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Silvia's boyfriend

Eira doesn't realize she's the center of Nata's attention. Then he remembered silvia's phone this morning.

"Sorry sir, permission Nanya?"

Nata nodded "You want what?"

"are you really Nata's girlfriend silvia, the artist and model who is famous at this time"

Nata put down his spoon. His admiration collapsed instantly when he heard the woman in front of him. Look at the woman waiting for her answer. Between wanting to answer honestly or obey his heart, teasing him to see the response of the woman in front of him.

"I'm sorry if I was presumptuous. I am very curious" continued Eira

"you reckon?" reply nata smiled knots then continued scooping his porridge.

"let me ask you," answered Eira, growing curious.

"No, she's not my girlfriend" Nata said honestly

"but he called you on the phone with love" replied Eira

"oh, you picked up, great" replied Nata hanging

"good one sir?" ask eira curiously.

"so he said what on the phone" asked Nata who was currently focusing on watching Eira tell a story. The slurry's gone. Strangely, he did not want to leave the place.

"Pretty words..... I'm..." Eira imitates silvia's voice with a tone made as similar as Silvia

"yes baby...." Nata immediately snatched away Eira's sentence. He understands very well how the logic and words of Silvia if you ask for attention or want attention from him.

"Deg" Eira stopped eating. And fixated. Bizarrely. His chest pounded.

"your father is fine" said Eira making sure the answer is indeed from Nata, because the focus is divided from the story and scooping the porridge in front of him.

"You should answer richly, let Silvia be glad"

"lt's... My voice is the voice of a woman" Eira said, shaking her hand on her face.

"why? Hot or spiciness?" nata asked, who again smiled knots because he saw Eira's face blushing. And it was adorable for Nata who had not shifted her eyes from the cherry man who had been very disliked to her cherry blossom.

"Pedes sir"

A moment of silence, which finally made Eira look up at Nata. He was still enjoying his unfinished porridge.

"you're done sir" asked Eira who just ngeh if Nata had finished his porridge.

"d.hem..." Nata nodded and cleared his throat slowly. Shut up for a while as if you want to organize the word convey something.

"this morning my world is rich in mixed ice, the more obscure the day. And you make my day more chaotic but strangely I am entertained." answered Nata honestly with a smile wider.not usually he can be so open to someone he just met, he said, but with the woman in front of him, words came out of his mouth without him noticing.

"meaning father?" ask Eira astonished because he did not understand. But Nata's smile stunned her. The sweetest smile Eira could see up close. Makes Nata even more unaffordable.

"I have nothing to do with silvia, just a working relationship and this afternoon, before I was messed with a call from the silvia manager if he was angry and broke down. You want to know why?" it was clearly Nata who was precisely asking Eira a question. Eira just shook his head.

"he's jealous of you for picking up my phone"

"me sir? That's it" answered Eira who was made more confused. Loading is really slow.

"yes, he was angry because there was a reply from the female voice. It's strange... While I'm not who he is"

"women if in the baper i usually so sir, so the guy mending firmly the same treatment. Don't make women misunderstand. If you like it like it if you don't do it don't give more attention" replied Eira then.

Nata spontaneously flicked Eira's forehead slowly

"do you...." Eira complained while holding her forehead. Not sick. Just reflexes.

"if Silvia is angry, I will look for responsibility"

"what am I wrong, sir?" eira answered still holding her forehead

"Because it's made Silvia misunderstand"

"must I have responsibility how? To Silvia? I will never see my father again"

"so my pura boyfriend, let silvia stay away from me" the answer surprised Nata himself. Wonder where he got such an idea.

Pretty brilliant idea. Once pat all is in order. Can get away from silvia, as well as thwart the absurd marriage of his grandmother's wishes.

" can't sir. I've been married. Can't play pura an sama sapak"