg. Nita tickled Moses using her chin, until the boy giggled.
Rama who was going to Devan's room, retreated and looked into Nita's room because of the laughter of Moses. Nita's sleepy face is still clearly visible and long hair with a little irregular make Nita more beautiful in the eyes of Rama. He became a gereget wanted to curl the hair.
Nita releases the rebellious Moses, his eyes follow the direction of Moses' gaze and does not know when Rama was there. The woman saw Rama's smile that was conditional on affection.
"Who's that for?" tanya Nita sounded soft and spoiled as Rama held a tray filled with a glass of yellow water, perhaps it was tea.
"It's for Om Devan," said Rama as he walked towards the window and Nita was surprised that there was coffee on the nightstand, next to the window.
Rama put a tray on the table, his hands shifted and pointed to the steaming coffee that had been placed here. “This is coffee for you. Hurry up, get cold. This was made special by Rama Abimasa with full sincerity, loh."
"Special? Early in the morning for me?" Nita bowed and the two corners of her lips lifted into a smile. Moses walked towards Rama and Nita woke up while tidying up the negligee. The woman came closer with her heart pounding. His hands trembled as he received a helping of coffee from Rama. "Thank you …."
Nita widens her eyes as she gets one unexpected kiss. He smelled the refreshing fragrance of Rama's body that made him drunk. The woman bit the corner of her lower lip trying to hide her shyness and saw the new Moses pull the magazine from the bottom drawer.
“How do you sleep?” asked Rama softly. “What dream?”
“I didn't feel anything and woke up this morning. I ... I don't seem to be dreaming. Then, you alone?”
“I dreamed I was swimming with you in the lake. Maybe you think I'm lying, but I'm not lying and you're very pretty in a dream, especially now ..” Rama reduced the distance and looked at Nita's slightly gawking lips. Then glanced at Hasel's shining eyes.
“Still in the morning, don't tease me, I'm so embarrassed,” Nita's voice is like choking and her face is starting to warm up, she's sure her cheeks are as red as tomatoes.
Nita sipped the warm coffee elegantly. He who used to immediately bubbled up his coffee until it ran out, this became a little because he did not want if Rama thought it like a greedy woman.
Uhh!Since when do I care about Rama's opinion ! inner Nita.
Although Nita was determined to bubble coffee, but her body did not want to obey and instead more elegantly holding the cup with her fingertips, her chin slightly raised because it maintains the image. Although he was ashamed, he really wanted to maintain the best self-image in front of Rama. Confidence increases, he does not want if there are other women who beat his confidence in front of Rama.
“I want to take a walk with you later in the day.” Rama turned his face and shifted two steps, then opened the window. Cold fresh air came in on his face. Rama hid the nervousness by trying to keep staring at the side of the house filled with bamboo trees. However, the shadow of Nita's face continued to overshadow her and made her drunk.
“Walk? Do you memorize the road? Then what are we riding on? There is no motor. Uh there's an old bike.” Nita biting the lower lip, why Rama avoid it.His hands wipe his face, fear there is dirt on the face, or traces of lightening on his cheeks. He took the mirror in front of him and brought it to his face. There's no shit.
“We walk, or later I check the bike.”
Nita grimaced fearing that there was dirt on her teeth, obviously nothing, right last night a toothbrush .Nita's face immediately reddened as Rama glanced with one eyebrow raised high until he immediately pursed his lips and put a mirror on the nightstand. Nita walked away from him in shame. He glanced at Ramah followed by Moses who carried the magazine with two small hands.
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Arriving in Devan's room, a glass of tea was placed Rama, on a table of wood that was only nailed to the origin. Rama helps Devan move into a wheelchair. While Nita then held out a glass of tea in front of papa.
"Bah, really, Papah changed his clothes. Was it wiped?" Nita glanced at Rama who took a new infusion of cardboard.
“Rama, whoa? He prepared hot water for Papah,” muttered Nita again made fascinated at Rama's attention.
Devan glanced at Rama who took off the plastic wrapping infusion that made a rustling sound. He looked into Nita's sparkling eyes. “Eh, you're waking up in the afternoon."
