Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

56| Life As Desired

[Two months later ..]

　

　

“Na, are you happy right now, hum?”

“Do you enjoy your life well as you choose?”

“You know? I'm not here at all good. Me ... I ..”

Lama Raka stared at his screen. Looking at the picture of his soul mate with his little angel. Like a madman. He talks to himself, laughs and kisses his screen or petting it. His black hair began to grow. His face was not taken care of, left with fine feathers filling around his chin. The shape of his face is getting thinner, as well as his body shape, more caring. His eyes are swollen and red.

Abandoned the figure he loved made him so bad and frustrated. His condition is now much more terrible than he broke up from Naura a few years ago. How appalling.

“Now you are satisfied, Na. I ... destroyed,” murmured hoarsely.

“How is Baby Yukhei? It's fine, right?” Raka continues his monologue. The faint corner of her lips was drawn upwards, smiling while looking at the photo of her baby inside the incubator. Only the photo became the media release his longing on his little angel.

“Na, why are you doing this to me. Why do you have to take care of me. Why, Na. Why?” asked Raka in front of his car as if the electronic object in his hand was the figure he loved.

“Honey? Time to eat.” Unwittingly Raka, Cathie had been standing next to him. Walk towards the window. Opening his window so wide, letting the sunlight enter the room that was left dark. Look back at the son. His heart ached to see his son like the undead.

Cathie sighs. He really did not understand the mindset of Naura. Why would he destroy everything, making Raka, himself and Andrew shocked. Even her husband, like her son, was almost insane. When they were happy to get their first grandchild, Naura suddenly took away all their happiness.

“Sayang. Mommy's ready for your favorite meal. Jajangmyeon spicy black beans.” Cathie sat down next to her favorite son. For two months Raka has been eating Jajangmyeon noodles - Naura's favorite food when she's in this country - every day. By eating this jajangmyeon noodles, as if Raka can let go of longing for her sweet figure.

Raka shakes. “Let's go, Mom. Raka has not laper,” he replied as he stroked his stomach which sounded hard.

“Sayang. You haven't eaten anything since this morning. Eating, yeah. Just a little.”

“Let's go, Mom.”

“Huft. Alright.” Cathie gave up when she saw Raka's serious look. Not to break his invitation.

“Once in a while you're out of this room, honey. You're like a hermit. Holy hooch! Your good looks are reduced because of your ugly appearance. Idih, not really, deh,” always Cathie chuckles, trying to entertain the son-even though it sounds discordant.

“See!” Cathie combed the long hair of her beloved son with her fingers. “There are many things you can do, hum.”

“Mommy wrong. There's nothing more Raka can do without Naura, Mom. Raka's life has been ruined,” circus Raka put a smartphone next to her. Shuffling her hair into a mess-just finely tidied up by Cathie.

“Darling, don't be so pessimistic. The baby with Naura is also your son, you can look for him. One day you can take over custody.”

Cathie stroked her son's arm. “Under there is Theresia. He came here to take you for a walk. Go with him.”

“Theresia? What's he here for. Do not know him, this is all because of his work,” circus Raka.

“Sayang. Forgive her mistake. Theresia was wrong. But at least he tried to fix it. Every day he comes to see you. Didn't you see his efforts during these two months, eum. He's changed.”

“Mom--”

“Sayang. You've had enough of a slump. It's been two months-look at yourself. You ... Like you weren't Mommy's son that Mommy's known all along. Forget Naura. Maybe that was his decision. If he does love you, he won't have the heart to take Baby Yukhei away with him on the eve of your wedding.”

Raka fell silent. Clenched his hand. His heart was sliced back with a sharp dagger.

Without Raka and Cathie noticing, Theresia had been standing in the doorway biting her lips. Interrupting the conversation of both. “Raka, that's exactly what Auntie said. Come back to life as it was.”

“What are you here for, huh.” Raka glared sharply.

“Honey, can't be so.” Cathie stroked the son's arm. “He's here with good intentions. Want to entertain you.”

“Comfort me?!” Raka snorted and turned away from Theresia's face.

Inching Theresia walked towards Raka. Brave to sit next to him - because he knows this young man won't act rudely to women. Bravely Theresia touched the end of Raka's hair. “How about I accompany you to the salon? Let's cut your hair.”

