My Husband Duda Kaya Tajir Twist

Mr. Raka Kumara

"Czech," the sound of the doorknob.

Naya looked at the back of the man who was standing straight in front of the door.

"Sorry..." Lirih Naya and the man looked over. "Pak Raka," Naya is surprised to see Raka coming to her house.

"Why did you open the door for so long?" Raka asked with an annoyed look.

Naya smiled sweetly, a feeling of fear enveloped her heart especially now that there was only Raka and herself at home.

"Why did he come to my house?" Naya asked in her heart.

"I'm afraid that the bad guys are coming, I'm home alone" Naya replied in a soft voice.

Raka really did not think, Naya could think like that. "Where are criminals as handsome as I am," Raka boasted of her.

"What if criminals have to be ugly?" Naya replied with an annoyed look.

Raka snorted in annoyance, was the little girl in front of him asking herself to argue? This is very interesting for Raka.

"What, you didn't tell me to come in?" Tanya Raka who had been feeling hot from earlier.

Naya shook her head. "There's no one at home, so Mr. Raka's outside!" Naya answered so innocently.

Raka can only shake his head, is this girl this innocent? What if no one is home? Naya's brain is so perverted, she's afraid something will happen between her and Raka Kumara.

"Sorry Mr Raka, what's going on in my house?"Ask Naya so carefully.

"I just wanted to take you to lunch together" replied Raka. Without waiting for approval from Naya Raka immediately pulled Naya's hand just like that. "Sir, my door is not closed yet!" Naya is very upset with Raka, Raka stops her footsteps and she goes to close the door of Naya's house.

"I'm closed, now I'm having lunch!" Raka said again without Naya's consent.

"What a father, he loves to force." Naya snorted in annoyance.

"Don't call me father or Mr. Raka, 'cause I opened your papa! Call me Mas Raka!" Raka looked at Naya with a meaningful look.

Raka's gaze made Naya feel scared.

"His gaze was so perverted," Naya's inner self in her heart.

"Naya, call me mas!" Tell Raka a second time.

"Yes Mas Raka," Naya answered briefly.

Raka takes Naya to a restaurant for lunch. Actually Naya felt lazy especially Raka always forced, but how else? If Naya refused also free stocky hand Raka also already pulled her tiny hand.

Arriving at a restaurant, Raka and Naya sit next to each other. Raka orders food for herself as well as for Naya.

"Why suddenly take me to lunch, mas?" Naya chirps with laziness.

"Why indeed? Can't I take you to lunch with me?" Instead of answering Raka asked back.

"Is it worth asking and asking?" He muttered with gibberish.

Raka smiled wryly, she saw the look on Naya's face.

"So she looks so adorable." The mind in the heart.

Naya just kept quiet, she was too lazy to ask Raka again. Moreover, Raka was asked instead of answering but instead asked back.

After some time finally their order food came, now they enjoy lunch together with pleasure.

In Naya's heart, Naya felt happy let alone looking at the food that was in front of her at this moment.

"Maybe I just eat leftover food but today I can eat at a fancy restaurant," Naya smiled in her heart.

"Why are you silent? Eat, do you not like the food I ordered? Can I order another meal?" Raka asked, seeing that Naya had just been quiet and not touching her food.

Naya shook her head slowly, she smiled at Raka. "Don't worry, Naya likes to eat it." Answer Naya in a soft tone.

"If, I ask this girl to be my wife. Will he be with me who is a widower?" Tanya Raka in her heart.

Naya stopped eating because she felt uncomfortable, especially from earlier Raka continued to look at her with a meaningful gaze.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" Ask Naya carefully.

"It's okay," Raka continued eating.

After both of them had finished eating, Raka sent Naya home.

On the way to Naya's house, they just keep quiet with each other. But Raka's eyes once glanced at Naya's pretty face.

"What, can I have it?" Raka's heart was doubtful.

Naya smiled as she looked at the beautiful view of the road this afternoon.

"It's usually stuck once, but today it's not." Naya smiled, she understood the streets there especially every day Naya always passed by when selling traveling cakes.

"His smile, making my heart melt is so sweet" Raka murmured in her heart.

"Maybe today the streets are on our side" Raka said.

"It's all there is" Naya chuckled.

Seeing Naya laugh makes Raka's heart frown.

"She just laughed, but that alone made my heart frown." Raka laughed in her heart.

Raka recalled that when she was married to Elina first, it seemed like Raka had never felt like this and was as bad as this.

"Nay, I'll call you Nay." Weltap Raka and nodded by Naya.

Turns out a widower like me can still be this sweet with a little girl who is still a dozen years old. Basic Raka Kumara, however I have to get Naya completely.

Raka refocused on driving, arriving in front of Naya's house. Raka stops her car, she goes down first and opens the car door for Raka.

Both eyes perfectly rounded, seeing Naya get off in Raka Kumara's luxury car.

"Naya, who's with you? Brave the boy, I'm not home but he's gone with a man." Ratih looked at Naya with such a sharp gaze.

Evan's eyes follow the direction of his mother's eyes, Evan smiles to see Naya along with the men.

"What a handsome man that was with Naya, was she his lover?" Evan asked, and was immediately stared fiercely by Ratih.

"Stop that ngawur mind of yours, Van. She could have gone with a man!" Ratih's gaze grew more fierce.

"Will she be like her mother? He wants to be with any man, "Inner Ratih in his heart.

"Why is ma? Naya also deserves to be happy ma, anyways if the man is good. What harm?" Evan said, he was very upset at his mother always did not like to see Naya happy.

Raka and Naya walk together, Naya's body shakes she looks surprised to see her mother and sister turned out to have come home and now they both stand at the door.

"Where are you? Who's that guy?" Ratih asked without further ado, his eyes filled with anger.

Naya felt fear even she lowered her head in front of her mother.

"Aren't Mom and Sis Evan coming home next week?" Naya's heart in her heart.

"Ma, let Naya in first!" Evan said, it could-can mama always make Naya afraid.

"Jawab Naya, who is this man!" Ratih almost pulled Naya's long hair but Raka's burly hands held her back.

"I was....."

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