Reaching the Miss (Daddy)

Reaching the Miss (Daddy)
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It's almost late the third night career women are still struggling in the meeting room. Nara, Khansa and Anita are discussing the company's broken engine and need special care.


They are considering whether to repair or buy the company's production equipment with a new one.


Angkasa group, which has been purchased by Nara CS with the help of Meira and Hilda, who are disguised as buyers, is now slowly starting to find new investors.


Idris himself does not know if the buyer of his company is his son-in-law and friends. All he knew, the current owners of Angkasa group were two foreign women he did not know.


"How's it?" Khansa asked without seeing Nara. The view is now focused towards the brightly lit laptop screen.


"He's good, but he has to rest. Can't be too tired"


"Sure, he just had an operation"


"Hmm" said Nara briefly.


"How does your mother-in-law behave?"


Hazel Nara's eyes, which had been staring at the book, now scanned her looking for Anita's netra.


"That's it" Nara closed the book she was reading. "I feel like I'm wrong"


Hearing her reply, Anita and Khansa compactly looked at Nara.


"What's wrong?" Ask Anita.


"He was still cold, as if he still could not accept me, he seemed to not accept if I too abandoned his children and grandchildren because of my work. She was also angry when I called her Mom, not Mom"


"Maybe he's still a prestige times, impliedly, he wants to be called your mother"


Nara and Anita glanced at Khansa simultaneously. "He lost heavily with you Na, he wants to apologize but his prestige is too big" continued Khansa steady.


Nara simply nodded while pursing her lips tightly


"So how do you plan to remeried the same mas Tama?" Ask Anita again.


"Maybe next week, it's just an ijab anyway, nothing to prepare"


"Hopefully this time Rania blesses your marriage"


"Aamiin"


They refocused on their deadlines. After a few minutes, Nara spoke again.


"My father-in-law doesn't know yet, if now the Space is already ours?"


"Obviously Na, she knew Meira and Hilda as her owners, she also did not know that they were my sister and her sister Anita"


"Till when you hide this from them"


"Later if Angkasa has changed its name. Now we just focus on developing this company" Nara answered Anita's question.


"Assynogaic"


Suddenly a greeting sound came from a man cutting their conversation.


"Waalaikumsalam" the three answered while commenting on a smile.


"Well, Anita has been picked up, which means it's night" said Nara.


"Abang not only pick up Tata, but also pick you up"


The Emir said it as he walked towards Anita, pulled up a chair and sat down.


"It's night, isn't there tomorrow?"


"Again responsibility bang" Khansa cuek. "Anybody invited him to the afternoon"


"Half ten of you said it was late afternoon?, you don't remember the kid at home?"


"They're the same daddy bang"


"Not much protest, now pack your things, we go home"


"Don't forget, if it's about children, I can't protest" Sahut Nara while tidying the papers on the table.


After packing his belongings, they compactly stepped towards the parking area.


****


The Emir first escorted Nara to her in-laws' house. As soon as he arrived, he immediately opened the car door and exited after saying goodbye to his two friends.


"Still bang" said Nara slightly bowed her body.


"OKs. Go straight home Na, greetings to Tama Sama Ara"


"OKs. Careful"


Before turning the steering wheel to turn around, the Emir honked his horn while Nara nodded in response. The car slowly moved away until it shrank from the view of Nara who was still standing in front of the gate. He rushed in after the car completely disappeared unseen.____


Not had time to knock on the main door, Bik jum had already opened it. It seemed that he knew that Narah was coming home when he heard the sound of the roar of the car from the front of the house.


"Assalamu'alaikum bik"


"Girishal"


"Have you slept, bik?"


"It looks like they're non, they're already in each other's rooms"


"Where is Tama's room?"


"There is above the non" she said, raising her hand to point at the stairs.


Nara does not know where Tama's room is, because this is the first time she will enter her room.


"Chamber row number two of the non staircase"


Nara nodded with her lips together.


"Miss has dinner?"


"It has. I went straight up to the bik"


Inhaling a slow breath, he stepped up the stairs until he arrived at the door of the room.


"Assalamualaikum" Nara said as she opened the unlocked door.


Silence, there was no response from Tama. Nara circled the view all over the corner of the room, but there was no Tama there. Only Amara had fallen asleep.


Slowly, he closed the door again and turned to the left side. The figure of a man standing while playing cigarette smoke on a balcony was caught by his net.


"Mas Tama" said Nara then walked a few steps before sliding the glass door that connects the room with the balcony.


Hearing the sound of the door, Tama immediately looked back, the next second turned off a cigarette that was still a bit long by pressing the tip of the embers on the iron trellis.


"Home home?" tanynya then took out a hand from his pants pocket and received a helping hand Nara.


"Already"


"Home alone?"


"In between the Emir bang same Anita, Khansa"


"Eat already?"


"Had" answered Nara. "Mas already eaten?"


"Already"


"Have a shower?"


Tama shook her head. "You take a shower first"


"What's Ara naughty?" Instead of obeying her husband's orders, Nara asks Amara.


"No"


"He's troubling mas?"


"Does a parent feel bothered by their own child?" Back to asking. His hand rubbed the back of Nara's head. "Bring after that break"


Just now Nara stepped about three steps, Tama called out to her.


"Yes?" Nara.


"I've got everything ready, we're getting married in two days"


Nara flinched while staring at Tama full of clinging.


"Cock quiet? you don't want to marry me again?"


"How's mama?"


"He blesses us Na"


Swallowing saliva, Nara tightened her jaw.


"Did you know?"


"Obviously, he will be your guardian, even the first young man I ask permission"


"Okey" said Nara briefly.


They smiled in silence and exchanged looks. Until a few minutes later, Tama's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Nara's hand and pulled it to stick to her body. Tama's hands were coiled around his wife's waist.


With this close distance, the smell of cigarettes smelled strong in the smell of Nara made him wrinkle his nose.


"Why?" ask Tama when she realizes Nara with a different look.


"Don't approach Ara when the mas smells like this"


Tama immediately put her nose on the sleeve of the shirt after Nara said that, then smelled her body.


"I just smoked"


"But the smoke is already stuck in the gold shirt"


"Ok I'm sorry"


"Now let me go"


"Give me one kiss, after that I'll let you go"


When he hesitated, Narapun finally did it. He kissed Tama's lips.


When she was about to parse, Tama actually held her back and then gently snarled her. Nara's reflex opened her mouth and in that second the man also poked his tongue. The kiss they hadn't done in a long time, made her instantly drift away and forget everything.


"Don't think of anything, okay?" tama said after removing their lip link. "We will start from the beginning, no matter whether you agree or not, which is clear when I ask her permission to marry you again, she nods her head"


"Mas really still loves me?"


Tama responds with body language. Nodding her head was enough to make Nara understand the answer.


"You alone?" ask Tama back.


"Still, it's getting bigger"


Tama smiled before then kissed Nara's lips again after hearing her answer, giving lum* soft and flexible until passing minutes.


"Daddy same mommy why?"


Seconds, their lips were released. Tama and Nara both distanced themselves right when they heard the roaring voice of the princess.


"Lips eat lips? how does mom feel?"


Amara's question was like a hard slap for Nara. He petrified while digesting back his daughter's questions. Trying hard to think of the right answer in order to be understood by children who have not even turned seven years old.


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How are you???


How are you?? four days of break, uh break.the break continues and stops up. 😀😀