Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

27| Won't Shake

"Please, Brother Neil. Please raise my call, hiks." Naura sobbed while biting her lips so strongly. The rumbling and heavy rain outside the window endlessly frightened him. In the fifth ring, finally the young doctor raised his call. This sweet figure heaved a sigh of relief.

"Naura?" Neil's heavy voice across the phone rang out intermittently due to the weather being so bad.

"You okay?" continue this young doctor. Sounding from his voice, he was worried about this sweet figure. Although the young woman never told anyone about her fear of rain and lightning, Neil knew it and felt it.

"Sister." Naura held back her sobbing and held her breath for a few seconds, not wanting Neil to find out if she was crying. He caressed his distended stomach. His fetus reacted, feeling what he was feeling at this moment.

"Can you stay tonight at my apartment?" pinta this sweet figure was pinched with her voice that sounded so hoarse. Hoping this time alone, this young doctor granted his wish.

Neil exhaled heavily across the phone. His voice trembled in response to the request of his sweet neighbor. "I'm sorry, Brother. My brother is currently in Seoul. To get to Jeju Island, you have to take a plane. According to weather forecasts there will be a hurricane. In such bad weather, all flight routes will be delayed."

Naura was biting her lips so strongly while looking out the window. Justifying Neil's words. The lightning light seemed so bright and made his guts faint instantly.

"Yes, I understand, Brother," he replied in a barely audible voice.

"Would Raka's sister call?" This time Neil spoke honestly, asking permission first on this sweet figure. I don't want to disappoint him like before.

"Don't." Naura answered immediately. "I don't want to be in touch with him anymore, sister," he explained.

"But, kond--"

"No. Brother don't have to call him" Naura said. This time in a slightly firm voice. The young doctor was silent for a few seconds across the phone.

"Hufts. Then ... How about Sunny?" Neil. His voice almost drowned, losing to the rustling sound of rain and lightning.

"Sunny can't do it either, brother. Dojin's sick again."

"Oh." Neil's voice was disappointed. Can't help anything for his sweet neighbor right now.

"So, you don't have to cem--- Arrrgh!" Naura suffocated in shock as the sound of thunder interrupted her speech accompanied by a lightning light that was so bright that it dazzled her eyesight. He came back like a fetus. In that instant, a long beep was heard from the smart phone speaker that had been lying next to him - just detached from his hand. The connection was cut off due to bad weather.

Naura closed her eyes while closing her ears tightly. He shivered violently. It was as if it was in the north polar region without any preparation. This sweet figure inevitably tried to fight himself against his fear, nothing could help him out of his current fear except himself. In moments like these. Naura's memory was fixed on one figure. A figure that will always calm him when the rain is heavy and lightning like this. Always hold it and whisper a thousand words of entertainment until he is sound asleep and feels no more fear.

Hiks, Raka ...

　

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

　

"Damn it!" Along the way Raka cursed loudly. Repeatedly honking his Range Rover horn impatiently. He was stuck in traffic amid heavy rain and strong wind. This handsome figure narrowed his eyes, trying to see the scene in front, blocked by rain water and made his car glass blurry. Anxiety was clearly reflected on his handsome face.

Raka let out a long breath. Gender his body to the back of the chair seat while stroking his throbbing forehead. A little stress and anxiety is engulfing him at this time. His mind was only fixed on his sweet figure. He knew Naura must have been very scared and cried alone in the apartment. In the heart of this man hope that someone accompanies his sweet figure at this time. Whether it's Sunny with her boyfriend, or her best friend, Neil. Previously he had tried to call the two men to leave Naura until he arrived at the apartment. But because of this bad weather, all communication channels are disrupted.

Na's. Hope you're okay. Don't cry, wait for me.

Raka knocks on the steering wheel of her car. His seat grew more agitated, like sitting on coals. If only he had the power to disappear. Of course, this moment was also on Naura's side. He grabbed her and calmed her down, as he used to do when it was raining and lightning like this. In the middle of her daydream. The window of his car was knocked on by someone. Soon Raka lowered her window. A man in a police uniform wrapped in a raincoat lowered his head.

"Why sir? Not usually jammed like this," said Raka complained of a long traffic jam in the middle of this bad weather.

Raka's jaw instantly hardened. Gosh darn. It was in front of the Naura apartment complex.