“No need!” Raka brushed off Theresia's hand.

“Sayang. According to Mommy, Theresia's idea was good.”

“Mommy.” Raka glared. “Don't interfere in my business. I don't like that!”

Cathie tight-lipped. Same with Theresia. Suddenly, from behind the door, Inah-an old woman in her 60s. Raka's babysitter came to interrupt.

“Young master, Mistress.”

“What's up, Bi?”  sahut Cathie while looking at Inah. For two months now Inah has been with him, settling on Jeju Island to take care of Raka. While her husband stayed in Jakarta, taking care of their company there.

“This, Mistress.” Bi Inah inched towards Cathie. “There is an envelope shipment for young Lord Raka.”

“Eoh, envelope?”

“Iya. There was a Korean courier who sent it.”

“Oh. Thanks yes, Bi.” Cathie smiled and grabbed the envelope in Bi Inah's hand. The old woman turned around as Cathie gave the brown envelope to Raka.

Glanced at the brown envelope in his hand uninterestedly. Raka just put it down.

“Just open it first, Honey. Who knows it's important.”

“Malas,” Reply Raka flat.

“Honey, there are rarely large envelope shipments to this house.”

With Cathie's advice, Raka finally opens the big envelope. Instantly his jaw hardened when he saw the contents. A stack of photos containing pictures of Naura and Baby Yukhei as well as ... A jongin?

Back Raka stirred up the photo in her hand. No, it's a photo ... pre-wedding? And a wedding photo? Raka was stunned to see sheet by sheet of the photo.

So ... Naura is married to Jongin? He put a photo in his hand. Then throw it away. Not much different from Raka, Cathie and Theresia also seemed shocked to see the photo.

Exhales. Raka stand. The view is as cold as the north pole. Clenched his hands so tightly. She faintly chuckles horribly as the demon king comes out of hell to make Chatie and Theresia shudder in fear - feeling her dark aura.

Raka grinned. It was as if his life had returned to its former self. As Naura wished. He will marry his brother. With a cold look, he said to the blonde-haired girl in front of him. “Theresia, next week we get married!”

　

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

　

“Richaaard. You know?”

“Damn it! Why yell. You don't know who I'm with right now, huh.”

“Shoppers! I was thinking about it. I am the same. Currently together with Raka,” reply Theresia glared sharply. The corner of his eye was glaring at the tightly closed changing room door. Then she looked at the dress she was wearing and pecked herself in front of the mirror. A big smile saw her body wrapped in a white wedding dress.

My wait was not in vain. After two years of waiting, my dream finally came true. Proudly Theresia noticed the curves of her body.

“Hey. You hear me?”

“Still,” replied Theresia cheerfully as she walked towards the window. Breathe the morning air in Jakarta. Finally he stepped back into this city, after two more months on the island of Jeju. They just arrived yesterday afternoon. Raka decided herself to come back here. He knows why Raka hastily returned to the homeland. Of course to bury his bitter memories on the island.

“What do you want to say?”

“You know where I am right now?” Instead of answering Richard's words, Theresia simply threw back the question. He sensed that the brown-skinned young man was rolling his eyeballs across the phone.

“You just want to play guessing with me. Well, I've got a lot of work to do. Don't have time to serve your crazy words.”

“Patrice, Dude. Don't get angry first.”

“Fine. I surrendered. I am not a witch and have no inner eye to guess where you are at the moment.” Richard's voice seemed upset.

Theresia chuckles. “I am now at boutique.”

“You know? I'm fitting a wedding dress.”

“Oh, yes?” It seemed that Richard across the phone was starting to get interested in Theresia's remarks.

“Yes. I'm with Raka now. She tried her bridal outfit.”

“Good. Nice move.”

“After she received the photo you sent, Raka decided to marry me right then and there,” whispered Theresa was watching her surroundings with a full face of twinkle. Can't hide her happy feelings right now.

“Wow, an achievement beyond prejudice. When are you getting married?”

“Three days more.”

“Secap it?”

“It looks like Raka won't want to procrastinate again.”

“Good it.”

“And you're Richard, take care of Naura. Don't let him escape.” Theresia said fiercely.

“Don't tell me I did it.”

“If not for my idea, not necessarily you get Naura easily, hum.”

“Well, I know.”

