LOVE NARA

2.1. ALWAYS TAKE CARE OF YOU

Tiiinn .. tiiinnn ...!!!

"Honey, watch out ...!!" Yoga tries to pull Nara's body quickly when a car that has lost control due to a brake blong turns into the parking lot and slides towards them.

Braakkk ...!!!

The car finally stopped after hitting a row of parked cars, including the Yoga car which was also in the front row.

Yoga continued to hold his wife's body and hide her in his arms. Nara's body trembled and hugged her husband very tightly with a sobbing sound that was heard later.

"Alhamdulillah, we are safe. Relax, Sweetheart. We're fine." Yoga kisses and caresses Nara's head to calm her down.

Yoga took Nara back to the building lobby and sat her down in one of the chairs. While continuing to hug his wife, the man pulled out his phone and contacted Mr. Budi who was at home and asked him to pick them up.

After sending their location, Yoga saved his phone and re-captured Nara who was still sobbing.

"Please yourself, dear."

A visitor who had previously seen them almost run over, voluntarily gave Yoga a new, unopened bottle of mineral water to drink to his wife who still looked terrified.

"Thank you." Yoga accepts and nods its head with reverence. He then unsealed the lid and helped Nara drink it little by little.

The woman still harbors a deep trauma over the accident that was once experienced by both of them. The incident was almost the same that opened Nara's memory back to the bad event.

"We wait for Mr. Budi and go home soon. Don't cry anymore, my son." Yoga cleanses the tears on the wife's face and then kisses her forehead gently without caring for the gaze of some people who pass around them.

The latest favorite call from her husband managed to make Nara smile in the middle of her breath that is still not organized due to her shock over what almost happened to them.

Her face flushed with tears and felt ashamed of the affectionate attitude her husband always showed her wherever they were.

"Mas, our car ...?"

"It's okay. There will be someone from the insurance company who will take care of it with the dealer."

Nara looked towards the crowd of people who were in the parking lot. He noticed their car which was slightly visible from where they were sitting.

"Is the damage severe, Mas?" Nara began to calm down and was curious.

"Looks not. Our car is at the end. Not directly hit by a hard impact. No, don't think about it anymore. What matters is we survived."

Nara took the bottle of the drink still held by Yoga and drank it again. Yoga watched with a shady look.

He loved the woman beside him very much and did not want anything bad to happen to him. Subconsciously her hand was raised up and rubbed Nara's head affectionately.

"Suppose him to the servant, O Allah. I just want him to be happy always. Whatever I'll do to make her happy."

A few moments later, Mr. Budi came walking in haste. As soon as he saw the two people he was looking for, the middle-aged man immediately approached.

"Mas Yoga and Mbak Nara are okay?" He looked closely at the two to ascertain their condition.

"We're fine, sir. Only the car was hit."

Yoga immediately grabbed Nara's hand and drove her into the car, then she took a moment to look at their car and put the key on the security of the banking building they came to.

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The car driven by Mr. Budi entered the residential gate and then turned into the yard of a house located in the front.

The two-story house is minimalist and does not look luxurious, with a green grassy yard that is quite spacious, becoming the choice of Yoga to be their residence in the new city.

Yoga follows the wife's willingness to start everything with nothing. Especially here they just started everything from scratch, both their independent lives and the businesses they just started.

Nara also wanted to teach simplicity to their son Raga early on. Although in her hometown she is the successor of the father who has everything, but Nara wants Raga to grow up and get used to being a humble and kind child.

The two of them descended and were greeted by the loud screams of the one-and-a-half-year-old boy.

"Rubuu ... Jannah ...." He was already able to call both of his parents even though it had not been according to his original pronunciation.

"Gagaa .. ndong ... Jannah ...." Her two tiny hands were raised up in front of her already crouched father welcoming her.

"Here, hug Dad!" Yoga waited for Raga to scatter herself and put her hands around her neck, only then she hugged and lifted Raga in her sling.

"Raga doesn't miss Mom?"

Nara stood beside her husband rubbing his son's head, and immediately the little boy moved his head from his father's shoulder to his mother's face and kissed Nara's right and left cheeks.

"Muuaah ..muuaah ... Gobc ...!"

He did the same to his father.

"Muuaah ..muuaah ... Ayaa ...!"

They kissed their son at the same time.

"Mayeh ... Ragda ...!!"

Yoga's right hand took his wife into the house, while his left hand held Raga who continued to hug and lean on her shoulder.

Just getting inside their room, Raga had fallen asleep on her father's shoulder. Said Aunty Asih earlier, the handsome boy did not want to be invited to take a nap and just continued to play while waiting for the return of his parents.

Nara put down her bag and prepared their bed for Raga. The boy who was still in a puffed cheek was used to taking a nap with his parents. It was only at night that she was obedient to sleep in her own bed not far from Yoga and Nara's bed.

After laying her son in the middle of the bed, Yoga also rests beside her to stretch the muscles to relieve her fatigue.

But when he saw Nara who was about to get out of the room, the man immediately got up and chased and grabbed her from behind.

"Mass ...!" Nara gasped in shock at the sudden embrace from her husband.

Yoga clenched Nara tightly while kissing her wife's shoulders and cheeks. Remembering the incident in the parking lot earlier, his heart suddenly felt fear of losing his favorite woman.

"I'm sorry it's almost too late to save you, honey."

Nara let go of Yoga slowly, then turned around and hugged her husband tightly. He also imagined the same events, mixed with the previous bad events.

Laying her head on the chest of her husband's field, Nara silently shed tears. The same fear also made him tighten his embrace even more.

"I'm afraid of losing you, Mom. I was afraid that when you pulled me, you would ...."

"Ssttt ...!!!" Yoga stopped his wife's speech. He knew Nara was still continuing to imagine the old events.

"Don't be afraid and don't think bad things anymore. I'll always be with you, baby. I will always take care of you and will never leave you."

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