Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

55| Third Party Interference

A/N;

Before reading on, I want to tell you about the previous part.

The conflict in the previous part was the peak conflict towards the ending which means soon this story will be about to end & & ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________. Because I write based on the outline I make, yes.

I could have made this story without any more conflicts 🤧. Suppose Naura is married to Raka, Naura gives birth to her baby and her sister Theresia regrets 😯. Udah, I think there is no conflict anymore which means the story is finished until there 😂😁. Ye kan 😁

And I appreciate for readers who still survive reading this story until this part😘😘. Thank you for encouraging 🤗🤗.

Happy reading & congratulations

　

　

　

　

　

　

[San Diego, California]

　

Cklek!

　

The coral door was wide open. Appeared a middle-aged woman of lush stature, with a typical Latin American stature and dressed as a maid, pushing a food trolley, walked slowly to the corner of the room.

“Goodnight, Madam,” so warm by speaking fluent English. The typical Latin woman's friendly smile adorns her lips while moving the food on the trolley onto the sofa table.

Then the middle-aged woman stared at the silent figure - various statues - on the bed, her gaze so blankly staring at the incubator not far from her. His body is so thin and pale. Lots of bruises on his body.

Ever since his young master took him three days ago, he had never seen this young lady smile. On the contrary, this sweet figure continued to rebel even though it did not make a sound. Destroying everything in this room and fighting with his master. Until finally, overwhelmed by his attitude, his master chose to tie his hands on the bedpost. It was only today - after feeling somewhat calm, that his master untied his hand.

And for the first time, before entering, he heard the sound of this sweet figure speaking - which he did not understand - in the weak baby in the incubator.

“Mistress, it's dinner time,” he said carefully. Sighs. This middle-aged woman was so concerned about this sweet figure.

“Money, eat even if only a little. Sedikiiit only,” persuade him. It had been three days this sweet figure had not eaten anything. At least his stomach was filled with food, not just the wind. If there was no infusion in lieu of her food nutrition, many times this young woman had fainted.

“I'm not hungry.” For the first time Naura spoke to him and it was with a furious tone.

“But Mrs--"

“Go!”

“Nyonya--”

“Tell your master, I will not eat. I just want to go home. You understand?!”

Yep. Naura just wants to go home to Raka's arms, not in a foreign place like this.

Why would that man kidnap her.

Even more painful, sending a disappointing message to Raka. It was as if the message had sent it. Yeah, God! Raka probably believed in the message she sent.

Be honest. Although he asked to rewind their wedding schedule, it was because his heart was not ready. His heart is still shaken.

Let's say he is very loud and weak. It was because of her unstable soul during childbirth, coupled with her unpleasant past, as well as the guilt towards her baby. Hence when his brother insinuated he did not fight back. And Theresia took advantage of this weakness.

But far from that. She never left Raka alone. He loves Raka. Raka is everything. Just like the baby.

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

“Young master, Mistress back don't want to eat.”

Young man with a tall body posture. Facing the window, his gaze was so sharp that he stared at the night sky of San Diego, his hometown. While one hand is inserted into the pocket of his chino pants, while the other hand holds vaping.

Silently for a moment heard the notification from his butler - Mrs. Deborahs. A black Latin American woman. When remembering her posture. Deborah reminds him of world-famous talk show host Oprah Winfrey. Back he sucked vaping with the scent of melon fruit. The distinctive white-smelling fumes spewed out from the crack of his mouth as he exhaled.

“Maybe Ny. Deborah was too soft to force her,” she said coldly. Reversing body. Put his vaping on the table and sip his favorite drink. Black coffee. Frowning faintly when the taste of black coffee was slightly different from the black coffee he usually drank. It would be different if what makes it is not Naura-the sweet figure filling his heart. It's his obsession now.

“I'm sorry, Young master.” Mrs. Deborah slouching. Admitting mistakes.

“Go, I understand!” drive this man cold while putting down his coffee cup.

“Thank you, Young master.”

After the door of his study was closed. The young man circled his desk. Sit in his great chair. Opening the drawer and taking the wedding invitation card - found it from the hands of one of his bodyguards when checking the Naura bag - is listed there as a guest invitation.

[Richard Park & Partners]

The corner of his lips grinned thinly. At least tomorrow won't be that happy day. Back he recalled the incident in the hospital three days ago ....

He stood at the end of the hospital hallway. Stare blankly at the tightly closed door of the maternity hospital room. Previously, he got an SMS from someone who had been kept secret. Naura gave birth to a baby boy.

*Richard. Look at the door of the room that opens. Raka came out with a tangled face. Continue to pay attention to Raka until she disappears behind the hallway. Then gave the code to some men in black suits in the corner of the room. Immediately a few men in black stood in front of the door of Naura's room.