“Omong-by the way .. Are you still in San Diego?” Theresia flipped her body. Instantly freezing, unexpectedly Raka had been behind him.

This girl gulped her saliva while stroking the ends of her long hair, trying to cover up her nervousness. He thought, when is Raka behind him? Did you just listen to the conversation with Richard?

“Yes. I'm still in San Diego. Hey, you still alive in there?”

Theresia glanced at the long object in her grasp. Only realized the connection is still connected to the American continent.

“Hum, already yes, Girl. My future husband has finished changing clothes.” Hurriedly Theresia hung up her phone. Samar, before hanging up the phone he hears Jongin swearing at him for calling him a girl.

Theresia. Repeatedly ascertaining his sight. His nervousness instantly evaporated replaced with awe. Raka looks more handsome in a white suit. Like the princes in a fairy tale he often read as a child.

“Wow, you are so handsome Raka,” compliments.

“San Diego?” Raka's forehead wrinkled, ignoring Theresia's praise.

　

Degh's!

　

Suddenly Theresia's face was pale.

“Who is in San Diego?”

“Um, the ... it .. my friend ... Nina. He's on vacation in San Diego. Why?” Theresia asked back and held her breath.

“You listened to my conversation earlier?” Theresia lifted the end of her wedding dress, walking slowly following Raka sitting on the sofa. The young man shrugged his shoulders.

“Se-everything?” her tanya was nervous, her clear brown irises were endlessly watching Raka. Opening her bridal suit. Quickly one of the boutique salesmen took over the suit in his hand.

“Why if I know everything?” Raka asked seriously while watching Theresia's face, then smiled obliquely. “You scared?”

“Ng-no. What I'm afraid of.” Theresia shook her head stiffly.

“You look pale.” Raka tilted her head, the slanted smile at the corner of her sensual lips continued to persist.

“Uh ... be-is it?” Theresia patted her cheek. Trying to force a smile, even though it is very stiff.

“Se-preferably I change clothes first. Later the dress is dirty.” Distracting her attention and nervousness. Satisfying not to pursue any more questions to her future husband, Theresia rushed into the dressing room.

“San Diego yes ..” Raka stroked his chin. I remember what Neil said this morning. The young doctor was sent by Jeju National University Hospital to an International hospital in San Diego to conduct a week-long research.

　

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

　

“Rakaaa, wait for me, dong.” Theresa clenched her feet many times. Grunting in annoyance, staring at the wide back in front of him. Walked so cold without caring about her condition.

“Rakaaa.”

Raka finally stopped her steps. Rotating body. Sidecapate. Looking coldly at the girl in front of him. Straining to step with his high heels.

“Quick. I don't have time to wait for a spoiled princess like you,” Raka Sharp quipped.

Theresia grunts. Walking quickly until finally reaching in front of Raka, Raka continued her journey, down the shops beside her until heading towards the parking lot at the end of the road.

“Damn it! Why doesn't your attitude ever change anyway, stay cool. Though we are getting married,” grumbled Theresia while kicking a pebble in front of her.

“Don't expect more from me, Theresia. At least you should be grateful. Your desire to marry me has finally come true,” said Raka coldly with a tone full of sarcasm.

“You're a jerk, Raka!”

“Well, that's who I am.” Raka raised her shoulders. Samar frowned while clenching his hands. Thinking, yes, I'm a jerk. Even Naura is gone from me. Surrender to me and choose to marry Jongin with Baby Yukhei ...

Raka jerks. He glared and walked back twice as fast as before. Back to thinking, baby Yukhei, my son ...

“Raka, stopii.”

...God fucking. I won't let Baby Yukhei stay with Naura and Richard...

“Rakaaa, wait for meuu.”

...astaga! Why Richard hadn't thought of me all this time. Where did Richard take Naura untraceable to me?

“Rakaaa, stop, kyaaa!!”

...and why did Naura suddenly want to marry Richard?.. hadn't Naura not liked Richard all this time? It's weird ... or maybe Naura's been in---

“Raka, help me ... my leg sprained, huks ..”

Sontak Raka stopped her steps, twisted her body and looked at the grimacing Theresia - sitting on the edge of the shop stroking her legs. Instantly Raka stiffened, thinking again. Is my decision to marry Theresia right? Yeah, God!

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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 🤗💜.