Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

07| Like Magnet

　

“So, you get pregnant through the process of insemination without getting married first?” sunny-slightly-shocked to hear Naura's story when they get to her apartment. The two sat on a long single sofa in the living room.

“Hum.” Naura gave a faint buzz in response.

There's nothing Naura needs to hide from her best friend, even when she breaks up with Raka, Sunny, the second person who knows her relationship has run aground after Neil, of course. Sunny is a person whose thinking is open and thinking before acting, not directly eating raw information just like that.

“Gue salute lo. Dare to take high risks, do not think about the scorn of people around.”

Naura smiled knot. “Gue just wants to have Baby. But there's no intention of getting married."

"Keep, you chose that path?"

"Yes. Through insemination that's my only way out, Sun.”

"The only road is yes." Sunny stroked his chin.

"Yes that's how." Naura shrugged her shoulders.

“Hum, that means you still can not move on from him, yes,” tease Sunny, raise down next to his eyebrows.

“Apaan. I've been moving on for a long time." Naura cones with a reddish hue adorning her white cheeks.

“Long lo.”

“Sok know lo.” Naura is shaking Sunny's head.

“But I'm real, Na."

"What the hell's the truth."

"Lo hasn't been able to move on completely from him."

"Where is the evidence" said Naura, trying as much as possible to keep her voice flat.

"When we ate at the restaurant. You have no appetite."

"That's because I'm not in the mood anymore. Maybe it's because of my pregnancy, too" she looked at her distended stomach. His mind immediately floated to his meeting with Raka at the restaurant earlier.

Both he and Raka, no one spoke to each other. He only listened to Raka talk to Sunny, without joining or looking directly at Raka's face. In his mind of just one, this meeting was coming to an end, and moved away from Raka as soon as possible. He's not comfortable being around this man of his past for too long.

“Yaaa, if that is indeed your decision ...," continued Sunny back to their previous serious talk, breaking Naura's daydream.

"Gue can't do much more, just give support and encouragement. You are happy and comfortable with your decision. Yes already, just live as is.”

“Sunnyy. Lo is indeed my best friend who understands the most, and most sehati the same I.” Naura snatched the hug of that short-haired girl by the boat.

“Ih, amused I got belly fat lo. Where's the tightness again." Sunny giggled while patting the back of this sweet figure.

Naura let go of her embrace. These two friends looked at each other. And laugh together, then start talking about each other's lives, as long as they haven't seen each other in person for almost two years. The busyness of each makes the two have no free time to say hello, until finally it becomes far away.

After being satisfied talking, Sunny invited Naura to see the room that would be in her place.

“Yuk, I'll take you to lo.” Sunny stepped up from her seat - accompanied by a sweet figure behind her - as she grabbed the suitcase and pulled it up the second floor.

“This is what you said small?”

“What?”

“Apartment lo.”

Sunny did not reply, only raising his shoulders.

Upon entering Sunny's apartment, Naura is left flabbergasted by her apartment. Along the way to his apartment, Sunny always said that his apartment was small and ugly. In fact, it does not match the description described by Sunny earlier. The apartment is very luxurious and is located in the elite area of Hyeopjae beach.

“Definitely expensive apartment price here,” kera Naura.

“Iya,” replied Sunny did not deny. Nor is it to mean to be arrogant to his best friend.

“Lo nyiapin money certainly also bejibun.” Naura was astounded as she climbed the steps one by one.

“Gak too. I'm even relaxed about money.”

“Start high hearted," said Naura.

“Not so. Because I didn't buy this apartment.”

“Lo rent? So much heavier, dong.” Naura's mouth is round.

“Gak rent too. This is my apartment. But bought my girlfriend.”

“Wow, means the doi is rich.”

Sunny smiled knot. "In addition, he was the same as me. Therefore, he defended buying this apartment for me.”

The two stopped right in one of the rooms located in the middle of the other two rooms.

“This room lo.”

“Still.”

“If the one next to it, my room is the same as my girlfriend.” Point Sunny at the room to the right of Naura.

“Lo stay with same girlfriend?” ask Naura.

“Iya.”

“Gue is not good at you. It's been a disruption to your life." Naura grimaced unwell.

