Naura Keyra

Rafka, Erosion Or Mark?

Leaning through:v

..._When that comfort has existed. Do not look for other comforts that are not necessarily there_...

"Let's see, the ring I gave you, where?"

Erosion grabbed Keyra's hand while looking at Keyra disappointed. But the man's smile was still reflected in his lips. "Korah you don't use. Just the day we met, I'd cake a bag person nagging you." He said while laughing.

"Erosion." Call Keyra until Erosion releases the woman's hand. "You said we just knew. So it's better if you pull again a quiet speech."

"I'm looking for a wife, Key."

"Search for the same love you, which can make you comfortable and certainly know you from a long time."

"It's not me yet, Key. Have you been told to back off?" Keyra laughed as Erosion broke out for what reason. The man's laughter rubbed off on him. "Why, I feel comfortable with you." He stared at Keyra's goal.

"I don't like leaning in."

Erosion broke again. "God because of age? Or because you're still a former gamonan?" Erosion speech that feels ambiguous in the ear of Keyra.

"Huh what do you mean?"

"Still in love with Bang Rafka, hm?" His god then his eyes circled to observe the terrace of the lonely Late house.

"I love men" said Keyra, staring at the bead of Erosion.

"The eyes can't boong, baby Keyra." The man patted the top of Keyra's head while smiling broadly. "When you have time and want to tell me your problems, I'm always ready Key."

Keyra hissed slowly then nodded stiffly. Goddamnit! Why do these droves in front of him can know about his gamonan anyway? Keyra thought a little upset.

"I'm home, Key. Early can rampage see me here, have a good day."

After Erosion returned home without entering the Final house, Keyra rushed to his room and he was immediately treated to a man and Milan who were staring at him on the bed.

Keyra snorted exasperatedly. "Milan here, have you had breakfast?"

Milan who heard Keyra's voice instantly got up and hugged the woman's waist. "Aunte where to? Milan kangen," whined Milan to Keyra stroked his son's mane.

"Aunty?" Keyra and Milan spontaneously looked at the approaching Rafka. "She's your Mama Milan, call Mama."

The new ending went into Keyra's room, along with pissing. "Did you barge into Keyra's room?" Tanya End while shaking her waist looked at Rafka.

"Gue wants to bring Milan home, with his Mama."

"Stop!!! Milan don't want to come with Papa! Milan wants to be here with Daddy, Mommy, Tifa and Aunt." Milan hugged Keyra tightly.

What does Keyra feel? Of course tired not playing. In his carrying Milan's body then brought the boy into Tiffany's messy room. Keyra took down Milan beside Tiffany who was still asleep with the position of the bar-bar.

"Auntie don't go again!" Keyra's hand was blocked once he was about to come out for a drink.

Keyra turned around, then gathered to face Milan. He rubbed the soft corner of Milan's watery eyes. "Auntie ain't leaving again. Do you want to go to sleep or what?"

"Milan is going to sleep. Sleepy waiting for Aunt not back and forth. Milan can't go to school today?"

Keyra nodded small. Slowly he enveloped Milan who still looked at his face. "You rest, his face is still ugly and you'll be afraid."

"Aante! Milan is not ugly!"

Keyra's smile expands. The woman rubbed Milan's hair and exited the room to the living room that had been occupied by Rafka and Akhir.

"What else do you want?"

"You, I want you to go back to me, Ra," Rafka said. Her brown netra meets a look with the amber bead Keyra. Rafka muttered softly, "sorry I'm Naura."

"So late, I'm gonna fix everything." Grunts Rafka tired.

The end saw Rafka concerned. "Gini, if you're really serious about Keyra, divorce Shahila! I wouldn't want Keyra to be branded as an actor by the public out there!"

"The end!" Keyra protest directly.

"I'm processing from earlier," replied Rafka made Keyra glare and End smiled happily.

"Why do you two take things for granted about divorce anyway? You don't think what the impact is on the children involved?

Just the division of the brain is the same heart, I'm sure you two are not divided, right? It's a dog!"

"Naura!"

"Keyra!"

Keyra closed his mouth that mocked. His head was darting backwards hoping that little boys like Milan and Tiffany wouldn't hear his voice. The woman immediately heaved a sigh of relief then fixed her sitting position.

"Key-- Mark called me. He said your number was hard to connect with, "the initial sound coming from the kitchen made the three of them immediately look at the woman who was half-running towards Keyra. "He's going to Jakarta tomorrow!"

The end looked at his wife cynically. "You're cheating, get ready and I'm fucking up."

"Astaghfirullah sinned you Hereafter!"

Keyra ignored Rafka who looked at him sharply let alone the morning debate between End and Beginning. He began to greet Mark who immediately invaded himself with a series of sentences. Keyra smiled faintly and started to reply.

"The kids are invited too?"

"...."

"Later to know Milan, he must have a funny brother like Kannika and Daniel."

"..."

"Good 2 days huh? Gapapa anyway, a lot of rest, children also can not be too you bridle to learn."

"..."

"Your Indonesian accent is getting smoother, Mark. I'm proud to have been the teacher of a doctor like you." Keyra tucked her hair behind her ear. His expression like that pissed Rafka half to death.

The man gulped his saliva rough. 'Mark who is the dog?!' The man's his fizz twisted his memory last night when Keyra mentioned the name 'Mark' several times'.

Rafka got up and walked out of the room without saying anything. When the man's car was heard moving from the terrace area of the house, Keyra, End and Beginning immediately looked up at Rafka's annoyed expression.

"Choose a two-child widower, a married man or a virgin guy, Key?" Keyra gasped at the initial whisper. The woman laughed and asked End of the room to help her husband get ready for the office.

"You can choose, I choose Afka." Inner monologues. "But I can't, Al!"

Keyra disconnects the phone as soon as Mark's permission is about to see his patient. The woman smiled wryly, looking at the jealousy that seemed to flare up in Rafka's eyes.

"Can I be happy to see an ex jealous?"

...TBC...

mls nulis

anju keyra tasty bat surrounded papa sugar, where doctors all over again. HALU!

gini way, klo klu keyra so sad woman:v

gk nymbung, typo n gaje, hmpura.

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