Naura Keyra

KN_ Pelakor Seed

Due to the males of most dramas, skip aja

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I blinked as I felt the slow movements of the person I was hugging. Slowly my eyelids opened. I looked at the man who lay comfortably beside me, this man who had been with me for ten years and held the title of Queensha Keyra Naura's husband.

Time passes quickly, right? I didn't even think my marriage to Afka would soon be in its eleventh year. Unexpectedly, a small accident used to make me and he was tied in a wedding rope bond and was able to survive until now. I stroked her hair softly.

While waiting for him to wake up, I noticed the wide open window of the room. The wind came into my room and hit my skin mercilessly. Afka at a glance, my husband's hair was a little flying to make him frown. And soon his eyelids opened.

"Hae cok," her hoarse broom made me chuckle softly without any intention of getting angry. Afka is still the same as it used to be, silly and humorous. A little mature since he entered the head of three.

"Semalem said Auntie, you don't eat, Ra?" Ask him to make sure.

I blinked twice, "Son laper, the inn wants to vomit if you eat."

"You pregnant?" The hard screech shocked me.

Getting pregnant? Of course I'm shaking. "Just yesterday I finished mens, Af."

He scratched his nape while grinning. "She forgot, I just broke my fast." Say him while yawning. I remember last night he came home late at night and immediately took me to fight in bed. "Cold," he said again as he pulled up the blanket to cover his naked body.

At first glance about Afka, he is a man who works as a surgeon and owner of the largest bakery in Jakarta. He did not continue in the footsteps of Cakra's father who until now still feels at home as CEO in his company.

He is ambitious, well Afka ambitious. He spent his youth with the goal of how to achieve his goals as a doctor. I was so salute to his brain that I used to slight him.

He's a genius, a genius.

I lowered my head as I pressed down on my stomach, and I felt her warm breath being sucked naked. "This is Papa's son wants to be yes?"

I saw her eyes twinkle on me.

I wish I was, but I doubt it. So many years he and I were expecting a child, but until now we have not been given a chance to have a baby.

"I'll go to the bathroom first."

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Leaving Afka who looks will still be wrapped in her blanket.

I dropped my body on the bath after filling the warm water and lighting the therapeutic scent candle. My eyes were closed enjoying the warm water soaking half my body.

Afka's question was so sensitive in my ears. Maybe by soaking in warm water, can calm my heart and mind a little.

"Kids?" I mumbled.

For 10 more years we have patiently waited for God to give up the trust to have children. And during that time my husband and I closed their eyes and ears because of people's speech.

Now I'm afraid, afraid that my husband will beat me when my heart has fallen too deep for it.

He said he loved me, but love can be lost in time, right?

Afka is not perfect, but many plus points that make himself as a typical dream husband. He's a surgeon and his face is very pleasing to the eye. If he divorces me, there are certainly a lot of women out there who are after him. That fact makes me worse. I who used to not care about people's speech, now inversely proportional and like to blame myself.

Speaking of children, five years ago my husband and I were advised by Mother Reva. He advised us to adopt a small child for 'fishing'. But Afka didn't want to, she said :

"No need Bun, I'm the same wife I'm enjoying alone together. Later if you have been given yes thank will not refuse."

But I know that his little heart wants a child. It was very clear when we attended the reunion of Traavo and SMK alumni. My husband always looked at his friends' children with sparkling eyes.

The transparent bathroom door slid to the side, showing Afka, wearing only her boxer pants, yawning as she walked towards me. I closed my eyes as soon as he entered the bath.

"Again?" Ask him ambiguous. I stared at the gair*h spot in his eyes.

Holy hooch!

I held his hand that had spread everywhere. "You've got a 9 o'clock schedule, don't fuck around!" He ignored and continued squeezing what could be squeezed. "Nr..."

"We take a shower together."

I rolled my eyes. "I can't, I have to cook for breakfast too."

I chose to end my show. And immediately woke up without wearing a thread. I grabbed a towel and I wrapped it into my slender body. Then I came out of the bathroom leaving Afka alone.

"This cheesy anyink is birds!"

I chuckled at her swearing. I took a black knee-length blouse and put it on. I decorate myself in front of the mirror while pulling my long hair.

I rushed to the kitchen to cook something.

Since Afka became a surgeon, the house which was once only one floor has been enlarged and now becomes 3 floors. I feel lonely, really. Because my sister-in-law no longer lives here because Nana is already the wife of Rivan Aditama.

Reportedly now, Nana is pregnant with the fruits of her love with Rivan, making me happy and envious.

Can I be envious? Nana and Rivan just got married 6 months ago, and have been given a baby.

While me?