“Night Moses woke up hot, I accompanied him until 3 am.”
Rama seriously replaced the infusion of less than 100 ml with a new infusion liquid, then hung on an iron pole, which was set behind the wheelchair backrest. "You take a shower, Atha. I've been pumping water to shower you."
"That's fine, Rama's boy." Devan stroked his daughter's hair, Nita's face grew brighter and smiled very sweetly. "Why are you ashamed?"
"Ah, Dad. Nita's gonna take a shower." Nita had an empty glass in her hand. He glanced back and Rama looked at him in a strange way.
"He's ashamed to be so pretty, Om." Rama is anxious because the face of the ayu is getting flushed. "It's lucky to get his heart."
"Rama." Nita hissed and ran, then pinched Rama's stomach until the man grimaced.
Devan squinted as Rama laughed and followed the whining of his daughter. What's with these two guys. Why is my daughter becoming a layman.
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Elsewhere, Intania devoured pieces of papaya fruit. Her convictions have worsened since Rama was kidnapped. Rama's cell phone on the table continues to be looked at, it was found in the park, where Rama was kidnapped.
He is still chatting with the manager of Rama's restaurant in Australia from Rama's mobile phone. He was also surprised that there were two women who often sent Rama messages, named Shelina and Veronica, who all called dear. Though when viewed from the chat history, Rama responded to them coldly.
“What is between Rama and Nita? The feeling was that when they first met, they were noisy and damaged each other's vehicles. When I was at the Mall, they almost never spoke. But the video is ciu*man, geez, Ramaaaa.” Intania scratched her head in annoyance. Why can his son be so naughty.
Intania's eyes widened, she moved away from the dining table and walked to the nightstand, then enlarged the sound of the TV. Si*al has a photo of his son in the morning infotement. He listened to the news about the kidnapping of Rama and Nita who became DPO (Search List of People) .
“Wah, Mas, are you serious?” muttered Intania who was in her own home.
Intania thinks that a Sergey who looks affectionate to Nita will continue to protect Nita even though Nita is wrong. It turns out that this is exactly the opposite, Sergey conducts a press conference that Nita is involved with Rama's abduction.
Even Sergey reveals the motive of Nita who requested that NASA be returned to Nita. But firmly, Sergey made a statement refusing to hand over NASA and asked the whole community of Indonesia if they saw Nita Athalia or any instructions immediately dial the number on the bottom side of the TV screen.
“KERN...” Intania gawked, her hands trembling in horror. It turns out that Sergey is still the way he used to be, when it comes to his children. Sergey makes Rama a priority above all else, even he knows for himself if Sergey willing to ma*ti when it comes to Rama.
Video ja*police advice that will exert all efforts to find Nita and Rama aired on TV. Hurry up, Intan opens social media, ig, fb, telegram. Sergey Lovers fans began to fill in the comments column. They are busy guessing a lot of guesses and Intan so join mess with their logic.
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Nathan was in Banjarmasin, he just got a call from his friend. A newly sent link to his friend was opened. After reading the official articles released by NASA and Sergey video conference. Either, he should be sad or happy. Nathan has asked his friend to speed up the creation of a new identity.
“It looks like Sergey was helped by Jefri. Do I have to leave Rama there?” Nathan thinks hard, there is no benefit in bringing Rama, for what also makes a new identity for Rama. While the other new identity is finished and just waiting for Rama's property so. “Kasian is also Nita, so the months of Netizen. Ah bodo time, after all Nita will not return to Indonesia.”
“I have to hide this from Nita. Sergey completely twisted the facts. Though the old man who wants to master NASA and used to buy NASA at a cheap price than he shouldn't. Danger. I have to hurry back and move them, lest Jefri find Papa Devan's trail and then force to meet Mami Stef.”
Nathan grabs the car keys restlessly, as his movements will become more limited. Moreover, the entire police force began to comb to the corners, he had to be clever-smart in disguise. He also had to change plans to leave Rama. The three of us had to get out of this country without Rama.