Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

37| Don't Stake Time

"Babies?" When opening her eyes for the first time from waking up, the first thing Raka did was to call her lover when she did not find the young woman in her arms.

"Naura?" Raka hurried down from the bed and headed straight for the changing room. Checking if his girlfriend's belongings are still there.

Only then did this young man sigh in relief when he found that Naura's belongings were still intact. It meant that her sweet figure did not go silently from her. Then the young man stepped out of the room, down the stairs one by one. A little rushed, impatient to immediately see the face of his lover.

Raka went straight to the kitchen when her nose smelled the smell of cooking in the air around her. Who else if not Naura who cooks. A beautiful smile is engraved clearly on the lips of a man with a face no less than the models of the world when the eyes of his eagle catch the back of his lover.

"Baby." Raka wrapped her hands around her woman's waist, her hands began to stroke her distended stomach. As always, greet the baby. When his palm touches his distended belly, the baby's sweet figure always reacts to his touch. Kick at. As if greeting back.

Leaning his chin over Naura's narrow shoulders were clearly exposed, displaying her smooth white skin to invite this man to place his lips on the porcelain white skin while sipping the typical fragrance of his lover. The fragrance that always makes him feel how beautiful the world is when with Naura. As if there was nothing more she wanted in this life.

While the eyes of this man's eagle had noticed that Naura's hands were so painstakingly stirring rice on the pan with so tempting toppings. Fried rice. It's appetizing. The aroma of fried rice that was so piercing his smell instantly made his stomach rumble. The hunger attacked him.

"Dear, stay away from me." Naura tried to move her narrow shoulders, moving Raka's lips over her skin. A little disturbed cooking show because this man wrestled spoiled to her.

Raka budging. Not moving even seinchi from the body of his lover. I want to enjoy this kind of time a little longer. Happy heart. How no. Beautiful moments like this are back in his life again. When he broke up from Naura, he really could not imagine being able to enjoy a beautiful moment like this again.

"Dear, do you hear me?"

"Hum ..." Raka just muttered lazily.

"Come, Dear. You are bothering me," I Naura honestly sighed.

Raka remained silent until this sweet figure became irritated. Suddenly he remembered the same scene like this. Luckily there's only him and Raka. How about seeing someone else. It feels so shameful. Like the first time she caught Sunny with Dokjin making out in the kitchen.

"OK, if you don't want to let go of your hand. We don't have to eat breakfast this morning" threatened Naura while turning off the stove.

"Don't!" Raka shouted to make this sweet figure smile amusedly. He had finished cooking. This man groans stifled. With a heavy heart keep both hands away from the body of this lover of his heart. Then twist the body of her sweet figure. Face him. Her eagle eyes stared fixedly at the pink luminescence on the cheeks of this young lady.

"Have a shower, gih. You stink." Naura pretended to be sober as she flicked her hands around her nose.

"alright. But earlier ..." Raka lowered her head to the level of this young lady's face. As fast as lightning pressed his lips over the plum lips of his lover. Lightly peeking those tempting lips.

"Morning kiss, Baby." Raka blinked one eye. Passed from before Naura with her lips turned to a smile of satisfaction. From this day on, the beautiful morning again shines like the sunlight that never ceases to shine on the earth.

"Oh, you pervert." Naura muttered while stroking her lips. Smiling embarrassed as her iris stared at the sturdy back of her man.

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

"Yes, Mom. Raka understood," said Raka answered her mother's question on the phone while eating fried rice made by her lover.

As always. Cathie called back. Ask when this young man returned to Indonesia. Naura was busy bribing him. This young lady nagged him when the clock had shown the number eight. Company's business hours soon. Her sweet figure does not want to be late for work. This young lady said she just inhibited her time. Oh, comeon. He did not intentionally hinder the time of this lover. It's just that I still want to linger with him this morning. A few hours apart felt like a long time.

"Raka, why the hell don't you want to quickly go back to Indonesia? You don't miss Mommy being lonely here?”

“Of course Raka misses Mommy.”

“But why not go home yet? Is there anything more exciting to your heart?" ask Cathie curiously across the phone.

Before answering her mother's question, Raka opened her mouth wide as Naura thrust a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth. Last mouthful. Unfeeling while talking to his mother on the phone, his fried rice had run out with Naura bribing him.

"She, Mom." When answering Raka stared fixed on the sweet face of her lover. Unpatiently want to introduce Naura to her mother as a potential ghost.

"Oh, huh? What'sthat?"

"There, then. If Raka comes back to Jakarta, Mommy will know for herself" replied Raka. Her eagle eyes were watching her lover, now busy with her suit. Take him towards her.

“Keep when will he get home?” ask Cathie to be impatient.

Raka knocked on the chin. Thinking for a moment. “Maybe tomorrow or the day after. Anyway after Raka finished Raka's affairs here,” is obviously this young man.

"Try to stand up first, Dear." Naura gave instructions, interrupting this man's conversation. Raka according. Standing up from his seat, let Naura pair a suit for him. Patting his chest, tidying up his suit.

"Who is that, Ka?"

"Someone," answered Raka ambiguously.

"Yes, Mommy knows it's a person, not a ghost."

"He he." Raka scratched her head. His eyes flickered as Naura tilted her head, watching her astonished. This young woman looked curious what this interlocutor of her lover said.

"You're all there, Raka. I mean Mommy, who's with you now. I think Mommy knew that voice. Women, right?"

"Gum." Raka muttering. The corners of his lips were real smiling happily. Her gray iris was so fixed that she noticed Naura so seriously putting a tie on her. Jeez, if this is how impatient he is to immediately marry this sweet figure.

"Naura's voice similar?" guess Cathie.

