![Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]](https://pub-2e531bea8d9e487cb3404fa20db89ccb.r2.dev/dear--my-baby--congratulations-.webp)
The Range Rover moves at a standard speed when passing on a highway that is so dense with car lights decorating the streets, as if to rival the twinkling stars that adorn the night sky. The round-eyed man glanced at the sweet figure beside him. The silence struck both. It was as if they were in a graveyard spot and it had almost five minutes gone by, counting from him picking up this sweet figure home from work.
Again and again Raka complained to this lover in silence without being able to do much. One of the reasons he banned this young woman from working was of course due to coming home late. At eight o'clock at night. As a result, it will have an impact on physical fatigue, and also affect the content. But, what power. He also could not be too hard to forbid this sweet figure to work - even though he had persuaded desperately. He lost to the woman he loved.
Raka stops her car right in front of the restaurant that sells various kinds of seafood. It is possible that by inviting this sweet figure to eat, it will make Naura excited again. He noticed, along the way, this young woman looked lethargic and did not speak at all. At first, on the way, this man invited him to chat. But, in the end he was silent when the person being spoken to only issued the word 'yes or no' only. It's like a robot.
"Baby," called Raka in a soft voice but did not detract from the sense of authority and firmness in her words. This man clung to his sensual lips at a glance at the white cheeks filled it. Utilize its condition when in the blank phase. I don't know what this lover was thinking.
Naura turned her head quickly as she felt her cheeks being kissed. The iris immediately collided with the eyes of the eagle Raka which was very thin between them, even the tip of the nose of the two touched each other. This woman could smell the scent of mint coming out of the mouth of the man who was always able to make a pounding on his chest rise sharply like a knight who swung his sword at the neck of an enemy, waving softly at his face. Soon this sweet figure turned his face away, so as not to have a lip collision. Enough with the collision of the nose alone, it had made a blazing red glow dancing wildly on his face.
"Why?" naura asked after being able to master her heart and mind.
"I should have asked." Raka stroked her woman's distended stomach behind the blue coat of the dongker she had bought.
"Yes?" This sweet figure raised one of his eyebrows. Not understand. Just let Raka rub her stomach, let her baby kick around, always react every palm this man touches her stomach.
Raka pulled her hand from the belly of the lover. This time the gray iris is so fixed pay attention to the clear brown iris of Naura. When he saw the beautiful iris of this sweet figure, he remembered one woman who when not solved the problem would be the biggest barrier between himself and Naura, Tesha.
How's the woman who's soon to be her ex-fiance? Because he was sick for a few days, he was forced to delay his return to Indonesia to meet the woman.
"You want to eat?" bargain Raka after getting rid of her problems with her fiance. She slipped Naura's bangs dangling beside her ears.
"You hungry?" Naura asked back, letting her lover play the tips of her almond hair.
"No."
"Have you eaten?"
Raka let out a short breath. Why is he being questioned. His fingers twitched following the strands of hair of this sweet figure.
"It." This man answered honestly. "You alone?"
"Not yet, but I'm not in the mood to eat, Dear." Naura hastily replied before the man who most disliked his order issued a loud protest from the thick lip gap.
"Don't be so---"
"I knew. If I'm hungry, I'll eat too. Not going to be hungry, pity debaynya," cut this sweet figure while stroking his distended stomach.
No need to worry anyway. Yesterday still had time to shop to fill the refrigerator before returning to the home of the lover, taking care of him who was still sick. Today he decided to work because the man who returned to fill these days slightly improved. Glanced at the appearance of Raka, wearing a white shirt that is no longer neat. His arms were rolled up to the elbow limit with the top shirt buttons left open until his field chest peeked slightly.
Naura puffing cheeks. Little pissed. Having just recovered today, this round-eyed man had already started working. Actually, he wanted to protest. But undone given the nature of this man is stubborn about his work. Can not deny it too, its nature is almost similar to this lover when it comes to work.
"Why, Baby?" Raka said after finally deciding to give up, not forcing her lover to eat. This man revived his Range Rover, slowly leaving the parking lot of the seafood restaurant with the cold wind accompanying.
"Yes?"
"Is there just a yes or no vocabulary in your mind today, Na?"
"Eh? He he - he." Naura was astonished while stroking the trunk of her nose. I don't know. He was confused.
"Why you? You seem to be lethargic? You sick?" From her tone of speech, Raka was very anxious towards this sweet figure. He was worried that Naura was not feeling well because she was tired of taking care of it for two days, plus this whole day had entered work.
"Ani" said Naura with her Korean accent that is not too smooth.
"Or are you still thinking about this afternoon? We can't eat together?" guess Raka with a focused gaze stared at the road in front of her. Occasionally his car is overtaken by several vehicles that are impatient about the speed of his car. He deliberately slowed her down, because he wanted to talk more to this lover.
"Um, that's ..." Naura noticed that her fingers were on top of her distended stomach. Actually not because I couldn't eat with Raka this afternoon. However, because he kept ringing Richard's words. The man managed to influence him. He hesitated a little about his decision. Is it true that this choice is correct. Can he hold Raka's words?
I will not repeat his mistake again.
Will not leave it until anytime.
"Ma?"
Naura exhaled a short breath. "No. I didn't think about that. Suddenly not in the mood. Haaa. Maybe because my pregnancy is getting closer to just giving birth. So deg-degan." This sweet figure brings up a smile, trying to stand up and trying to calm his agitated mind.
"Don't worry too much. There is always me beside you. I promise I will faithfully accompany you in childbirth." Raka grabbed Naura's right hand and peeked one by one the fingers of this cute figure's puffer.
