Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

29| Serious

I don't know what this sweet figure muttered when he was engrossed in enjoying his dreamland. Wading through the world without limits, with no one able to disturb him. A world that can make it eliminate for a moment the problems that have been looming over it so far.

Naura flicked her hand as she felt the trunk of her nose itch while a gust of wind blew on her. This sweet figure clucked bitterly. A little upset his sleep was disturbed. He most dislikes when someone bullies him when he is busy anchored in the dream world.

This sweet figure further tightened both of his hands on his bolster pillow. Hugged it so tightly. But wait ... why does it feel like the bolster pillow is uneven and smooth?  Since when does the pillow roll with arms? Also his ears heard the sound of a beating heart. Nope. That crack didn't come from his heart beat.

Heart beat? Instantly Naura opened her eyes. He buyak. A second later shouted loudly. Success ruined her beautiful morning.

“Gyaaa. Why are there perverted men here!!”

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

Naura puts a glass of hot tea on the table as Raka comes out of the bathroom bare-chested - after cleaning her body. Hurry this young woman turned her face to the table, pretending to enjoy her pregnant milk when she accidentally saw the curves of Raka's tantalizing muscular body. Don't want a man-with a proportional body, who always keeps his body-shape tight-this catches him. Seeing her face full of pink light.

An hour ago, he was so embarrassed. When he wakes up, he finds himself in Raka's arms. Up until now his face was still hot when he imagined - when he opened both eyes - he looked at him so intensely. Plus he dreamed in his sleep this man kissed him, increasingly became pink colors wandering on his sweet face.

And I don't know. Naura did not know, as long as she slept whether this man had touched her body or not, she was consciously aware for a night Raka continued to hold her and calm her down. Not wrong this sweet figure thinks negatively so, because considering this man is indeed so perverted. Nevertheless, this sweet figure remains grateful. Thanks to the presence of this round-eyed man, last night he was no longer afraid to fall into a deep sleep.

“How? Already feel better?” Raka opened the conversation. Pulling the chair, sitting in front of Naura - after draping a towel on the back of the chair. Her eagle eyes were so intensely staring at her sweet figure sipping her pregnant milk. Actually, this question is suitable for itself. Pelipis. However, he did not want to worry about himself.

“Hum .. iy-ya.” Naura answered nervously, for a second she held her breath while Raka's gaze pierced her. Put the finished milk glass on the table. Quickly she escaped her hands under the table, scrimping the ends of her pregnant dress. Being seen so intensely by this man made her feel uncomfortable. His chest was pounding. It was as if he was falling in love with this man again. No. gabe. Naura shakes. He must not be weak with this man. Half his heart was still unable to accept this man back.

While across the table this sweet figure, Raka who had been watching him, frowned when she saw this woman's expression. He was indeed not an expert at guessing the expression of one's face. But from the experience that has been obtained, especially against the opposite sex, if the woman's face flushed can be indicated two things. One, out of anger. Two, because there is a love. And he can indicate the red met face of this sweet figure because he likes her? Might as well. I hope he hopes so.

“Ekhem.” Raka cleared his throat. Trying to break the momentary void between the two.

"My mountain, right," Raka continued, raising her tea glass. Telling him he didn't take it wrong. Or rather trying to get this young lady to refocus on him.

"Yes." Yeah." Naura nodded while tucking her dangling bangs to the side of the ears. Slightly he breathed a sigh of relief, Raka did not look at him as intens before.

"Ma ..." Raka put back her tea glass, just a little bit shaved off, still too hot. "...i want to talk seriously about our relationship. Can, right?" This man smiled, revealing a row of clean white teeth. Repeatedly he will not get tired of fighting for his relationship with this sweet figure, for the future of both of them and their future children.

Naura was silent for a moment. For the umpteenth time, he was unable to answer what this man would say in the future. His heart was still filled with worry.

"Have you decided to marry me?" continued Raka full of hope and to the point.

"No." Instantly Naura answered firmly. I don't know where this courage came from. The smile engraved beautifully on the part of the sensual lips of the man in front of him vanished instantly. "Just because of last night, doesn't mean I'm hurting you."

Raka sighed loudly. Why is it so hard to convince this sweet figure. It was as if he had climbed Mount Everest without any preparation. One thing he could take away from his relationship with this sweet figure. Once we've destroyed someone's trust, it'll be hard to get him to trust us again. It takes a lot of struggle and strong faith. That's how he feels right now. He admitted it was his fault. And perhaps in this way he also atoned for all the sins he had committed on this sweet figure.

"And thank you about last night," continued Naura continued to speak when Raka just kept silent.

"Ma." Raka grabbed Naura's hand. However, this sweet figure immediately shook it. Back this handsome man's face was filled with a disappointed expression. He took a short breath. He said, "I know you're so hard to take me back. But ... please, think about our baby. Her future. Maybe with the passage of time we get back together, it will erase your pain on me. Please."