"According to Mommy?" Raka asked back with her eagle eyes still watching Naura who had finished pairing the tie. Next to his hand pulled the waist of this sweet figure to get closer to him, then kissed his forehead at a glance. "Thank you, Baby," he said later.

"Is that Naura, Raka?"

"Gum." Again Raka just muttered in response.

"Yes, God!"

"You're turning that girl around?" cathie continued across the phone after being able to master her shock.

"Yes, Mom." Raka replied firmly, without any hesitation at all in her tone. Clutching her lover's body while walking towards the living room. His ears faintly heard his mother take a deep breath.

"What about Thesa? You've been engaged for over two years." Cathie reminded.

Raka glanced at her lover, her gaze met with that clear brown iris, from her radiance as if to ask her for an explanation. This man patted the top of Naura's head before answering his mother's question. Or rather his mother's fret.

Only Cathie has known his heart all along. His mother understood his feelings. Even when she broke up with Naura and chose to get engaged because she was forced by her father, Cathie knew very well. Her mother had opposed the decision of the head of their family who, without the consent of her own son, betrothed Raka to her husband's business friend. However, whatever the force, he did not have the full power to oppose Andrew's decision.

"On Thessa ..." Raka's sight meets Naura's iris, when she mentions her fiance's name-no, more precisely her former fiance. This sweet figure frowned.

"...I'll take care of it soon, Mom," Raka continued while stroking her lover's forehead. Straighten the lines of wrinkles on the forehead.

"Then what about Daddy?" ask Cathie.

Sounding from the tone of the voice of the middle-aged woman was a sense of anxiety over him. Afraid her husband was angry when he found out Raka was back in a relationship with the sweet girl. To be honest, if only Cathie could have chosen Naura to be her daughter-in-law instead of Thesa.

Naura is more reliable to take care of the life of her son than Thesa, who is indifferent to her son's life. Who only likes Raka from the face and money only. According to him, let alone want to take care of the life of his son, take care of himself Thesa is not able to.

"Mommy don't worry about Daddy. Later Raka will explain everything to him," said Raka, slightly reducing her mother's anxiety.

"Alright, Mommy understands. You want to go to work?”

“Yes, Mom.”

“OK. We'll connect again. Greetings to Naura."

"Yes, I'll tell you."

“Eh, wait a minute.”

“Ya?” Raka held her connection awake.

“Promise yes same, Mommy.”

“Appointment?” Dahi Raka wrinkled.

“Iya. He said he'd go home tomorrow or the day after, right. Watch out for lies. Mommy cursed you to be so handsome and rich. Arraseo?”

Raka chuckled amusedly hearing her mother's words in a sulking tone. Gosh darn. It was like her lover's tone when she was angry with him. “Ready, Mom.”

After Raka answered her mother's words, a long beep was heard across the phone.

"Who is Thesa, Dear?" naura asked after Raka put her communication device back in her pocket.

"Um, that's ..." Raka seemed to think.

His gaze was fixed on his fingers behind the sandals he was wearing. He hasn't worn shoes yet. The caresses her lover's waist, after weighing in not to say Thesa is her fiance. After all, in the end his battle with Thesa will be over soon. That means Naura doesn't need to know who the girl is. Same with Thessa.

"These are my cousins. The girl often makes trouble at home, this time she runs away somewhere." Raka coughed lightly as she explained. To lie to this sweet figure made his heart filled with guilt. Her chest feels tight. It was as if someone was closing his breathing path.

"Oh." Naura only commented briefly while scratching her head that was not itchy. Samar had both eyebrows interlocked. At one time, during a relationship with Raka for approximately five years he had never heard the name of Raka's cousin Thesa.

Never mind. Naura shrugged her shoulders. Not thinking too much. It's possible that Thesa was Raka's distant cousin from another country. Isn't the average cousin of his lover is indeed living abroad considering Raka has mixed blood. Anglo-Canada-Indonesia.

"Na, wait a minute here." Raka stroked Naura's arm behind the black blazer she wore today. "I forgot to bring my car keys" explained Raka as she climbed the stairs one by one.

"Gosh, wear forget everything again. Buruan, don't take long." Naura grunted in annoyance. Uncovers the end of his blazer arm.

This sweet figure frowned while her iris stared at the figure eight past fifteen minutes on her gucci watch. His favorite and most valuable watch for him. There are a lot of memories in it. Many times it was almost lost due to his own carelessness. One of the inanimate objects becomes a silent witness when Raka decides.

The watch that always accompanied him while going through the tough days without the man by his side, and in the moment his longing for Raka soared high. Yep. Watches are bought by Raka special when celebrating their first anniversary.

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

At Jeju International airport there is a flow of passengers back and forth at the foreign arrival terminal. One of many human beings. A woman like a model. Tall-bodied semampai with long hair almonds just left unraveled. His slender body was wrapped in a black blouse with jeans combined.

Because now the weather on Jeju island experiences winter, then he wears a brown cardigan as a layer of clothing. Decorating his legs, he uses boots with milestones not too high. To perfect her appearance, she also wears black glasses that frame her beautiful face. Not to forget the Givency brand bag that hangs beautifully on his right arm.

No doubt with his eye-catching appearance, many pairs of eyes glanced at him. While this woman looks ordinary, because she is used to being the center of attention. It's just that, even though he's dressed up as much as possible. Still, he was not able to attract the attention of one man who became the center of his world at this time.

The faint corner of the lips of this young lady smiled faintly. Take a leisurely walk towards the terminal exit by pushing the trolley containing three suitcases. Groped his cardigan pocket. His eyes sparkled behind his sunglasses while staring at a piece of paper addressing his man's house. Blame the man, all this time indifferent to him. As if I had never seen him in this world.

I was curious about Raka's reaction when I saw that I was on Jeju Island. Hm.

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 🤗💜.