It took only fifteen minutes for him to make sure that the hallway of this hospital was safe. As well as bribing the security chief to smooth his plans by manipulating CCTV and keeping the nurses on guard busy.

*Richard* smiled looking at Naura's trembling weak back. The sweet figure cried watching the weak baby in the incubator.

“Naura,” call it hoarse.

　

Degh's!

　

*Naura froze for a moment. Frown.*bard?

He thought the one who opened the door was Raka. Naura turned. Back his forehead wrinkled while paying attention to Richard's appearance dressed all in black. As well as behind him a few men dressed in suits-he counted, ten men? Or could it be more?

Naura bit her lips when her eyes met Richard's. His gaze was completely different from the gaze he had last met her.

“Ck! What a pity your fate is, Baby Boy.” Jongin's comments approached the baby in the incubator. Then gave the code to some of the men standing in the doorway. In the blink of an eye, several rogue men rushed closer to the incubator.

“What you guys do!” Naura screeched as some of the men pushed the baby incubator. Keep away from her-not rather take her baby away from this room and exchange it for an empty incubator.

“Please, nurse, doctor!!” Naura shouted, too far away towards the emergency bell on top of the bed, Naura fingered the smart phone inside her pocket. Calling Raka and trying to get in the way of some men trying to bring their baby incubator. If it continues like this. She could not save her baby alone.

“Huks ... I'm sorry Raka, Baby Yukhei .. come back-let me go, shithead!” Naura revolted as two sangar men held her body. Holding his left and right hands - along with his phone connection was cut off in the middle of the conversation. And his Smartphone was snatched by one of the men holding it.

“Restore bay--” Instantly Naura was unconscious when one of the men holding her covered her mouth with a handkerchief that had been drugged.

“I'm sorry, Na,” whispered Richardtook over Naura's body. Carrying Naura's bridal style body. Hurry up and walk away. Tell some of his subordinates to buy Raka time until here.

“Jet has been prepared?” ask one of the men beside her.

“Ready, Young master.”

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Richard smiled at the kidnapping scenario. Perfect. He resigned from his old company. No one will suspect him. In addition, the more perfect the scenario by sending a message to Raka through Naura's own smartphone. As if, it was Naura who sent the message to her rival. Then destroy the electronic object is not used before Raka tracks the whereabouts of the smartphone.

He originally wanted to kidnap Naura today. Because tomorrow is Naura's wedding day with Raka. However, the plan slightly missed and just looked natural. Unexpectedly, Naura gave birth faster than she expected. And that's because of third-party interference.

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

[I'm sorry, Raka. After I thought again. I can't .. with you. I surrendered. Let me live with my baby. And you live with brother Tere.]

For the umpteenth time, without getting bored Raka read the message from her soulmate.

Yep. His soul mate, now gone carry half his soul. No, he thought he was no longer half his soul, more than half his soul. Because Naura took their baby away with her.

“Why are you doing this to me, Na.” Raka took a long breath. Pensively on the side of the bed. Looked at his room. Slowly rubbed his bed. A place where he shares his warmth with his lover.

It's the third day of Naura and her baby's departure from her side. During that time, he had not found any trace of Naura anywhere. On the first day of Naura's departure, she had explored the entire island of Jeju, deploying the best detectives and bodyguards on the island to help her. Not checking the hospital CCTV. But the result disappointed him. How quaint. It was as if Naura had never walked out of her room.

On the second day, he expanded his search. Throughout all of Korea. However, he still found no trace of Naura. Unnecessarily he tracks through Naura's smartphone - the last time they communicate - to track from the social media he uses. Naura's friends and acquaintances did not escape her interrogation.

The result remained nil, as if Naura had completely sunk from this world.

“Where are you guys now? Are you guys okay?” Raka muttered hoarsely, stroking the photo inside her dress. A photo of Naura watching their baby in an incubator. The only picture of Naura with their baby.

One regret. Why on that night he left Naura alone. “Ah, I'm really stupid” Raka ruffled her hair.

Exhales. Putting the handle back on the nightstand. Putting his body on the bed. Although his body cried out tired, but his mind seemed unwilling to compromise. Placing his arms over his head, covering his face-no, more precisely hid the clear liquid that was beginning to be seen in the corner of his eyes. His heart was pierced by thousands of needles. When you think of tomorrow ....

Raka really couldn't imagine it. It should be the day he waited the most for a lifetime, now it was the day he wanted the most. As if it was a nightmare - the worst of his life. He used to think breaking up with Naura was his worst day, but tomorrow is worse than that.

“Arrrgh!” Raka shouted muffled. Dunked part of his face into the pillow. Repeatedly hitting the side of the bed. Regretting Naura's actions. Why give up when they are a little more to achieve happiness.

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 🤗💜.