Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

46| Shame to Admit It

Right at half-six in the morning, Naura finished preparing all the ingredients to make durian pancakes. Everything was neatly arranged on the table. There are eggs, sugar, wheat flour, baking fowder, milk powder, and water. As well as kitchen tools such as a medium-sized glass bowl and manual egg whisk.

Naura is not using a mixer. Because for him the manual shuffle is enough to make the pancake batter inflate perfectly.

This sweet figure knocked on his chin while watching the ingredients of his pancakes on the table. Accommodate one by one.

“It looks like something is less,” his murmur frowned.

“But what yes?” she stroked her pink lips. Trying to think.

“Eggs already, sugar already, wheat flour already, baking fowder also already ... Oh, aye. Durian fruit. He he he. (=^▽^=)” Naura chuckles at herself. The period of the main cast in the making of the cake material was forgotten just like that.

Soon this sweet figure twisted its filling body, walking slowly towards the refrigerator. Looking for the main ingredients of durian fruit as a variant of its pancake flavor. Yesterday afternoon, with Raka after returning from visiting Theresia, (though it ended in failure. The girl did not want to meet with Naura) they both stopped by the minimarket around the hospital.

While wandering around looking for ingredients, Naura found durian montong fruit imported from Indonesia, although next to it there is also durian montong from Thailand. Still Naura wants to buy products from her own country of origin. Let it be said that he is abroad, still he loves all the products of his beloved homeland. Indoneszian.

Holy hooch! Feeling the smell of durian fruit alone, makes Naura more homesick with her homeland. Especially longing for earthly cuisines that legendary to foreign countries. There's so many. Each imagined the cuisine made him swallow saliva many times. It was as if the food was at the end of his tongue.

“Patience, yes, Baby. This Mommy again makes your favorite pancakes and Daddy you know,” he said while stroking his distended stomach.

When her nose caught the smell of durian air-polluting all over this fancy kitchen-the baby was kicking, as if impatient to partake in her durian fruit tasting.

“Just because Raka can't move on from you, Na. If every day made breakfast like this.”

The soft voice from behind Naura made her jump in shock. Almost dropped the egg shuffle if not grasped so tightly.

“Eh, Aunt.” Naura smiled awkwardly to find Cathie smiling sweetly at him.

The middle-aged woman had been standing next to him, watching him return to continue his activities. Unlike a few seconds ago, this sweet figure seemed to casually make her morning snack. This time, under Cathie who was watching his movements, made him a little nervous when putting his pancake batter on teflon. Baking it.

“Make what, Na?”

“Um ... durian pancakes, Tan..te,” Naura replied nervously.

“Oh, fast smell of the fragrance up to the workspace Raka.”

“He he he.” Naura just chuckled a little. “That's Raka's favorite lately, Auntie,” he added while flipping his pancakes that have changed color to brown.

“Huft! That boy. All foods that have duriannya must like.” Cathie shook her head while remembering the son's face.

Just left Raka with Andrew in the study. Letting the father and son speak only four eyes, discussing the matter of Raka's engagement to Theresia, as well as Raka and Naura's own relationship.

Cathie herself did not want to interfere in the affairs of both father and son. What matters is that the son is happy. However, it would be more agreed if Raka was with Naura. Especially this young woman is pregnant with Raka's child. He also became his first grandchild.

Cathie followed Naura from behind, carrying the finished pancakes onto the dining table. He noticed so closely this sweet figure splashed maple syrup over the pancakes. As a result of the addition of cheddar cheese on it. Cathie smiled at the results of the creation of this sweet figure cuisine. In his heart he said, his son would not starve if Naura were to be his son-in-law.

“How many months have you been pregnant, Na?” Cathie licked her lips behind a patch of red lipstick.

“New eight months road, Tan..te.” Naura answered awkwardly while putting the rest of her cheese on the table with a view of Cathie in her hand.

“Call me Mommy. As before, Darling.” Cathie said softly as she ran her hand into the distended belly of this young lady.