“Nothing. Just plain.”

“Stay only.” Naura exhaled a short breath. “But, just relax. I'll find a place to stay as soon as.”

“Just relax, don't rush.” Sunny patted Naura's shoulder.

“Once again, thanks. I'll find a place as soon as.”

“Do not make it so good. Anyway, my boyfriend is not a fuss about this.”

“Huft! Thank goodness.”

“Rest. I know you must be tired in the trip earlier.”

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

After sleeping, Naura woke up with a fresh-looking face. Because of his achievement, he slept until dawn. The clock is working on the nightstand, five o'clock.

　

Crew

　

“Yes, Allah. You're hungry Baby. Pardon Mommy yes,” shrewd Naura stroking her belly dear. Too tired to forget to eat and drink pregnant milk. This sweet figure took the milk he had prepared on the nightstand.

“OK, Baby, we go to the kitchen and drink milk. (=^▽^=)”

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

As she went down the stairs, Naura heard a giggling sound from the kitchen.

“It turns out Sunny has woken up first,” muttered Naura continues down the stairs while carrying a milk box in her hand.

“Oops!” Naura was shocked when she saw that Sunny was not alone in the kitchen.

The beautiful girl was with a man who was hugging her hip. Sunny is busy cooking. Naura didn't quite see the man. From the back, it seemed, the guy was tall in proportion to his brown hair.

Looks like a Korean?

Judging from the conversation between Sunny and that guy. Sounded Sunny saying the word, banghajima (don't bother me), repeatedly.

Naura is forced to cleared her throat to tell her whereabouts in the kitchen. Actually he hesitated to disturb the intimacy of the two lovebirds. But what power, the baby's dedek on his stomach is more important. Poor baby grandpa, haven't been fed since last night.

“Awake up,” continued Sunny with a red face extinguished, hurriedly walked over to Naura followed from behind her the guy.

“Iya.” Naura smiled awkwardly.

His gaze shifted at a glance at the man who now clearly visible apparently.

Handsome like Korean idols. Naura sat down while stroking her stomach, hoping that her Baby was born also handsome or beautiful later.

“Know my girlfriend, her name is Park Do-jin,” Sunny said as the atmosphere began to melt a little. Unlike the awward atmosphere when caught by Naura earlier.

“Honey, this is my friend, his name is Naura,” continued Sunny, gently patting Dojin field chest

“A-annyeong haseyo--”

“Do not use Korean. Dojin can speak Indonesian,” whispered Sunny giggled amusedly.

“Eh, yes too. He he he.” Naura was embarrassed. He forgot, even though Sunny had been communicating with Dojin using Indonesian.

“Hai, greetings,” greet Dojin with his Korean accent, extend a hand to Naura. They also shake hands.

“Salam know too,” reply Naura.

Shortly after, Dojin asked for permission. He said he'd take a shower. Now only Naura and Sunny live in the kitchen.

“Sorry, I'm so disturbing you same girlfriend lo,” continued Naura is not happy.

“Nothing. You want to make milk, right?” Sunny stared at the milk box in Naura's hand.

“Iya.”

“Have made it, don't be awkward, just think of it as your own kitchen.”

“Still,” reply Naura. “Lo make what?” asked Naura while brewing milk, she took a quick glance at Sunny who continued her cooking show.

“Kimbap.”

“Woah, I will eat Korean food every day. Funny.”

“Betul. If here you will eat as much as other Korean food. On the contrary, we find it difficult to find our country food here.”

“Yes too, yes.”

“Dan lo will miss eating Indonesian food later."

Naura nodded in agreement, started drinking her milk. Naura frowned as her lips touched the lips of the glass. Her nose smelled the rancid smell of pregnant milk that made her want to vomit. Hurriedly Naura finished her drink when she felt her stomach acid rise.

“Hueks.” Naura ran to the bathroom, immediately spewing out a clear liquid from her mouth.

“Morning sick, yes.”

“Iya, make a fuss,” lamented Naura looked lethargic upon her return from the bathroom. Naura sat on the dining chair watching Sunny, stuffing some kind of vegetable into a few small bowls in front of her.