I rubbed my watery eyes when I realized there was one of my servants here.

"I made spaghetti. If Madam wants something, let me make it." Say Bi Asri while approaching the sink and wash her hands there. "What kind of breakfast do you want?"

I took a few eggs from the refrigerator, then turned to Bi Asri and shook her head slowly. "Cuman made Bi omelette, let me just."

"Udah years of marriage, barren times Madame Keyra her."

I heard those loud whispers coming from the kitchen door. I looked back, the two Bi Asri children were looking at me contemptuously and pretending to do their work like sweeping and cleaning the room.

Bi Asri had already looked at his two children, they were five years younger than me and his language sounded very rude.

"Well I'm Mr. Rafka's wife, she must be happy!"

"Haha how is it possible! He will definitely choose me over you!"

Again and again both managed to provoke my anger. "You guys here work a salary not to gossip about something!" My bickering is hard. "Don't be sassy by the way! I'm not a good person and could have kicked you both out of here!"

Ani and Ane the identical twins immediately lowered their heads and apologized to me. But I knew that his second lip was about to curse my name. Obviously the arrival of those two young girls could always make me go up in blood.

Ganjen, hemp,

Plain skirt, plain,

And the last one likes to insult me.

They don't know? I can monitor the activities of the workers in this house from the CCTV screen. Stupid, gossiping in my neighborhood? Pelakor seeds do not have shame.

"I'm sorry for my children, ma'am. I promise I'll further remind my two children to keep boundaries." Said Bi Asri and only I replied with a nod.

I continued my cooking. When I finished, I put my ass on the chair while waiting for my husband to come.

I remembered Ani's words earlier, am I really a barren woman? Indeed, all this time I have never checked myself into a doctor, because I am afraid if the presumption of people around me is right. I'm a barren woman!

 

I felt my temples and lips wet from someone's actions. Afka with a distinctive grin width greet the surface of my skin, I immediately thrust a plate containing omelets on him.

"I'm going to see the end of Ipang, okay?"

Afka stopped her chewing and nodded without looking at me. "A late single, Ra? He was in Amsterdam when he didn't find the right girl?"

"Say he wants to focus on college." Say how. "A month ago he told me about breaking up with Shahila. I don't know why they could be," I ate my omelets solemnly. Not getting a reply from Afka, I looked up.

Afka's neck muscles seem to tighten, I'm confused, why is the reaction so?

"Why?" Ask her.

"Father."

"You go to the hospital, I let you go to Ipang's office."

Afka made no sound, until a few minutes later she said.

"You've never looked at Old Man ‘kan?"

I looked at him with my eyebrows linked. "Earlier. Cakra's father wanted to see his son and daughter-in-law."

"Naura-"

"Mother in nature there is not happy to see her proud son gini, Afka. Look at Daddy, huh? He misses you."

Afka did not answer but helped me stand up. He asked me to tidy up his tie, so I said. "Your white jazes are made in the hospital ok? I go first bye," I kissed her thin cheeks and passed away leaving Afka who was smiling strangely.

POV Author

"You don't want to have children, so Ra's taking the Pill?" Rafka's jaw hardened staring at the wife's departure. He had been trying to keep his emotions in front of Keyra so that there was no quarrel like before.

Just after Keyra went to the kitchen, Rafka found a bottle of pregnancy-preventing pills in her bedroom nightstand drawer. So all this time only himself expected the presence of a child while his wife did not?

"Year of my efforts you wasted Ra! You can kill our future children with that si@lan pill!"

Rafka doubts Keyra's feelings for her. Ah yes Rafka to forget, if during building a household with Keyra, his wife never said love or affection to him. Only Rafka often said those words.

Rafka called the two Bi Asri children flatly. "After my wife gets home, don't let her do anything. Cook healthier foods than ever before. "

The two maids nodded calmly. Ani and Ane's faces were already flushed hearing Rafka's slightly taut voice. After her master passed, the two women pranced prancing pleasure.

" Yes we succeeded Brother!" Ani exclaimed in excitement. "Mas Rafka thinks Keyra is hitting haha!"

Servers don't know themselves. Both of them were listening from behind the kitchen door. They were happy because their scheming went well.

Making Rafka hate Keyra, what else?

Bi Asri looked at his two daughters from a distance wistfully. He wanted to ban his two children's plans, but he also wanted one of his twins to feel happy. By marrying Rafka whose family has long been respected.

Some people like Rafka certainly need a successor, while his wife can not give a baby. It was not wrong if Bi Asri hoped?

Characteristics of hypocrites.

Ane commented with a sly smile, "Hopefully take that Pill, let's not get pregnant with my future husband's child!"

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