"For your own safety. You better turn the road. Or temporarily do not have to pass there first. Excuse me." The policeman immediately turned around and headed towards the other car amid the growing congestion, as well as the sound of the vehicle horn blending together with the sound of thunder and the roar of strong wind filled the sky of the current city of Jeju.

Raka clenched her hands. His teeth rattled withstanding the anger that was already in the crown. Delaying his trip because he can't pass on the main road? Gosh darn. It was the same as keeping him unsettled all night and might make him come back regretful a second time. Or turn the direction. It's the same. It will make him more anxious many times because it takes an hour to get to Naura's apartment. There's no other choice. Raka pulled off her Range Rover. Jump out and lock the car door. Rushing ran through the heavy rain and dozens of cars were stuck in traffic.

Ignoring the raindrops that had befallen him, Raka continued to run fast with the roar of her breath gasping for breath. No matter the whisper of the wind trying to block his footsteps. Not caring about the rumbling of thunder that greeted him, as if bluffing and trying to shrink his guts. Still his spirit is burning, not wavering and extinguished by any obstacles in front of him for the sake of immediately being on the side of his sweet figure.

When running fast with a blurry view due to splashing rain water on his face, suddenly the sound of lightning struck an oak tree near Raka. Without being able to avoid a tree branch along the meter with the size of a fist the size of an adult man hit Raka's body. Inevitably Raka fell onto the paved road. His mind was empty almost fainting, for ten minutes trying to digest what had happened to him.

A passing car stops to help Raka. One of the two middle-aged men in the car immediately put away the tree branch above the young man's body.

"Yes, God! You okay, son?" said another middle-aged man while helping Raka sit down. This young man groaned. His chest felt tight and difficult to catch his breath. He held his head that was ringing. Fresh blood began to seep in his temple.

"We'd better get him to the hospital, Mr. Choi," another middle-aged man beside Raka, grimaced to see fresh blood pouring down Raka's temple mixed with rainwater.

Hearing the word of the hospital, like a spell, Raka fully realized. He shook his head and tried to get up. Hurriedly rubbing blood on his temple which was swept away by the rainwater splash. This young man smiled faintly, as if to show that he was indeed fine. Going to the hospital will add new problems for him. No. gabe. He doesn't want that. What he wanted was to be on Naura's side as soon as possible. Whatever happens.

"No, Ahjussi (uncle). Thank you for helping me." Raka bowed at a glance. Breathing out the throbbing in his head, this gray-sliced man again pierced through the increasingly heavy rain, leaving the two middle-aged men in confusion and dismay simultaneously staring at his sturdy back.

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

Naura glanced at the window glass while rubbing the clear liquid melt in the corner of the eye. Hope the Creator is kind enough to slightly relieve the increasingly heavy rainfall to the earth.

Don't cry, Na ....

Suddenly uninvited the voice of baritone Raka echoed in the head of this sweet figure.

"Hiks, Raka ..." Naura muttered to mention the name of the figure. Yep. Only Raka knew of this fear. But now ... the figure is no longer his. Naura was crying more and more as if to match the rainfall outside there. Amidst the rushing wind and the thunderous sound of lightning splitting through the sky of Jeju city, the sound of her apartment bell rang many times. Uncurdling roaring.

The forehead of this sweet figure frowned. Who's meeting in the rain like this? Neil-do? But he said the young doctor was now in Seoul. Or maybe Sunny? Maybe even Jongin? Who tried to approach him. However, deep down, this sweet figure hoped that Raka would come.

I don't want to guess in my heart. Naura inched open the door of her apartment while rubbing the clear liquid in the corner of her eyes. It doesn't matter if it's a mess right now. His long hair is a little scrambled, his pajamas are also tangled, and his eyes are puffy, at least he will have friends later. When opening the door. This young lady was stunned for a moment to see the figure in front of her. Lips vibrate. The clear liquid in the corner of his eye came back. His heart was relieved, as if it had just discovered something that had long been lost within him.

"Naura," call the figure so hoarse. His heart was so sharp that he saw Naura's condition so frightened.

"Hiks, Raka ..." Not caring about anything, Naura immediately hugged Raka so tightly. Crying in his arms.

"Shhh! Don't cry, everything's gonna be okay."

Don't forget guys, beautiful & handsome brothers, sisters who emes 😍, love first let the spirit write the story 🤗😉, okay 👍.

See you in the next chapter of 🤗💜.