LOVE NARA

2.9. MEET AGAIN

In a car still driving under his control, a man continues to spout harsh words and grudges himself for failing to carry out his plans.

"Today he can still survive, but not for tomorrow! He dared to take mine. He has to get rid of me immediately and after that I'll take Nara with me!"

The man who kept growling and issuing his vow of absorbency was Marcell, the man who was obsessed with wanting to have Nara and trying to always get rid of all the other men close to the woman.

"Three years I lost my woman and by the time I came to see her she had already chosen another man to be her husband. I won't stay silent. I must immediately seize it and make it just mine!"

Marcell continued to drive his car in anger. He returned to his hiding place to rearrange his plans.

Yoga has arrived at home. He asked Mr. Budi not to tell the incident on the restaurant page to his wife.

The man got out of the car and was greeted with a cheerful shout of his beloved son. He immediately lowered his body, crouching down to welcome Raga's little run that headed towards him.

"Yesiah .. laang ... Yayah Gagaa ...." The handsome boy immediately hugged his father tightly and wrapped his hands around Yoga's neck.

Yoga laughed and stood with Raga who had been carried and kissed with gaiety. He touched his forehead to check his body temperature which turned out to be back to normal.

"Uumm ..., Raga is healed? Smart child, father's child must be healthy. Tomorrow we go for a walk to the game rides with Mom. Want to, son?" tanya Yoga while walking towards Nara who was waiting for her in the doorway.

The little boy nodded then kissed his father's cheeks alternately and was answered the same thing by Yoga. After that, Yoga's right hand was pulled by Nara to kiss and reply by kissing the wife's forehead while gently rubbing her head.

"Cock straight home, Mom? Not back at the office?" Nara followed her husband's steps into the house and into their room. The husband had not yet brought his briefcase and was not wearing his suit.

"Today there is no important meeting, so I can finish the work at home. Later Pram who will deliver the car as well as bags and suits that are still left in the office."

Yoga lowered Raga on a fur carpet that lay in the middle of the room for her playground. As usual Nara helped take off her husband's shoes and socks and put them on the shelf.

Feeling like something caught her eye, Nara approached her husband again and observed the dirty Yoga clothes in some parts.

"Mas, you fell?" nara asked as she inspected her crumpled and stained pants and shirt.

Yoga notices his wife's gaze and tries to be calm so that Nara does not suspect him.

"Oh, I just collided with Mr. Alam in the courtyard of the restaurant and we both fell, dear." Yoga avoided his wife's gaze by playing with Raga and made the carefree boy continue to laugh.

"It turns out he was also invited to meet media friends there. When I was going home, he just came." added Yoga explained.

"Yeah ... Gagaa boboo ...." The funny boy rolled around and took his father along. Apparently he started getting sleepy after Nara gave him the last medicine after lunch.

"Raga wants to bust Daddy?" tanya Yoga and the boy nodded their heads repeatedly.

"Raga bobok same Mom used to yeah, Dirty dad hasn't showered." Nara persuades the baby and asks Yoga to clean up first.

Yoga rush to the bathroom so that his son does not wait too long. In less than ten minutes, he had come out with a fresh body and was wearing home clothes.

He immediately took Raga up to the bed and began to scold the already very sleepy boy in his arms.

Nara smiled at the edge of the bed, seeing the husband who was so patient and painstakingly accompanying their son. Seeing the two finally fall asleep together, the woman chooses to go out and continue her lunch which is interrupted due to the arrival of the husband.

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Raga was so carefree in her father's arms while Nara kept smiling beside her husband. Yoga himself seemed very happy to enjoy the time together with his beloved little family.

Occasionally one hand grabbed Nara by the shoulder and kissed her head affectionately along their way to the top floor.

As before, Yoga always looks enthusiastic to accompany the baby to try various kinds of game rides available.

Nara followed them and captured the happy moment in many video recordings and photos on her phone.

Satisfied playing for almost two hours, Nara invited them to rest in one of the cafes they used to go to every time they accompanied Raga to play there.

"Darling, I'll go to the toilet for a second."

Yoga sat their son on a long chair resembling a comfortable sofa for a toddler of Raga's age. Nara looked after him while ordering a lunch menu for them.

From outside the cafe, someone noticed Nara from the first time they came a few hours ago and continued to follow her within a certain distance to disguise her behavior.

Moments after seeing Yoga go to the toilet, the man immediately walked up to the table occupied by Nara who was busy watching her son.

"Over time we don't see each other, Nara."

The greeting and the voice made Nara's body stiffen instantly even though she had yet to avert her gaze. His heart suddenly filled with overwhelming fear.

Before venturing to look at the origin of the sound from the back of his body, first achieved Raga who was still busy holding a toy and held it tightly.

"We meet again. How you doing?" The person again asked as Nara had turned around and looked at him nervously.

"Ma-Marcell ...." Nara's voice was choked, soft and full of fear. Raga is getting closer to reducing her nervousness.

"I'm glad you still remember me, because I can never forget you either, Nara."

The one who followed Nara and her family since then was Marcell, a man who was obsessed with her and now determined to have her soon after finding out Nara was married and living happily.

"Rubuu ... Gagaa ...." Raga whines in search of her father, making Nara hug him tighter and hide the boy's face behind her shoulder.

"He's your son?" Marcell's sneaky eyes stared intently at the little boy who kept whining.

Raga's innocence shows that she feels uncomfortable with the stranger in front of them.

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