When I Meet You
9: Presence of Pink Virus

"Father!" Kaivan, who is busy with his office work, must be surprised by the arrival of his only daughter who suddenly climbed into the lap.

"What's up, pretty boy?" Kaivan asked after he confirmed Nayra's sitting position on her lap.

"I want us to go shopping. Anyway, tomorrow mama Naya finely wears a nice shirt," said Nayra who just made Kaivan frowned confused.

"Shopping? Mama Naya? I don't know what you mean, dear." Kaivan rubs Nayra's mahogany chocolate mane fondly.

"So right at the school, there were mothers who said that Mama Naya was kuel. Nayla doesn't like it" Nayra said. This time, both of her tiny hands were cupped over her stomach.

Hearing that, Kaivan raised one corner of his lips. Anxious at once wanted to laugh when Naya was said to be catapulted by the guardian of students at the Nayra school.

"So Papa what to do, pretty boy?" ask Kaivan.

"Temenin I'm with Mama Naya shopping for her mama Naya's groceries."

"okay." Kaivan nodded his head. "When do you want to buy it?"

"So well!"

"But Papa just came from the office, time has to come out again?" Kaivan tried to negotiate. "What if the purchase is delivered by a driver? Papa will give you money to buy."

"No way!" Nayra shook her head firmly. "I want to go shopping Papa."

Kaivan sighed harshly, however—Nayra bequeathed Indira's stubbornness. So she had trouble saying no to her daughter.

"Okay, then—Nayra get ready first there, later we shop to the mall."

After he said that, with super fast steps Nayra down from his lap then ran out of his room. Seeing how the twinkle on Nayra's face had not dimmed at all, since Naya's arrival here—Kaivan was grateful in his heart. It seems Naya was indeed sent by God to actually be Nayra's nanny.

"You saw Indira! Nayra, my daughter's grown up now. These days he seems cheerful and not moody. After this I'm sure, Nayra and I will soon be happy without being overwhelmed by the past."

While on the other hand, Nayra was busy choosing clothes for her to wear to the mall.

"What if I wear this one, Ma?" ask the boy while lifting his knee-length levis pants and a blue frozen motif t-shirt.

"Okay, this one is just this." Naya took the shirt and pants and put them on Nayra.

"Just over there we're a shirt, holee." Naya chuckles softly to hear the excitement of Nayra who is going to the mall. Not to mention the slurred tone that often invites laughter.

Seeing how this cheerful Nayra was, Naya was grateful. That child should have laughed a lot and acted funny like any other Nayra-aged child. Not preoccupied with a mother who does not exist anywhere, also the disease that makes the binarnya dim.

"You should always be happy, Nayra. There's me, there's no me." Naya deepened in her heart, she would always pray for Nayra's kindness. It is very sad to see the child's twinkle dim, or when the disease relapses.

"Mama Naya has to wear nice clothes tomorrow, so not in the words of kuel anymore with mothers." Nayra scowled bitterly after saying so, which then made Naya anxious to pinch her puffed cheeks.

"I don't want Mama Naya to be called a cat, my mama is beautiful." Naya was made to smile by the 5-year-old, how the compliments thrown from her—s sounded so sincere without coercion.

"Mama Naya was so moved," said Naya then dyed the lightning of Nayra's cheek.

Without the two women of different ages being aware, if the interaction of the two is recorded clearly by the memory of a man standing on the doorstep.

The man was Kaivan, who was about to see if Nayra had finished preparing or not.But at the time he wanted to enter Nayra's room, his eyes were presented with a sweet sight between Naya and Nayra. The two of them were like their mother and daughter.

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One of the adult women's clothing stores became Nayra's choice when the boy saw a dress with a sunflower motif displayed on a mannequin statue.

The boy pulled Naya and Kaivan's arms together to enter the store.

"I want Mama Naya to wear this shirt tomorrow" pointed Nayra at the sunflower dress that had first caught her attention.

"Jude, take it." Naya glanced at Kaivan as the man spoke thus.

"No need, sir. I just saw his shirt bandrol, I don't have that kind of money right now" Naya subtly refused.

"Am I asking you to pay? No, right? You just enjoy the clothes chosen by Nayra.";

"But, Sir?"

"Already, Naya! Counting this reward you for making Nayra smile continuously, come on!" Unknowingly, Kaivan pulls Naya's arm and takes her elsewhere. While Nayra herself, has darted away choosing clothes for Naya.

"This dress is good, it must fit Mama Naya's cake." Nayra pointed to one other shirt, this time the suit of a knit span skirt and a soft knit blazer became Nayra's choice.

"Where, Pa?" As Nayra asked and turned around, her eyes blinked. But unabashedly his smile covered widely, when he saw Kaivan holding Naya's hand.

"Cieee is holding hands" Nayra's unbroken chirp makes Kaivan reflexively release his hand checks on Naya. Damn, twice he was caught by his own daughter.

While Naya herself, had already thrown her face in any direction when she realized Kaivan was holding her hand. Not finished his shame and nervousness because of the incident this morning, now added again.

Instead of nothing, Naya now begins to have difficulty regulating her always-crazed heartbeat near her own employer.

As much as possible, he should not like his own employer. Do you want to say what he will be? Ah, Naya wasn't prepared for that at all.

Even with Kaivan, who repeatedly cursed himself in the heart. Maybe he reflexes to hold Naya's hand like they have more relationship. Can't! If there are constantly unexpected events like this, his heart may change.

"Gue can't like my own babysitter. Did I like Naya the same time? Can't!" Kaivan is in the heart. Since the incident this morning, his heartbeat was suddenly faster than usual when he was close to Naya like this.

"What does the world say if I like Naya?" Again, Kaivan satin. There hasn't been a week of knowing Naya, why has she changed so much? No way, his heart had changed too?