Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

15| I’m Sorry, Baby

Naura. Change your mind? Ready married?

Geeez is right ... Naura hissed like a python, glaring fiercely at Raka who was unceasingly displaying a wide smile full of confidence, as if what was in Naura's mind was indeed in line with her mind.

Naura twists her eyeballs. Just so you know. He didn't come here to be married to this round-eyed man. But to solve the problem between the two of them, it really needs to be resolved so that there are no more problems in the future.

"Hn! I didn't come here to ask you to marry me. I'm dat--"

"Sit down!" Raka patted the long sofa beside her. Deliberately cutting off Naura's speech.

Naura growled faintly, her eyes narrowing sharply. "No need," he said, as if Raka was a mortal enemy of his ancestors.

Raka let out a short breath. His gaze sharpened noticing Naura's red face due to emotions. "You might be tired. Sit down!" said again.

"I said no, no need. You heard!" Naura screeched in annoyance, just as this sweet figure threw her plate shoes at Raka's handsome face.

No longer can Naura stem her anger which from the beginning has indeed accumulated since hearing Neil's explanation at the hospital earlier. The more upset he was, Raka always ignored his words. Deliberately luring his emotions up.

Hearing Naura's screech, Raka stayed silent for a while, then took a deep breath.

"I heard it, Naura. But it is not good to talk while standing. You're pregnant. After all, you're like a debt collector. Be honest. I'm a little offended by the way you've been treated like this" Raka explained in such a serious tone of voice. But actually, just to suppress this sweet figure to obey his words.

In the end Naura obeyed Raka's words on the grounds of speeding her away from this place. Especially not wanting to give Raka a chance to buy time again.

“Well, so dong, equally good to be.” Raka smiled happily seeing Naura finally sitting down. "Please wait here for a moment" he continued, standing up immediately.

"Hey!" Naura has not been able to prevent, Raka went out of nowhere, either take what, Naura does not know.

"That's it. It's her house too" he muttered shoulder to shoulder.

Just don't try to avoid me. I'm killing him right now. Grp ... Naura clenched her hands with her deflated chest holding back the anger.

While Raka disappeared somewhere in this big house. While waiting, as if the foreman who was supervising the work of his subordinates, Naura's gaze was so sharp that she took a look at this house. A word to describe the atmosphere. Slender. No one was wandering around this big house. Household assistance was not visible since the first leg to this house. There were only four security people when they wanted to enter it earlier. It must also have a prior permit from the homeowner if you want to enter.

The hell of a time, there's no one here. For example, his girlfriend. Or maybe his fiancee?

Naura wondered curiously inwardly as she wiggly watched the corner of the room, when only there were signs of women living here. Hair or female parfumes, for example.

"You won't find a single woman here, Naura."

Holy hooch! Heart ...

Naura gasped in shock at the heavy sound buzzing in her ears. This sweet figure was holding his chest that was pounding like it had just been in the Olympic marathon race, only when he turned around, found Raka had been standing behind him, bring a glass of hot chocolate - his favorite drink in winter. He gulped as the distinctive smell of chocolate penetrated his sense of smell.

When was he behind me? I just didn't hear his footsteps.  

Naura's forehead frowned deeply, watching Raka put the hot chocolate on the table and pushed it towards Naura.

"Drink!" said Raka with an absolute commanding tone like a King.

Naura shook her head, not following Raka's orders. His eyes kept turning in this room. I can't believe what this guy says.

Well, Raka who has a physical above the average guy, also has a handsome face, and money a lot, who does not like him. Uh, errata, except for him. It was Raka who was crazy about him, chasing him until finally he fell and fell in love with Raka's persistence to him. But finally, Raka is also the one who ended their love for no definite reason, like himself a toy. If it breaks, it is no longer needed.

"I told you before, you won't find a single woman here" Raka repeated after reading the expression on Naura's face.

"Lied!" naura squinted. "Including your household assistant? All men are?"

"Yup!"

"Geez. No way," Shall Naura screech loudly.

"Why is it impossible? I have never differentiated my gender about housework, washing, cooking, or cleaning. If their performance is good, why not?"

Naura raised her shoulders. Can no longer deny Raka's words.

"Oh, I'm saying something." The corner of Raka's lips twitched. He smiled slantingly grinning. "Ekhem .. I mean, there's one woman in this house."

Both Naura's eyebrows are interlocked. His lips twitched, but not a word came out, though he was eager to ask who the woman was. But for the sake of prestige, he pressed his curiosity firmly. Don't they have a relationship anymore? Later he thought he kepo and just want to know the affairs of the former.

"You want to know, Naura?" asked Raka while holding the tingling nudity in the corner of her mouth. Raka deliberately fishing Naura increasingly curious.

"No need. It's none of my business anymore" Naura replied flatly, suppressing her voice to sound ordinary.

"Hn! So it is." Raka let out a short breath, looking slightly disappointed from her tone. He thought Naura would enthusiastically ask him.

"Then, please drink the hot chocolate" he continued.

"No, thank you, I'm still not thirsty" said Naura, though the hot chocolate in front of her looked very delicious, and kept calling to taste it. But, considering he does not want to buy time to be here, it is better not to just do it.

"Partially, I haven't been here long, I just want to say ..." Naura deliberately paused her sentence, first took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

"...in addition to working with Brother Neil, you're working with Sunny. Aye, right?" accuse Naura directly.

Not without reason he accused Raka of doing so, there is already a lot of evidence. After hearing Neil's explanation about the mysterious sender of his frog doll, the second person object that Raka works with, of course, Sunny.

Raka was silent for a moment, then exhaled a short breath.

"Yes, I'm working with him." Raka admitted honestly.