“Iya ... Mom...my..” Naura's teary eyes held haru back. His heart was filled with happiness. When Cathie's hand touched her stomach, it was as if she felt her mother's hand stroke her distended stomach. Yeah, God. How much he misses his mother who is gone.

“Jeez, Naura. Her baby kicked-kick.” Cathie exclaimed enthusiastically.

“Baby salutes his Oma.” Naura said with a face full of blushing red, letting Cathie continue wiping her stomach.

“Oh so, yes. Hello Baby Boy. This is Oma,” greeting Cathie right align her face in front of Naura's big belly.

Then Cathie kissed him fondly and said; “hurry Baby Boy, let Oma have a chat ... or maybe a fight and a fight? He he he.”

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

“Keep how are you related to Thesa, Raka?” asked Andrew after the wife's death from the son's study. Let it be with Raka. The two men of different generations were sitting opposite each other on a long sofa.

“As I said last night, Dad. My relationship with Theresia is over. Didn't Daddy already know everything from Om Deny.”  Seen from the look on Raka's face was so annoyed at her father's question. How many times have it been filed with him.

“Yes, Daddy knows that. But ..” Andrew rubbed his old face. In his heart he does not want Raka to end his relationship with Theresia. At least not so sudden. Tell him first.

“Yes, how else, Daddy. Accept the reality that exists. I don't want to be with Theresia. I don't love her. And I don't want to marry her.” Raka Teas.

“Oh ..” Andrew nodded loudly at it. It was as if he was suffering from severe depression.

“Actually what is Daddy afraid of breaking up my engagement relationship with Theresia?”

“Itu---”

“Daddy is afraid Om Deny cut off his business relationship with us?” cut Raka fast.

Andrew did not reply, as if confirming what the son had said.

“Daddy. I don't think any of that would be a problem. After all, it doesn't have much of an effect on our company right now. Just a reduced business partner. No more than that. We can find a business partner who is really real can be invited to work together without any hidden intent behind him,” continued Raka sharply quipped while peeling the apple and cutting it into pieces.

Raka is not stupid. Very well know the hidden intent of Mr. Brown made her marry his stepdaughter. No other than asking for help from his father. Currently Mr. company. Brown is in financial crisis. With him marrying Theresia, then Mr. company. Brown will be safe from the global economic crisis plaguing companies around the world today.

“Daddy didn't read the real Om Deny intent?” ask Raka casually.

“Daddy want?” tawar Raka's. He gave one apple to his father.

“Thank you.” Andrew grabbed the piece of apple in Raka's hand and ate it. Then Andrew came back. There was clearly a look of disappointment on his face.

“Again, Dad.” Raka swallowed the remaining pieces of apples in her mouth. “Raka just reminded. In accordance with our agreement in the past, if Raka could give Daddy offspring, then Raka free from engagement with Theresia. Well, now Raka can fulfill Daddy's wish. Give Daddy a descent. That means, Daddy can't force Raka to get engaged to Theresia again.”

Andrew remained silent. His mouth was locked tightly. The son slapped him. His memory goes back eight months. While having dinner together. The deal with Raka. Holy hooch! He just realized. This was what his son meant at the time.

“Daddy? Impossible, do Daddy renege on his own speech,” press Raka.

Andrew took a short breath. Raising shoulders. It seems like giving up on his son's decision. There's no point in arguing anymore. Promise is a promise. He could no longer demand that Raka follow his will. After all, all he wanted to Raka at that time was to give her a descendant. And Raka has fulfilled her wish.

“As our agreement at that time. Daddy followed your wishes. You are free to make your choice.”

Raka smiled broadly hearing that. His heart was relieved, now he could marry Naura quietly without any more distractions.

“This problem Raka considers settled, Daddy. And Raka no longer wants to discuss this issue in the future,” firmly Raka stood up while stroking her six pack stomach.

Andrew shrugged his shoulders. “Ya, already. If you think your problems with Thesa and Deny are completely resolved, Daddy can't do much more.”

