Oh My Fak Girl's

Episode 85's

The day has sunk into the night. Reva who had cleared herself felt her body more refreshed. Even though the night was getting late, Reva still could not close her eyes. Reva sat on the edge of her bed while flicking through Raka's picture book. All of them contained Reva paintings with various expressions. Seeing every scratch of Raka's hand in every painting, Reva believes Raka is really very talented at painting. Although he has not remembered anything, from the picture made by Raka he believes he passed through his childhood happily.

Reva's mind recalls the first time she met Raka. One meeting that began with a misunderstanding is now real never lost from his memory. Whether since when, all the things about Raka in his life at this time like reluctant for him to forget.

Reva got out of bed. He looked at every corner of his room that felt so sweet with a pink atmosphere. Various accessories typical of small girls with dolls lined up neatly on top of a small closet make the corner of Reva's lips singed a smile.

Reva took one of the dolls to feel the softness of the cotton thread and sat back on her bed hugging the teddy bear which Raka said was her favorite. When he was a teenager, he grew up to be a tomboy. With all the activities that are more inclined to the activities of boys. But since becoming an **** girl, as soon as the call from the beetles, she began to learn to be a sweet girl.

If only he could go back to that time, the time he forced himself to look fine without Adrian and the time where he showed Adrian that he could conquer men like anything, he said, maybe he would never choose to be someone who disgusted him.

Reva took a long breath. He realized, it was basically no one's fault. It was his choice, a stupid choice he would regret for the rest of his life.

Reva again recalled Alea's threat. A beautiful woman who according to Raka is her biological sister. Sometimes he still can not believe Reva is part of the Wijaya family because the family is too foreign to him.

“Alea, why can we meet like this? You even hated me before you knew who I was.” Muttered Reva who remembered the glare of the eyes did not like Alea when she looked at him.

Reva laid her body on her side. He looked at the teddy bear in front of him. Her hand gently caressed the doll.

“Do they gag ever know if I'm still alive?” he murmured again with doubt.

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This morning the kitchen and dining area is dominated by the world of beautiful women in this house. They look cool cooking a variety of dishes even though for breakfast usually Raka and Wira only eat oatmeal and a glass of milk or coffee. But this time, five special menus have been presented at the dining table.

“Emm.. This one is delicious re, mom likes.” Said Niken while widening his round eyes. He seemed to enjoy a tasting session of food whose whole is the work of Reva.

“And I told you tan, my cooking is delicious. It is only rarely cooked.” Cletuk Reva with a light laugh at the end of his sentence.

“You can aja.” Sahut Niken while pinched his favorite daughter's cheeks.

“Wah wah wah.. This morning we have a good breakfast nih.” The hero has arrived in the dining room with a fresh appearance different from usual.

Behind him looks Raka who is very neat with her work clothes. Reva looked downcast as Raka smiled at him. He felt Raka like the prince and himself was a potato, with an apron still wrapped around his body.

The hero landed a kiss on Niken's forehead like he used to do every day. Before long Raka also approached and intended to do the same to Reva but as fast as lightning Reva dodged and held Raka's face so as not to get closer.

“Yes re, just want nyium jidat doang kok..” protest Raka half whisper.

“Issshh you what the hell mas. Like that in front of om and aunt.” Timpal Reva who looks embarrassed on the two pairs of eyes that are staring at him. He tried to smile awkwardly.

“Rakaaa,, sit.” Speak with his baritone voice.

“Yes already pah, papah time can nyium mamah so, but I gag can.” protest Raka while smiling thinly at Reva.

“Yes already, tomorrow call penghulu yes, papah sama mamah get ready.” Cletuk Raka thoughtlessly, suddenly made Reva's face more red.

“Don't first, mommy has to take care of everything first. Just brought penghulu to home.” Niken seemed to not accept with a joke Raka. In his mind he had already designed a beautiful wedding for Raka and Reva. He does not want his dreams erased just like that.

“Yah mamah mah lama..” sahut Raka while wrapping his hands around the neck of the Reva level.

Unexpectedly, Reva pulled Raka's hand and nearly twisted it. “Aduduuhhh, re mercy re..” Raka grimaces in pain.

“Ya again mas raka weird-odd aja anyway.” Reva was still surprised.

“Do not pervert, I just want to open your apron.” Raka flicked Reva's forehead anxiously making the beautiful girl complain.

“Rakaaa, pain dong revanya..” bela Niken that seems to not accept. He even reflexively hit Raka's arm.

But Raka instead smiled as she rattled Reva's hair in a frenzy. He immediately pulled Reva's hand to sit next to him. In a few moments they started to enjoy their breakfast. Reva saw one by one the people in front of him.

“Today papah to gag office? There will be a shareholder meeting..” asked Raka between breakfast.

“Em... Today you take care. Papah want to see old friends.” Smile appears on the lips of the hero.

Raka just nodded in understanding. Looking at the spirited Hero today, a feeling of gratitude burst into Raka's chest. How not, the last few years Wira always moody even almost lost his life because of the disease he suffered. If you look at the cause, Raka believes it is because of her deep guilt in the Wijaya family. The sense of loss that is so deep also makes Wira for years not focused on taking care of the company. This is confirmed by the presence of Reva, since he learned the fact that Lana's beloved is still alive, it seems his life spirit increased 1000-fold. And Raka was very grateful.

“Re, today papah want to meet the Wijaya family. Can you come with me?” The question that was thrown from the mouth of Wira, suddenly made Reva's breath choked.

All attention was now on Reva who was silent with the question of Wira. I don't know what he's feeling right now, which he clearly doesn't feel ready for.  Reva ventured to look at the dense netra of Wira, as he used to do when he spoke to a manly man who was no longer young.

“What can I do if I still only want to be in this family? Rere still wants to strengthen himself om..” said Reva impliedly conveying his unpreparedness.

Hearing Reva's reply, Wira simply smiled. The thin lips came back saying words. “Sure, setting up a rere heart is the most important thing right now. Papah gag no problem.”

“Thank you, pah... mah..” For the first time the call came back heard from Reva's mouth.

Niken stared in disbelief. His eyes seemed to be glazed over at the call he so longed for.

“Honey...” clean Niken while hugging Reva's body from the side.

During this time Reva can only call Wira and Niken with the call om and aunt. But when he heard the last sentence from the mouth of the Hero, he felt that this family really loved him. Give her time and place to take care of her heart. Is there no greater feeling of affection than to feel that our feelings are cherished?

“Rere felt, all this still feels like a dream. Have a good papah, loving mom and a little annoying sister.” Reva glanced at Raka who was smiling. “Hearing that the Wijaya family is a rere family, making rere feel still not ready if one day rere should be in the middle of them and is away with this family. In addition, rere still wants to try to remember everything before rere says that rere is their daughter.” Reva's gaze turned to look at the teary-eyed Niken. “Thank you for always remembering rere. Even if it turns out that there are already gag in this world, but living in your heart, is more than enough.” Tukas Reva rubbed Niken's tears gently.

Niken grabs Reva's hand and kisses her gently. This little hand that used to be present in the middle of his lonely and bitter life, had now transformed into a beautiful hand that could wipe his cries gently.

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