“Omong-by the way, how many months is lo?” content

“Starting tomorrow, so seven weeks,” replies Naura while playing a pair of chopsticks like a drum stick on the dinner table.

“It looks good, I'm so hungry.” Naura gulped staring at Sunny's tantalizingly made Kimbap.

“Lo want?”

“Mau bang.”

“Yes already, breakfast with me and Dojin only.”

“Lagain I disturb.”

Sunny shakes. “Ngak. Rarely do we get together like this.”

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

Just now Naura put a small towel over her head onto the back of the chair in front of the dressing table, when she heard the sound of Sunny's apartment bell ringing. This figure had just finished shampooing after tidying his clothes into the closet.

Hurriedly Naura combed her potluck hair, though it was still wet. Then rushed out of the room, opening the door of the apartment. Wonder who came to visit Sunny's apartment in the middle of broad daylight like this. The owner of the apartment was still working this morning. Leaving him alone in this luxurious apartment.

"You!"

Naura glared in annoyance as she saw who this guest in front of her was.

Rabbet. Stand like a model in front of him. The person he should avoid his presence. But, somehow, like a magnet pulling the two of them together, the two always meet.

"Sunny doesn't exist." Naura said ketus with both hands crossed at the chest. He stood leaning in front of the door, blocking Raka from entering.

He narrowed his eyes at the paper bag in this man's hand. From the smell, Naura could guess what Raka brought was food. Instantly his stomach was rumbling to be filled. Reminds her that she and her baby haven't had lunch.

Naura stroked her stomach. But, given who the person in front of him, and remember the incident on the plane yesterday. Raka watched so closely his stomach, making him so undo the intention. Not wanting to make Raka suspicious of her, that she was pregnant, which would definitely raise questions that she did not want to discuss with this man.

Really don't want to. Just meeting face to face he was reluctant actually. Especially to discuss personal issues. Don't hope.

"Sunny's working. Maybe later that night he came home," explained Naura breaking the void of time between the two of them just a moment ago.

"I knew. I didn't come here looking for Sunny." Raka said calmly with one hand sinking in the pocket of her Chino pants.

"Continue?" Naura said ketus while glaring, unconsciously she scowled.

It is clear that this sweet figure is reluctant to talk and linger with Raka. Wanting Naura to throw him out, but, for some reason, something pushed him to not be able to drive Raka away.

"I'm looking for Dojin."

"Just the same. Dojin's not here either." Again, Naura said ketus.

"Well, I'm looking for what's left."

"meaning?"

"Without me saying you already know for yourself."

Suddenly without Naura knowing, Raka advances the body towards her. Spontaneous Naura took a step back, giving Raka a chance to freely waltz in. Raka laughed at her reaction.

Naura cursed loudly in her heart. Piqued. Because affected by Raka's actions, to make his heart beat rise. Naura clenched her feet to the floor. Closing the door back, then following Raka who walked ungainly towards the living room.

Raka put the paper bag on the table. Like being in her own apartment, without being invited to sit, Raka has been sitting on a long sofa facing the television in front of her.

"Where are you going?" raka asked as Naura flashed in front of him and climbed the stairs. Not caring about Raka's presence.

"It's none of your business."

"Don't be so guest."

Naura glared at Raka's words.

"You should accompany the guest, not leave him alone" Raka said casually.

Naura clenched her hands. This guy really wants him to kick all the way from the apartment to the tip of Africa. Just look at that face. This man felt innocent to her of the events with him in the past.

"But you're not my guest" Naura denied.

"Indeed. But, the Dojin is not there, while you live in this apartment. As a person who tingg--"

"Whatever. I really thought. Who are you to me, to be with you. You're Dojin's guest, not me" explained Naura.

This sweet figure stepped back, hastily climbing the stairs, leaving the stunned Raka in her place. The sound of the knocking of the door that was closed violently by Naura made Raka flinch.

"Still angry," muttered Raka exhaling a short breath.

"Okay, you don't have to talk to me. But, just accompany me to eat, how?" asked Raka with the volume of her voice slightly raised.

A meaningful smile danced on Raka's lips. This man was sure, Naura heard his words just now from behind the tightly shut door of the room. And he knew that the sweet figure was tempted by the food he brought.