Rahim Nayra For Naura

Chapter 71

"Ra, don't you want to eat? All have been gathered together at the dining table," said Nita who only raises a little head on the sidelines of the door slightly open.

While Naura was still struggling with her blankets, she felt very lazy to get out of bed.

"I'm lazy, Nit, first of all," said Naura.

"Well, don't yell dong, Ra." Nita opened the door wider, she entered the room occupied by herself and Naura. "When else can we have fun like this, Ra? Not once a year is it." Nita scowled in annoyance.

"How many people came?" ask Naura later.

"Ian, Vely, Gilang, Chitra, same Arsen."

"Who's the guy?" naura asked with a frown that furrowed deeply when she heard the last name Nita mentioned, the name was quite foreign to her and she felt she had no schoolmate named Arsen.

"Arsen" answered Nita. "His cousin Ian, he's not our schoolmate. But Ian said he wanted to come, wanted to know us - we said," said Nita at length. Naura just nodded in understanding, without commenting on the presence of Arsen who was very foreign to her.

"Let's join, Ra, we're here to have fun," exclaimed Nita later.

"Yes yes," Naura finally relented, lazily revealing her blanket and crawling down from the bed.

They rushed to the dining table where their friends had gathered.

"Aren't you curious about Arsenio, Ra?" nita asked half a whisper.

"Arsenio? Who?" Naura asked back even the woman's forehead was again wrinkled deeply.

"Loh, just a few seconds ago I told you that Arsen is Ian's cousin, Ra," exclaimed Nita astonished.

"You said Arsen, not Arsenio," said Naura who made Nita instantly gaping.

"And his long name is Arsenio, his nickname is Arsen, Ra."

"Why are you talking about me?"

Naura and Nita immediately turned their heads when they heard the bass voice of a man, when Nita realized it was Arsen, she just grinned while Nuara put on her flat face.

"Why? Do you admire me?" Arsen raised his eyebrows while smiling sweetly, making Naura feel amused herself.

Naura hastened her steps towards the dining table. "Why your friend?" ask Arsen. "His face is flat, like a board."

"It's okay, it's the guy" replied Nita.

"Its Ian said he's a twin, is that not Naura but her twin?"

"Ck!" Nita immediately clucked and looked at Arsen in annoyance.

"Naura's return is now in Australia."

"Oh yeah? Whynot? Work?

"Married!"

"Oh, why doesn't Naura come to her own sister's wedding?"

"Because the one who married Naura's ex-husband, Raka!"

"Huh?"

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Ms. Irna was still amazed at how Raka treated Nayra and how her daughter was spoiled towards Raka.

He really just found out the side of Nayra that he rarely saw.

"He's moving here." Nayra carries Raka's hand to the side of her abdomen, where the fetus in her abdomen begins to move very actively.

Currently Nayra is sleeping in bed with Raka's thighs. Nayra only wore a thin shirt and revealed the shirt to her chest. Nayra showed off her big belly to the

"What's kicking?" whispered Raka while rubbing Nayra's stomach.

Raka brought her face closer to the wife's stomach, kissed her belly and said, "Hello, papa's son. Why are you kicking? Do you want to be a footballer?"

Nayra laughed at the husband's question. "What if she's a girl?"

"Isn't there a female ball player?" Raka looked at the wife with sadness. "Whatever her gender and whatever her hobbies are, I want us to support her. Okay?"

Nayra immediately nodded with excitement.

"I want to go to the bathroom for a while, honey, want to pee," said Nayra while grinning which made Raka also laugh.

"Should I take you?" tease her.

"May, all the cement until it's over." Nayra replied that samil poked Raka's cheek in anxiety.

Holding her waist which began to hurt, Nayra rushed to the bathroom. While Raka is now down to meet her parents who are gathering below.

"Where's nayra, Raka?" ask Ms. Irna.

"Again in the room, Ma," answered Raka, he landed his butt on a round sofa that only fit one person.

"Oh yes, Mama wants to ask," said Ms. Irna while glancing up the stairs, while Raka just raised the tip of her eyebrows. "Is Nayra spoiled like this because she's pregnant or is she spoiled?"

Raka's pupils widened to hear the question, of course she was confused to have to answer because Raka herself only knew Nayra very closely when the woman was pregnant. In fact, Raka felt she should have asked her in-laws that way because she was Nayra's mother. He knows Nayra inside out.

"Why did Mama ask that?" Raka asked back.

"On his past Nayra never acted spoiled, he also never whined anything to us" said Ms. Irna.

Raka was silent for a moment, trying to remember Nayra's attitude first. "While now, Mama sees she's spoiled and can even whine like a child."

"Which Mama saw that it was nothing," cried Raka then while chuckling. "Nayra is not only spoiled, but he is actually also grumpy, easy to sulk, irritable but also very easy to melt."

Ms. Irna smiled faintly, for some reason now she felt she did not recognize Nayra anymore. Or maybe ... actually that's what Nayra is, only she doesn't know that?

"And that's what makes me love to die with him," added Raka who made Ms. Irna also touched.

"That's right," Bi Mita continued. "I didn't know Nayra very well, which I saw she was quiet, calm and sweet. But after getting to know her, it turns out she's so." The middle-aged woman laughed to herself as expectations about Nayra shot far away.

Ms. Irna laughed even though the laughter seemed bland, somehow she felt that there was a hole in her heart after learning that others understood her daughter more than she did, the mother who conceived and gave birth to her.

Simultaneously, there was the sound of Nayra's scream currently standing at the end of the stairs.

"Raka?"

"What's up, honey?" sahut Raka's.

"Hold me down, I'll fall because suddenly my legs are a little cramp" exclaimed Nayra even in a very spoiled tone.

Without refuting a bit, Raka also approached the wife and she memapah Nayra very slowly.

"You are very kind, understanding, '' said Nayra.

"How else, rather than you sulking," seduced Raka put on a face as if he had to obey Nayra's will.

"Raka!" nayra's whining is upset.

"Yes, honey, I'm here."

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