Naura was silent for quite a while. He looked down while stroking his distended stomach. On the other hand he began to melt on Raka, especially because of last night. But ... deep down he still refused this man in his life. He's still traumatized. He was afraid of marriage. She feared that her fate would be the same as her mother's. He was afraid that he would be disappointed by Raka for the second time.

"Na, please." Back Raka said.

"Sorry, Raka. I ... still can't. I'm sorry.”

Raka breathed a heavy breath. No longer talking. He did not want to press Naura for now. Maybe next time he will talk. At least he has a lock. This woman's heart is not as hard as yesterday anymore.

"I think we've had enough of our problems. Now you can go home. I want to work." Naura grabbed her coat on the sofa and put it on. Put on her black flat shoes and grabbed her sling bag. Didn't allow Raka to interrupt her words.

Raka was sighing loudly. His hair became very messy. Start walking following her sweet figure. He stopped his steps when this sweet figure also stopped. His two eyebrows cluttered at his woman's back.

"Why?" asked Raka enthusiastically. The hope that had faded a little in his heart had returned, like the cherry blossoms that were blooming beautifully in spring. Yep. He hoped that his sweet figure would reconsider his words.

Naura looked flatly at the man in front of her. Suckling, like facing a criminal who asks for forgiveness from him.

Raka frowned.  Sontak noticed the condition of his body mentioned by this sweet figure. Holy hooch! This man's eyes are bulging. No less surprised. In a second later, the corner of the sensual lips of this man was smiling amusedly. Of course he hasn't worn top clothes yet. Still bare-chested.

"Why laugh so strangely. Hurry up and put on your clothes!" pekik Naura is back.

"Well. I guess, Baby. Not us--"

"Yeah, you don't love life anymore, Huh!" Naura prepared to throw her sling bag in case Raka did not use her escape style, returned to her room, as fast as lightning wearing her t-shirt back. Of course Naura knew Raka's intentions, let the neighbors on talking about the two of them, they all got misunderstood and finally they both ....

Naura shakes. Glancing at Raka beside him had been neat. Just shut the door of her apartment. Previously had glanced at the wound on Raka's temple, it had begun to dry up, not as bad as last night. He asked this man if he was okay. But his intention was undone seeing this man's self-confidence above most humans. Raka may again misunderstand. He did not want Raka or anyone (including Jongin) to wish him more.

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

"Na. When to buy baby equipment?" Raka opened the conversation, glancing at the figure beside her. Five minutes had passed, this sweet figure was silent. This man looked back ahead. Focus on the streets in front of him. He knows, Naura is angry with him, because he forced to take an online taxi on the grounds of worrying about his condition. Even if Naura is angry, she will still do what she thinks is good, for this sweet figure to melt into her.

"Still long. And none of your business." Naura answered lazily.

"I'll buy baby gear, call me later, okay."

Yesterday Raka received a report from Neil. Showing the results of the Naura check. The young doctor showed the results of his woman's uterine ultrasound through WA. And according to the obstetrician, the baby candidate is male. He smiled knowing it. The male. Suitable to be the successor of the Forrester family. As expected of his father. Gosh darn. When you remember everything. Raka could not wait to bring Naura to his father and introduce his future wife.

"One more, because the more days your stomach grows. You'd better stop working and focus on your content" he continued.

This sweet figure snorted sharply. "What did you say?! You're telling me to stop working? Don't fret. How can I support myself and my baby."

"There's me. So marry me." Raka's urgent.

"No. No. gabe. No." Naura said firmly with the volume of the sound starting to rise. No matter the online taxi driver who glanced at them. "Awas you did anything to my work" he continued in a threatening tone. He had already memorized very well with the hard character of this man.

Raka shrugged her shoulders. For the umpteenth time do not care about the words of this sweet figure. This guy grinned. "Please stop working, Na. Know it? I can stop you this second, too."

Naura turned her head quickly to Raka. Eyes squeaking. The corner of his lips smiled obliquely. "Currently, who can you stop me."

Raka was restoring her hair. He piled his right leg up on his left thigh. Both hands rested on top of his thighs. His aura began to differ from before. He began to use his dominating power to attack his opponent.

Her lips pressed against her female ear, whispering intimidatingly.  "Who am I? Hum. Just so you know, Baby. The person behind your success received the noodle company because of me. So, you guessed it yourself."

Naura's jaw instantly hardened. Teeth gemelingtuk. It was fitting that he was so easily accepted into the company, and it was very coincidental that the noodle company on Jeju island opened a job vacancy when he was looking for a job. Turns ... Naura took a deep breath with her hands clenched tightly while gathering all the lumps of her anger that were already at the end of her head. And in a matter of seconds it will be released.

"Basar toad paddy field buluk. Really looking to die you, yeah. 💢"

Also came by my other novel. This Is Your Baby's.

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 🤗💜.