Trapped in Love Little Girl

Trapped in Love Little Girl
S2 - Chapter 27


The weekend came, all gathered at the Birawan family home. Except for Naya, even her son who always intends Lyra's mom since she was in the hospital.


All enthusiastic scrambling to hold Aksa, sometimes even as if forgetting his mother. Sally was just silent, letting anyone who did want to accompany her son. They were excited, and instead asked Sally for a break. In fact, babies should be with their mothers more often to improve bonding with each other.


“Sa .. want to eat now?” Miss Anna surprised Sally who had been daydreaming since.


“Later, Mi. With aja.” Can only nod, then go back to the kitchen to help bi Mur prepare lunch. Aksa was being held by Lyra's mother, and Bobi beside her held Eza.


For a moment Alika glanced at Sally, then gave Elis to Elo who was chatting coolly with Andra and Tomi sir. Zean's ex-lover approached, holding softly Sally's hand.


“Do you need a friend to tell a story?” he said full of gentleness.


The brown bead that Sally had took a quick glance at, then stared at the full two eyeballs of Alika who was looking in the shade. The highlight of motherhood is there, well .. maybe because Alika has experience.


The girl just shook her head, even she herself was not aware of what was being felt. It felt strange, everyone gathered and accompanied, but his heart felt empty.


In the deepest trough of the heart, it is impossible to deny that the shadow of Zean always rotates in daydreams. I hope that time will pass quickly, so that her husband will come home soon. In the past, he thought that if his child was born, it would be able to erode the increasingly passionate longing. But in fact no, every look at the baby's tiny face, it is more piling up seeds longing more and more popping.


“You missed your husband, huh? I know what it's like to give birth without the father of our son. Highlight your eyes can't lie, Sa.”


He turned back to Alika, then could only bow down miserably. If you can, Sally prefers to be with Zean even though they have not been present. Zean always understood with the maturity he had, obeying all Sally's will.


“My fingers, how to get through times like this.” Alika smiles at Sally's statement, the woman feels recognized by her ex-wife.


“You can contact me anytime you want, I just keep the cake shop. Not too busy like an office worker,” bargained with pleasure, then greeted with a small smile from Sally.


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Solid roads make the journey feel longer, the clock has pointed to the time leading up to the afternoon. Naya stuck in traffic since joining in in the crowd, patiently a little bit as bad as still have to get to the destination.


The more afternoon, Eza's mother finally arrived at the hiding place of cousin sister. Since yesterday has tried to seduce via calls and messages, but did not shake the establishment of a Zean Aditya Pratama. Forced, he must go to the villa for the purpose that must be achieved with plenary.


Arriving in front of the villa, seen Mr. Jang washing the car. Pause to pay attention to the parked car, then immediately wash the foam-filled hands with clean water and approach the woman who just got out of the car.


“Nona ...” Naya smiled.


“Great crafts, sir,” compliments while justifying hair.


“Ah, No, Non. It happened to have been two dusty weeks, not washed. Yesterday had time to nganter young master control, so all today cleaned.”


“Pak Jang .. thanks so much for helping us, yes. Want to take care of Brother Ze painstakingly.”


He shook. “No, Miss. I was there to accompany him was also happy. Since the young master is here, I have had a friend chat.”


Mr. Jang who lives alone feels more alive with the presence of Zean as a place to share. Although only a listener complained, still he was happy. His wife left the world two years ago. Makes him feel lonely, everyday just take care of the villa. Sometimes that busyness is boring.


“What's the condition of brother, sir?”


“Young master is good. The progression of his fracture recovery shot faster than expected, the doctor said. Next week he said the cast can be removed, only it still needs to be continued with physiotherapy until completely recovered.”


Naya only nodded a few times, then intended to step foot in. Sitting on the sofa to unwind, a journey that does make the entire body muscles feel stiff. He broke his neck to the right and left alternately.


“Teh green, Miss. Special from the plantation that is behind the villa.” A cup of tea was on Naya's front desk. Just this time he heard that behind there was a plantation.


“The seriousness behind this villa is a tea garden, sir? Just heard. I want to see, Mr. Jang.” He was rushing up, imagining the expanse of green gardens can give its own tranquility.


“Eh, that's Miss. Not right behind this villa. Probably thirty minutes from here. Young master used to be there.”


“Oh, that is, yes. Kirain in the back.” Back he landed himself on the sofa, then sipped tea that looks have begun to warm up.


“Which brother, sir? Is he sleeping?”


“Young master is going to the lake, Miss,” said Mr. Jang, still calm with a position in front of Naya.


“Lake?” Placed a cup that is half finished, observing Mr. Jang asking for answers.


“Iya, Miss. Not far from the tea garden, there was a lake there. I was the one who drove. He said he'd rather be there lately. Especially in the afternoon like this.”


“Udah long ago yet, Sir?”


“Half hour ago, Non.”


“Good, Miss.”


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After a journey full of admiration that momentarily forgot Naya with purpose, finally arrived at the lake where Zean let go longing.


Descending immediately, Naya was amazed again by the sight before her eyes. Dusk began to come greeting, creating an orange glow that bounced over the calm lake water. The one-child woman walked over, even had time to capture the picture before finally seeing someone who was sitting leaning on a bench.


Walking slowly, it was certain that the man who was looking straight ahead was really his brother. Footsteps are barely audible, Naya is advancing.


He lowered his hand on Zean's right shoulder, making the man reflectively turn his head.


“Nay ...” The woman smiled.


“Excellent beauty here.” He sat down, enjoying the atmosphere of twilight with his brother.


People were passing by looking at each other, perhaps for them Zean and Naya were a matching couple. A handsome man and a beautiful woman, perfecting each other.


“You like?” Naya nodded.


“So soon find another partner, bring it here. No need to go all the way abroad.” Zean smiled sweetly, a smile that he used to show in front of Sally.


The woman went back, rolled her eyes bitterly when she heard Zean talking about a couple. Her heart has not been able to move on from Eza's father. How to find a new one.


“Your hand is healed, Brother?”


Naya's words distract Zean, the man looks for a moment at the left hand still hanging in the sling. Raising his face looked at Naya, then nodded. “Next week can already go back to the doctor to remove the cast.”


“Then go home?” sela Naya's.


“Entah.” Zean raised his shoulders. A sign that he is not sure what decision to make.


“Don't be silly, Brother. Your son is born, and you don't want to see him?”


There is a tension between the two creatures. “Whose day is it?” Zean switched the conversation, not wanting to discuss it.


“Pak Jang's. He's waiting in the car.”


“Come, home.” Standing up, hurriedly left Naya who was still sitting with her life half-floated.


“Lhoh, really. I just got by, Kak,” he said half-run, while following Zean who had left.


“Not you here to pick me up?”


The woman nodded, two seconds later she sparkled brightly. “Wah .. that means Big Brother is going home to town?”


“No, who said? I'm going home to the villa. Soon night.”


Not until reaching Zean's mind, Naya could never influence her brother's decision. From the past, Zean did sometimes have a mountain-high ego. But a second later it could also be a submissive man.


It is common, if you find the nature of Zean that is easily changeable.


“We're home, yes, Brother.” Naya continued to seduce along the way, while Zean was just mute indifferently.


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