LOVE NARA

3.44. SMALL ATTENTION

"Dad ...! Mom ...!"

Raga's screams always disperse the atmosphere of shahdu both parents. Betuntung Mbak Indah always first knocked on the door before the handsome boy opened the door and entered himself without guilt.

"Ssttt ...!! Raga don't yell too loud, honey. Your sister's still sleeping." Nara reminded her son in a gentle voice, while Yoga immediately lowered her body to welcome their beloved firstborn.

"Dad, no peyuk Mother. Mother's beloved magazine ..."

Yoga smiled broadly at Raga's protest speech. His eldest son was indeed very soft and heart-feeling, especially if it was related to the mother.

"Dad didn't hurt Mom. I love you, just like I love Raga."

Yoga tightened her embrace and kissed her son's head lovingly. The man wanted the boy to understand the meaning of his words and feel the same attitude and attention he gave to Raga and also his mother.

"Dad ... Maga lapal, want mamam."

Raga's round face looks even more funny as her mouth cones while stroking her own stomach. Yoga was very anxious with the behavior of the son and showered him with kisses on all parts of his face.

"Nr ...!! Dad was hungry too. Come on, let's go down and enjoy the breakfast that Mother has made," take Yoga who is embraced by the adorable boy.

Yoga lowered Raga and took her hand and took her and his wife by hugging her waist from the side. The three of them came out of the room and kept the door wide open.

Usually, Mbak Indah or Bibi Asih will soon come and replace Nara to take care of Gana, while Nara accompanies her husband and eldest son to breakfast in the dining room.

"Honey, I'll have a meeting with Mas Alam. We will have lunch together at one of the cafes near the apartment that will be inaugurated. You don't have to take lunch to the office. I'll go home and enjoy your cooking from there."

Finished breakfast together, Nara drove her husband to the front where Pak Budi was ready with his car. Meanwhile, after kissing his father's hand Raga returned to the room and played with Mbak Indah while looking after her baby sister.

"Yes, Mas. I'll keep it ready at home for you. Give my regards to Mr. Alam." Nara releases her arms around Yoga's waist and kisses her husband's hands in reverence.

"Your greetings I won't say, dear. I don't like watching you give attention to men other than me." Yoga's face turned resolute making Nara shocked and almost apologized to Yoga.

"I'm just kidding, honey. I'll never be angry and I'll always believe you." Yoga showed a smile on his face.

Nara who heard him immediately pinched her husband's stomach and made the man pretend to be in pain to tease his wife again.

"You're scaring me, Mom."

Yoga stroked his wife's pouting face and kissed her cheeks in turn and ended with a long kiss on her beloved woman's forehead.

"I'm sorry, honey. Give me your smile, and I'll leave." Yoga rubbed his wife's head affectionately until Nara showed her sweet smile again.

"Happy work, Mom. The three of us are waiting for you at home." Yoga nodded and smiled.

"Work honestly and sincerely so that your work is always a blessing for our family."

"Definitely, Honey. I love you!"

Before turning around and stepping, Yoga left a lightning kiss on Nara's lips until the woman retreated backwards in shock and embarrassment because there was Pak Budi not far from them.

"I'll go first." Yoga rubbed the head of Nara who followed him before entering and closing the car door.

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"Al, you didn't have lunch?" Rendy looked into Alya's open room and found the woman still sitting behind the table.

"A little while, Ren. You're okay first." Alya answered and glanced at her good friend and then looked down and finished some of the files the nurse would bring back to the administration.

"May I just wait? We get down together later," Rendy asked and remained standing in the doorway waiting for an answer from the woman she loved.

Alya nodded and let the bone doctor in and sat down before him. The nurse who was originally standing next to Alya began to distract him by tidying up the examination gurney and reassuring the cleanliness in the room.

Rendy noticed Alya's serious-looking face and focused with the important sheets of paper in front of her. Nothing has changed according to him. Alya still showed the same attitude as she had known all along.

Thank you for not changing your attitude towards me, Al. You didn't avoid me even though he filled your heart back with your old love.

Rendy looked around the table which was still filled with piles of files of patient medical history that had been handled by Alya for three hours of practice in the morning. Also seen by her cell phone belonging to Alya is placed on the right edge of the table right next to the vase of flowers.

Rendy had already turned her head and was about to circulate her gaze in another direction, as her tail caught something unusual around Alya's work desk. Urung changed direction, his gaze was back on an object that he had never seen before was there.

Why is there this thing here now? Did he bring it himself from home? Or ...?

Before the question in his heart grew more and more, the friendly and unpretentious man again found something beside the thing he had seen earlier. A small pink piece of paper that resembles a greeting card.

Despite being overturned from the direction of his seat, Rendy could still spell out the row of words written on the small card. He also read the initials of the sender's name which he could easily guess who it was.

It turned out that she was smart enough to give a vase of fresh flowers to put on Alya's desk. He wants to always be seen and remembered by Alya, even in the midst of busy work all day. Just a little attention, but it's very deep in the heart.

Again Rendy could only smile bitterly. There was a slice of pain that he felt back in his heart. All this time, he had never given such attention to Alya, even though he had so many opportunities to do so.

I thought too much about how to express my feelings to you, forgetting to give you this kind of surprise and attention. If only I had done it, could it be that your heart would also be moved and a little open to giving me a chance, Al?

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