It was he who told Sunny to temporarily house Naura, when the first time this sweet figure stepped on Jeju island, and made it easier for him to monitor the movements of Naura. For example, about cravings, which all this time, he is the one who fulfills it.

"Including who sent the stuffed frog?" Naura squinted her eyes.

"of course. Who do you think is there besides me?" Raka asked back.

"Damn it!"

"Don't curse, Naura. Not good for the development of the fetus." Raka warned.

Naura immediately stood up, not wanting to linger with Raka, moreover this was her ex's house, also the woman she said was also in this house, inside the other room,-- perhaps. And certainly he does not want to disturb the pleasure of people who are making out, although there are still many problems that he wants to discuss. But for some reason, his mood fell apart after hearing Minho say there was a sweet figure in his house.

"Wait, Naura." Hurriedly Raka held Naura's hand as she twisted her body.

Deghs

As if time had stopped spinning, both of them were silent. For the first time, the subtle vibrations again stimulated the hearts of the two, after a long time they did not come into physical contact.

"Let go of my hand!" Naura glared sharply. He was the first to come to terms with the attitude between them.

While Raka was still flinching. Increasingly tightened his grip on Naura's hand, as if afraid that this sweet figure in front of her would disappear in a matter of seconds, leaving her in a puddle of frustration and confusion, just as she had been all this week, when Naura mengultimatum not to bother him anymore.

In the end he could no longer afford it, just silently watching Naura who was pregnant with her child from a distance, especially after there was one man who approached Naura and seriously intended on her.

"Hey! I said let go of my hand!" The volume of Naura's voice began to rise while shaking Raka's hand from her.

"You hear me, Raka? Off!"

"No way, Naura." Raka shakes. "Just to say that you came here?"

"Of course." Naura answered steadily.

"Naura, there are a lot of issues that we need to address here," Raka pressed seriously.

"No discussion whatsoever!" firmly Naura turned her face in another direction, as long as not towards Raka's face that could make her heart beat uncontrollably.

"Don't give up, Naura. You're pregnant now, and that's my son," fierce Raka.

"This is my son. Not your son." Naura glared sharply.

"But that's my sperm" Raka denied breaking Naura's speech.

Naura growled like an angry mother cat her children were bullied.

"From the beginning of the insemination, I did not want to know who the donor was. You should have known that from Brother Neil," concluded Naura Sharp. When speaking his expression was really serious.

Raka. The handle loosened a little, Naura made this opportunity to shake her hand to be free. As fast as lightning Naura twisted her body, about to leave, as quickly as possible away from Raka.

"Naura ..."

Deghs

Again, Naura's heart was beating faster. His chest rumbled violently, like the roar of a wave hitting a reef. He held his breath, as if there was no oxygen supply flowing through his body. His body became stiff for a moment, his face color suddenly turned pink, while Raka's two hands were tightly coiled around his waist. Hugged himself tightly from behind.

Dugh Dugh Dugh

The rebar on Naura's chest increased sharply as Raka's palm was above her distended stomach, caressing her possessively. There is no longer any distance between them. Instantly goosebumps her romantic fur, feeling the roar of Raka's warm breath gusting around her nape.

"Don't go" Raka whispered in a sad tone, right in Naura's ears, making this sweet figure squirm uncomfortably. A bitter shadow of his past suddenly appeared in his mind. Naura's body trembled. This is like a dejavu. But now, their position has changed.

"Please, Naura, rethink my intentions. I seriously want to marry you."

Naura bit her lips, suppressing the unpleasant feeling creeping in her heart.

"Preferably cancel your intention.” Naura answered coldly.

It's like repeating the scene two years ago. This time, it was this sweet figure that spoke coldly. Really, Naura doesn't want the heartache back. Don't want to be thrown away a second time. It's a little traumatized.

"No.” Raka shook her head, further slipping her head on Naura's narrow shoulder. Sip a favorite distinctive aroma from his sweet figure.

"Don't force me, Raka. Don't make me hate you any more .." - Ooh Naura held tightness in the chest.

Likewise with Raka, her heart rippled softly hearing him, there was a throbbing that pierced her heart. Sad taste.

"I'm sorry, Naura. I was wrong." Raka said hoarsely.

Naura was silent for a moment. Lips vibrate. His gaze swept out at the reflection of his face on the ceramic tile. If in a few minutes he is still here, it is certain that the clear grains that dammed in the corner of his eyes will slide freely to the floor.

Why are you apologizing to me now?

Why are you only now aware of your mistake?

I want Naura to scream like that. But for some reason, the bitter sentences were unable to escape the blemish of his lips.

"I'm sorry, Naura.” Raka said again when this sweet figure was just silent.

"I accept your apology," Naura replied with rustling teeth. His body shivered withstanding anger.

Raka nodded not answering. He hugged Naura.

"Now you've heard it. I've forgiven you" repeated Naura again.

"But you don't seem to be sincere in forgiving me."

"I'm sincere in forgiving you." Naura clenched her hands. In Naura's heart I hope this ends soon.

It still sounds like he doesn't forgive me. He was still angry, Raka was grumpy for a moment. "If you're not angry anymore. That means you're ready to marry me."

"That's different," quickly drag Naura. "I forgive you, but that does not mean I am ready to take you back. Catch that!"

Hearing Naura's words, Raka was pensive. Slowly his embrace loosened. This time Naura will not waste this golden opportunity. Without looking back again, Naura rushed to run towards the door, leaving Raka drowning in her charms, staring at her back. Until a few seconds later, Raka only realized when she heard the sound of the door being closed.

Raka rushed to chase after Naura. Then stopped at the doorway, not continuing his pursuit. His hair was messy. His sweeping gaze stared at the back of Naura who was running away from the area of her house.

Forgive me, Naura, all this time has hurt your heart ....