Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

43| Didn't See Himself

"Sister Ter--"

"Would you come here, you ignorant actor! *******!"

　

　

Bugh!

　

　

Theresia threw a pillow at Naura. When this sweet figure came along with Raka - as promised this afternoon. The round-eyed man's reflexes drew the lover's body into his arms. As fast as lightning twisted Naura's body, making her huge body a shield. The pillow thrown by Theresia hit his back.

"You're okay, Baby." Raka stroked her blushing face of her sweet figure. It was clearly visible on his handsome face as a hint of anxiety. He knew Naura was trying to hold back the tears.

The young woman's heart ached when she heard Theresia's curse for her. So much did Theresa hate him, to be able to throw such cruel words. Be honest. Only this time did he hear such a rude swearing towards him.

"Yes, I'm fine, Dear," Naura answered almost in a whisper. Lips vibrate. Unable to speak. If he were here in half an hour, his tears would fall.

"You're just like Mama. Base *******! The actor!" pekik Theresia is becoming. Annoyed and angry shrouded his heart while his irises looked at the scene in front of him. Raka is willing to make his body as a protector of Naura. He really wanted to chop up his sister's body right now.

"Theresia! Watch what you say!" snapped Raka. His view is so sharp. Suppose Naura did not prevent his actions. Of course he slapped the outrageous mouth of Theresia.

Theresia grunts. "Go from here! I won't see your face, Naura!"

"Hiks, Sis--"

"Say goii!" Sontak Theresia took a tray of fruits on the nightstand and threw it towards Naura.

　

　

　

Bugh!

　

　

　

The stainless tray hit Raka's back for the second time. When the stainless tray falls to the floor it makes a loud and noisy sound in the air. Just like the current state of Naura's heart. His heart seemed to shake in rhythm.

Raka growling. Regardless of the pulsation on his back, he quickly turned back his body. Walk quickly towards Theresia. Naura stopped her movements. Holding arm.

"Don't, Dear."

"But, Baby. He's gone too far." Raka pulls up her arm of her dress elbow border. For this time. Don't remind her about gender in that girl. Let him teach a lesson to the rough-mouthed woman.

Naura shakes. "Don't hurt Brother Tere. Please."

“Ya, Lord.” Raka let out a long breath. He stared so giddy at the girl who was no less brave looking at Naura.

"Sister-"

"Go! I said go!"

"We're getting out of here, Baby!" Raka twirled Naura's body. Emotions were clearly visible on his face. He can't take it anymore. There's no choice. Rather than acting rudely in this room it is better to take away her lover. Leaving the screeches and tantrums of Theresia against the two of them.

　

　

　

　

　

🍃 Dear, My Baby 🍃

　

　

　

　

"Shhh! Don't cry anymore."

For the umpteenth time Raka calms her lover. Crying in his arms. Now they're inside his Range Rover, in the hospital parking lot.

"Hiks, it may be true that Brother Tere said." Naura said hoarsely in Raka's embrace.

"Yes?"

"I, hiks ..." Naura tried to suppress the sobbing in her speech. "I'm a whore among you."

"Don't say that. There are no actors between us. You are innocent. I'm the guilty one here. Let Theresa be the third person among us. I've been stalling too long. Too long to break my relationship with Theresa, even though I did not love her at all," Raka regretted wholeheartedly.

"Shhh! Do not cry anymore" persuaded Raka while patting her lover's back.

"But--"

"Enough. I don't want to hear it anymore, Na. Don't burden your mind with anything else. You just focus on the birth of our baby and our wedding plans, okay." Raka. Unleashed hugs. Then cupped his lover's face with both hands.

"On Theresia. I'm sure he'll understand. There are many other good men for him. There was no burden on her when our engagement broke. As time goes on, his heart wound will heal. While you ..." Raka took a deep breath. Then her eagle eyes turned on Naura's distended stomach.

"... if I leave you now, it will be a burden to me. You're pregnant with my son. That means you need my responsibility. You got that, Baby?" added Raka with a tone of voice so soft, but did not reduce the level of assertiveness in speaking.

　

　

　

　

　

🍃 Dear, My Baby 🍃

　

　

　

　

　

Raka was shocked when the voice from her smartphone rang aloud on her desk. Electric clock on the table. The numbers there show nine nights. He just got back from the room. Calm his lover who had been crying. Naura was exhausted and fell asleep on her own.

Raka sighs. He could not bear to see Naura's tears. His heart was hollowed. So, how could he leave his female idol for the second time. He really won't be able to. If that happens, it's better to just kill him.

Back this young man was jolted from his daydream while the ringing of his smartphone became increasingly so. Taking a short breath, after smoothing a glance at her hair. Standing up from his seat, walked slowly towards the window while picking up his phone call. At a glance his eagle eyes glanced at the rectangular object screen. Name Mr. Brown was clearly there.

And Raka had already guessed the reason the middle-aged man called her. Of course it's about Theresia. The girl must have complained to him.

"Hal-"

"Raka!! You brash. How dare you hurt my daughter."

Raka momentarily distanced her cell phone when she heard the angry swearing from Denny Brown across the phone.

"Before, I apologize for hurting Om's beloved daughter," replied Raka firmly, after feeling Mr. Brown is rather calm. The sound of his breathing began to reorganize.

"But, Om Denny .. I was so forced to break off our engagement. Actually my intention is very long, but there has been no chance to talk to Om in four eyes," explained Raka while staring at the sky without stars. So overcast. Looks like it's going to rain again.

"Said Thesa, you decided it was because there was another woman."

"That's right.” Raka answered honestly.

"Bad. You're a fucking guy!"

"Broody brash."