“Hum.” Raka just muttered. His mind was no longer focused on answering Andrew's words. His heart was covered with happy feelings. Plus his stomach from earlier barking. Hunger sank him while his nose constantly smelled the smell of pancakes, making him want to eat them immediately.

“We'd better have breakfast, Daddy. Rack laper.”

“Don't rush first, Raka,” prevent Andrew from holding the son's arm.

“Why, Dad?”

“There's still someone who wants Daddy to ask you.”

“What is it?” Raka raised one of her eyebrows. The objection murat was clearly imprinted on his face.

“Soal Thesa.”

“What's up with him.” Raka said so flat. Didn't he say that he didn't want to talk about this woman anymore.

“Daddy is sure. I didn't hear wrong. You mentioned the name Theresia many times. Isn't your fiance's name Thesa? Since when did it become Theresia?”

“Oh, the ..” Raka stroked his chin. His annoyance level was reduced slightly from before. There was a thin grin dancing on the sides of her sensual lips. “What does Daddy know?”

“Know what?”

“Actually, Thesa is Naura's older sister. Her real name is Theresia Almira Atmajaya.”

“Gosh!” Andrew's jaw stiffened hearing it. For the third time, he got an unexpected surprise. “How can it?”

Raka stroked his nose, his mind began to recall the explanation of the lover yesterday afternoon.  “When the two were still in the orphanage. Their mother only adopted Theresia. After a few years, after the death of their mother, Theresa was unwilling to acknowledge Naura as her biological sister again. Also changed his real name.”

“Really unbelievable.”

“Yes, there you go, Dad. A story that is hard to believe. But that's the truth. If Daddy doesn't believe me, ask Theresia.” directly

“No need, Daddy trust your words.”

“When you see the attitude of Theresia like that, does Daddy still want to make her your son-in-law?” sindir Raka grinned thinly.

Andrew puffed short. “Without Daddy answering, you already know it, Raka,--forget about it, we better have breakfast.”

“Oke, Raka agrees.” Just as Raka stood up, Naura appeared from behind the door.

“Baby~” With light steps and a smile that is clearly printed on his handsome face, Raka approached the lover.

“Breakfast is ready, we eat first,” said Naura when Raka lifted her lips over her forehead. Immediately the red glow of the blush spread evenly throughout her sweet face. Pinched by Raka's waist, enduring embarrassment as Andrew cleared his throat behind this young man.

“Morning, Om,” greet Naura awkwardly while smiling. Unfortunately, the smile on his plum lips only lasted a second when he saw Andrew's cold expression on him. Without saying anything let alone returning his smile, Andrew passed by just like that.

Naura looked down at the end of her paw. His heart throbbed pain looking at Andrew's attitude. The middle-aged man still remained cold towards him.

“Already. Don't think about Daddy's attitude. Just mummified, maybe she's in shock.” Raka stroked Naura's waist, calming her down.

“I hope so too, Dear.”

“Yup.” Raka nodded and again floated a kiss on the lover's forehead.

“Hey! When do you want to make out like that? Choose to eat, or alone-aged with hungry stomach.” Andrew interrupted the conversation of these lovers.

“Tuh, right, Baby.” whispered Raka. “Daddy is just a prestige for its defeat. She's ashamed of you, because you can get pregnant.”

“That's right!”

Raka and Naura jumped in shock when Andrew's voice interrupted again. They thought the middle-aged man had already gone down the stairs. He stood in front of the two. Naura's body almost froze when Andrew stared at her so sharply, alternating from looking at her face to watching her distended stomach, and again looking at her face.

Andrew cleared his throat briefly as he stood. “And you, Naura. From now on take good care of my son and grandson if you want to be my son-in-law. Understand.”

Hearing Andrew's words, it felt like Naura was not on the ground at this time. Likewise with Raka, almost jumped from her field-saking joy-flying into her father's lap. Hugging him so tightly like going back twenty years, when he was still a snot boy.

Soon Raka gave her thumbs up to Andrew. “Don't worry, Daddy. Jamin raka. Naura will be Daddy and Mommy's dream daughter-in-law forever.”

　

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 🤗💜.