
Kyomi's face pouted because she had just played in the mall, she had been invited home by Nayaka. Ice cream hasn't been bought and books for school supplies either. His lips did not stop complaining about blaming his father.
"Papa told you to stay away from that woman. You don't know him yet. What if you were kidnapped?" ask Nayaka.
"Kyomi forgot. Looks like the aunt is good," he said.
"Whatever it is, Kyomi! Papa doesn't like you being around him. Especially say the no."
"Kyomi really likes Miss Stacy" she replied.
"Replace your clothes and rest there" Nayaka ordered.
"Papa hasn't bought me ice cream yet."
"There is no ice cream. Your punishment. Execute Papa's orders or you'll be punished for not eating it for a week" Nayaka said.
"OK, Kyomi will change clothes and go to bed" he said fearfully.
Nayaka exhaled heavily and leaned against the body of the sofa. Given the events at the mall that make it undeniable if Delilah is the biological mother of Kyomi. Moreover, the bond between a mother and a child that makes Kyomi unhesitatingly close to Delilah.
Nayaka doesn't want the two close because Delilah could have taken Kyomi at any time. He had nothing more than that woman. His father's family already does not care, maybe even forget that there is a child who always watched his mother be beaten.
He was not a child of a poor family. His mother and father had possessions, but his father's behavior eroded them. An Arab-American man who Nayaka did not know existed until now.
Tomorrow Nayaka will return to work at Delilah's company. For a while he did have to follow the request of the woman while looking for another job vacancy.
Kyomi was forced to stay home alone as the boy's school term was due to start on Monday. Nayaka promised to come home at rest to accompany her.
"This is your work space" said Roy.
Nayaka nodded. "Thank you for dropping off."
"We're going to have a new product coming out. To be clear you can ask your co-workers."
"Don't worry. I'll talk to them."
Roy introduced Nayaka first to a co-worker who was in a division with him after it passed from there. Nayaka mingled, asking about the jewelry to be launched to her friend. He felt the most handsome among his three companions.
"We have a meeting soon" said Mery.
"Let's explain the meeting this time, please" Pinta Nayaka.
Mery explains things Nayaka doesn't know yet. The new jewelry will be showcased at the International Fashion Jewerly event which will be held in two months. Their job is to promote the jewelry to the public.
"It's time for a meeting. Come on, we'll be gone. Delilah's mom really doesn't like it when we're late" Mery said.
Nayaka. However, he had to face his ex-lover because he worked under his orders. I wish he could get a job at another company.
Nayaka sat down with another colleague. An open space door featuring two women entering simultaneously. All stood saluting the superior.
Delilah told everyone to sit down and start the meeting. There is admiration from Nayaka for Delilah's current achievements. Didn't expect her ex-boyfriend to set up his own business. While he was still working for someone else. Just amazed, but he still hates women who do not have a heart.
Nayaka proposed that their ads be promoted on social medical accounts that are currently widely used by users. With cheaper advertising, but reaching all walks of life. Delilah agreed to the proposal. It does not matter if the jewelry he makes is intended for the bourgeoisie. All he wanted was how his jewelry brand name was known to the public.
"Enough to get here. You can disband, except Nayaka," said Delilah.
Nayaka looked at Delilah. He refrained from denying the boss's request in front of other co-workers.
"I still want to talk about this ad promotion." Delilah hastily expressed her intention to prevent Nayaka's departure.
One by one, get out of the meeting room. Including Nela, Delilah's assistant. The door was closed tightly and now the two of them were still silent.
"What does Delilah's mother want to say? Do not make suspicions among employees" said Nayaka.
"Sister," call Delilah.
"I've been living up to your wishes by working here."
Nayaka looks at. "It's none of your business to ask about my personal life."
"Who, Brother?" delilah.
"Do I have to tell you?"
Delilah touches the back of Nayaka's hand, but gets a rejection from the man. "Never say you only love me."
"You think I'm alive just to wait for a dead woman."
"Sister!" delilah.
Nayaka moved from her seat. "Our mission is enough to get here."
Delilah did not let Nayaka go. She hugged him. Nayaka's body had already turned contained. Not like the old days of the dry. Now Delilah felt a slight muscle as she hugged him. Nayaka's scent is still the same and she loves it.
"Deliver!" nayaka said by pushing Delilah, but in vain.
Delilah did not budge at all. He hugged Nayaka tightly, then looked up at the eyes of the man who was full of anger at the moment.
"Let me be like this first."
Nayaka let Delilah embrace her. Let the woman wipe her face. Nayaka closed her eyes enjoying the gentle swipe Delilah gave her. It seems like the old days were not like this. Nayaka jerked her lips touched. He embraced Delilah's waist, enjoying the game that the woman had started.
"You only love me, Nayaka" said Delilah.
Nayaka. Women are seductive creatures. He pushed Delilah just like that and rubbed his lips from the saliva that left the woman.
"You're so happy to play me."
"Back with me" asked Delilah.
"To be your mistress or your lover?" ask Nayaka.
Delilah was silent at the question. He already has a fiancee and is about to get married, but he also wants Nayaka to stay by his side.
"I-I ..," Delilah was speechless.
"Give me a little self-respect, Delilah," said Nayaka.
"I just want us to be together. We can be parents to Kyomi."
"His parents are just me."
"Let Kyomi be with me" Delilah asked.
"What?" Nayaka laughs. "I didn't hear wrong? You want to be with Kyomi?"
"She's my daughter. I deserve to be with him."
"You left her from birth, Delilah!" nayaka said with a high voice.
"I took care of him and suckled him" said Delilah.
Nayaka clapped. "Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night when your son was crying? Have you ever bribed him? Have you ever taught him to walk and talk? You left!"
"I know!" answer Delilah. "I'm sorry and I'll make it up to you. Let me be with him, brother."
Nayaka shakes. "I'll never allow it. If you get close to him, I can do something reckless."
Delilah gasped at the threat of Nayaka. The man did not dare to say rude or talk like that. But now, Nayaka was not afraid of anything.
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