"Thank you, Om. That way you're sure not to make me your son-in-law. I'm the son of a bitch, I don't deserve to be with your daughter."

There was no answer across the phone. It seemed, the middle-aged man across the phone was thinking. Samar Raka heard Mr. Brown took a deep breath. Trying to control his emotions. He's mistaken. It should not be provoked by Raka's words, which is what this dense black-haired young man wanted.

"Raka, I'm sorry about what Om said earlier" said Mr. Brown softened

Raka shrugged her shoulders. Not too taken heart. "It's okay, Om."

"Son Raka, try to rethink your decision" persuaded Mr. Brown with a soft voice. "Aren't you thinking about how hurt Thesa is? It's so crumbling. He cried when he called Om. He said his world was over without you. Don't you feel sorry for her? He's alone in the hospital now because of you."

"Om .. once again I'm sorry. I can't. Someone needs me more than Thesa."

"The woman, right. Thessa told Om that you broke off your engagement."

"Rubber. The woman's name is Naura. She is my lover -- no, she is the future mother of my children in the future" said Raka.

"Father-to-be? You mean she's pregnant?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"God. Jad-"

"Explain on the phone Om won't understand. But that's what happened. She's pregnant with my son. In less than a month she'll give birth."

Reluctant Raka explained the details to Mr. Brownian. He has guessed. Her reaction would be the same as Theresia when she revealed it. He really doesn't want to hear anyone insult his woman anymore.

"What about Thesa?"

Raka took a deep breath. "I've told you before, also to Thesa repeatedly. I broke off our relationship."

"Can't, Raka. You can't just break off your engagement. What if you cut off your relationship with that woman? You just give him money in exchange. Beres, right. Or just have him drop the contents."

“Om, crazy yes. Telling him to abort is tantamount to killing both.” Raka clutched the rectangular object in her hand. His heart sighed at Mr. Brownian. Just as bad as his stepdaughter said.

"And Om should know. I'm not gonna break my relationship with my boyfriend. Especially to act outside of humanity. It's never gonna happen." Raka said sharply.  "One more. By that I mean the woman was named Naura. Your stepdaughter's siblings."

"You mean?"

"Om just ask Thes-I mean Theresia. Already, Om. The point is I've already broken off our engagement. Now we have no ties anymore. I hope your daughter gets a better man than me. Once again forgive my disrespect, having spoken to Om over the phone. Thank you so much for your time. Next time, if there's a chance I'll talk to Om in four eyes."

Without waiting for a reply across the phone, Raka disconnects her phone. Kneading. Straighten the wrinkles that adorn his face. Raka recalled Mr. Brown a few minutes ago.

Aborting contents? Holy hooch! What kind of man is that. Truly demon-hearted man.

　

　

　

　

　

🍃 Dear, My Baby 🍃

　

　

　

　

　

When Raka came back from her study, she was so shocked. Inside the room, Naura sat leaning against the head of the bed with dim lighting. Just relying on the moonlight peeking out from the open window curtain.

"Why haven't you slept yet, Baby?" asked Raka so gently. Quickly his feet stepped towards the lover was.

"Tell me the truth, dear." Naura asked back as Raka had been sitting comfortably beside her. The two looked at each other.

"What else do you want to know about me?"

Naura took a deep breath for a moment. "Why did you give me your seed while you were still engaged to Brother Tere?"

Raka was silent for a moment. He stared so closely Naura's eyeballs were twitching asking for an explanation from him. "That's because I still love you. Still want you."

"But still, my dear. Your position at that time was engaged to Tere's leg."

"Yes. I-i know. I realized that. But, Na. Just so you know. Being engaged to Theresia was not my choice. I got engaged to her for being forced. Because Daddy wants a descendant of me. Actually, I've been wanting to break off my engagement to Theresia for a long time. But I don't have a good reason. Then ..." Raka took a breath. Filling his lungs with sufficient air supply.

"Suddenly Neil called me. Ask me to donate seeds to you. And you know what, Na? Your request at that time seemed to be the best solution for me."

"Your best solution?"

"Yes. First I have a reason to decide on Theresia. And the second one, fulfilling Daddy's wish, had a descendant of me without marrying Theresa. And the third, come back to you. Now you get it, Baby."

　

　

　

　

　

🍃 Dear, My Baby 🍃

　

　

　

　

　

Just as Raka closed her round eyes, she had been startled by the sound of a bell ringing loudly. Quickly this young man got up from his bed. First, calm the lover. Patted his back. Afraid of this young woman waking up and disturbing her sleep.

He only wanted Naura to rest in peace after this unexpected day of events struck the composure of the two of them. Enough today Naura let out tears. She did not want her woman to cry again because of her problem with Theresia.

Slowly, Raka set her feet on the floor. After previously giving a kiss on the forehead and stroking the distended stomach of the lover. It had become a habit of this young man, secretly stroking Naura's stomach at night. It was as if she was having a dialogue with her future baby from heart to heart.

All the way to the door, Raka ceaselessly cursed someone who disturbed his calm.

Who is visiting this night?

Where are the security guards on duty? Holy hooch! It looks like he has to sanction his six security guards. Because they don't care for the house. This time of the day two uninvited guests barged in. This time who else is that brash guest?

Raka took a breath for a moment. After feeling able to dampen a little bit of his annoyance. Slowly turn the door handle. At once Raka's eyes widened wide while knowing who her guests were.

“Dad--”

　

　

Plaque!

　

“Raka! Who told you to break your engagement rope with Thesa! Didn't you think about the consequences? Aren't you thinking about the two families' business relationship going forward? Do you feel great by acting as you please!"

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 🤗💜.