Naura blushed. Red lights dancing on his white face. Heart warms. Similarly to his chest - it seemed full could not be expressed in words. At least, with Raka's words just now made her a little calm. His hesitation slowly began to evaporate.
"Eh? Where are you going?" Naura pulled her hand from Raka's lips as this man deflected his luxurious mounts onto the opposite path. This isn't going to his apartment. But this is heading towards Raka's house.
"Go home.β
"Where?" Naura's expression looked confused.
"Go home, baby." If only the eyes of this sweet figure were keen to see the situation. Of course he could see a meaningful grin dancing on his lips. Raka tapped on the steering wheel of her car while whistling.
"Eh?" Naura scratched her head for a moment. "Where is our home. You drunk?"
"Yes. Drunk love. Drunk love~~" Raka chuckles amusedly while humming. A quick look out the window. Right on the side of the road. Where a week ago he was hit by a tree branch.
"Ma?"
"What?"
"You know not bed--"
"Enough." Naura cuts Raka's words first. Amused if continued her lover's chatter that certainly will not be as good as the chatter of poets.
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πDear, My Babyπ
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"Where is Neil going?" Naura looked at the astonishment of this neighbor. Just about to open the door of his apartment, from the next door this sweet figure saw the narrow-eyed man coming out while carrying a large suitcase.
"You go back to Indonesia. It just so happened to get a week off from the hospital," explained Neil smiled broadly until his narrow eyes seemed to be drowning. I can't wait to meet his wife and baby. For about six months he did not meet with his two loved ones. The misses are already mountaining. Then his gaze turned to the man beside the sweet figure in front of him.
"How, Bro. Healthy?" This young doctor patted Raka on the shoulder.
Raka lifted both of her shoulders. "As you can see. It's been better than two days since Naura took care of me."
"Well. If I hadn't talked to Naura, maybe you'd have snuggled up alone. It's sick, nobody's taking care of it anyway. Idiho. It's so sad to hear it" Neil said.
"Yes. Yep. Yep. Youre right. Thank you for telling my future wife." Raka grabs the body containing Naura and holds her. I am so grateful to this young doctor. If only Neil had followed his stubborn will. Insisting not to tell this young woman, of course the story will be different. Maybe until this moment he has not made up with his sweet figure.
"Wife candidate?" Neil's wide-eyed. "God. So you really changed your mind, Na?" This young doctor blinked looking at his sweet neighbor in the arms of his sidekick. Samar he saw a red glow blushing on the cheeks containing this pregnant woman. Repeatedly Naura pinched Raka's stomach. Trying to get out of his warm embrace.
"It's really good news for me to start my day off" Neil continued, smiling. Sugguh is very happy that her two best friends are finally back together.
"When are you getting married?" neil looked at the two people in front of him in turn. Raka has let go of her cuddle.
"After Naura gave birth." Raka answered while putting both of her hands into her coat pocket. Stand firm, stylish model tub on the catwalk.
"After giving birth? Isn't it too long?"
"Listen up, Baby, ap---"
"Not long, brother. Not for three months either," cut Naura fast. Don't let Neil be a provocateur again. Persuading her to marry Raka immediately.
"Oh, that's right ..." Neil pulled out a little of his sleeve. Look at his watch. "...ah, I think I should go. Afraid to miss the plane." The young doctor pulled out his suitcase after patting Raka on the shoulder, then stroked the tip of Naura's head fondly.
"Kudo' will wish you happiness always."
"Thank you, Brother Neil. Brother also good luck with his vacation. Greetings to Pretty and Baby Kiara." This sweet figure smiled happily. Every time Neil rubbed his head, there was a sense of calm in the heart, like being protected by an older brother.
"Yes. I'll tell. Yo, go first."
Naura and Raka wave until Neil disappears behind the elevator door.
"Yuk." Raka embraces her lover's friendly body. Guided him into the apartment. It was impatient to see the reaction from Naura when she opened the door later. Previously he had prepared a surprise for this sweet figure.
"Already, Baby. Don't feel like losing it. Neil was not on his vacation for long. I'll see you later too." This man stroked Naura's waist.
"Somehow, if Pretty finds out, he'll get jealous. Want to get scratched by Pretty, eum?" continued Raka joking, trying to comfort the lover.
"Ih. Nope. I'm not a prankster, tauk." Naura patted the chest of Raka's field. "Hn. That's not the case, Dear," she continued, releasing Raka's hand on her waist, then opening the door to her apartment.
"Didn't you?"
"Yes. Seeing Neil coming home to Indonesia. I became a kangen. I want to go home too."
"I know how you feel, Na. I promise you, in a week we're following Neil to Indonesia."
"Eh? Really true?"
"of course. All of us early year holidays." Raka floated a light kiss on the lover's lips. He has established the heart. In a week this will bring Naura before her parents. Introducing his future wife and future baby.
"But what about my job. I'm already pregnant." Naura conical.
Raka grinned. That's plan. Naura will be taken to Indonesia and will not return to Jeju island again. In other words, inevitably this sweet figure will quit his job and will give birth in Indonesia only.
"That can be arranged," said Raka stroked her chin - this afternoon just finished shaving the fine hairs around her chin.
"Hum, can it be arranged? But jang--" Instantly Naura stopped her speech. He bought it when the door of his apartment was wide open. All the contents of his apartment were empty. Disappear to nowhere. Suddenly he turned. Who else could be the culprit who could drain the contents of his apartment other than the ke-ka-sih. His gaze sharpened at the astonished Raka while forming his finger V-sign.
"Yeah! You go to my apartment, rice frog!!!π’β
Don't forget guys, beautiful & handsome brothers, sisters who emes π, love first let the spirit write the story π€π, okay π.
See you in the next chapter of π€π.
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