Take Me Off

I WON'T TAKE OFF | 55

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Nayra opened her phone. Make sure the address is correct.

"With Nayra's mother?" a well-dressed woman stepped closer. Nayra hesitated.

"Let's come with me Ma'am, Madam and Mr. Matteo are waiting for you inside" the woman said, pointing the way.

Nayra smiled clumsily. His feet began to step following the woman in front of him. A door with a VIP script opened very wide, visible both Bara's parents and a small child. The little boy was visibly focused with a cup of ice cream in his hand.

"Please come in, Miss." After letting Nayra in, the woman whispered something in the ear of a woman that Nayra thought was Madame Matteo.

"Go away." after getting an order from her superior, the woman left Nayra who was suddenly tremored to find the sharp gazes of the two people.

The woman cast a look of disdain at him, while the man looked at her with an indecipherable look.

"You don't sting" the man who was holding a little boy said coldly.

Nayra gulped her saliva, still not daring to do anything other than stand up like a display statue.

"Here you go, sit down." Then Nayra sat down after getting permission from the man.

"Previous, I'm Matteo, Daddy Bara. And beside me was Sheila, my wife." explained the man in a firm and cold tone. Nayra had even been sweating coldly as the man's voice lingered in her ears. Cold, firm, and authoritative, in stark contrast to Bara which is temperament, and explosive.

The woman named Sheila was upset to see her husband. "You're too long-winded, Math." exclaimed Sheila with a flushed face, holding back anger.

Sheila took out a piece of paper, which was then thrust towards Nayra. "Just write down the nominal you want, and stay away from my son." Sheila continued.

Nayra's heart suddenly warmed to hear the woman's words. "Sorry Auntie, it seems I can't accept it." declined Nayra subtly.

"You're so arrogant apparently." Sheila laughed blandly. His heart was troubled by Nayra's rejection. "Why don't you want to accept it? Did that married man make you fall in love, until you rejected my offer?" sheila Scorn.

Matteo was still silent, listening. The man will be a hindrance if his wife does things that can harm her family's good name.

"Wedded man? Mean Aunt?" ask Nayra.

"Don't pretend not to understand. You are not stupid to understand my words. Do I need to explain in detail hm?" sheila asked with a sinister smile on her lips.

Nayra squeezed the phone in her hand. All the prejudices to Bara are they true? The picture he had seen, was it his wife? those questions appeared so deep in his mind.

"I really don't understand, what does Auntie mean?" nayra.

Sheila exhaled a rough breath. "In addition to destroying people's households, it turns out you are also really stupid. Is your skill just teasing my son? You didn't even investigate it first." - Hina Sheila.

Nayra's heart was as if in a crumb hearing a mocking tone coming out of the woman's lips. Household destroyer people? Whose household does that woman mean? What is the Bara household? Somehow his heart suddenly tightened if it is true Bara has married.

"Here you go, quickly write down the nominal you want, and leave my son." Sheila pushed the piece of paper and the pen back to Nayra.

"Wait, can Aunt explain everything. Sa-I really don't understand." Nayra nervously held back a cry.

Exhaling a rough breath. Sheila finally explained everything to Nayra. "My son Bara is married." then pause for a bit. "And this little boy is his son, my first granddaughter from Bara and Devina" Sheila pointed at Devano who was still cool with his ice cream.

"So please, you stay away from my son." continued Sheila sharply.

Nayra nodded slowly. Trying to keep her tears from falling now. At this time his self-esteem felt in the stampede to find the reality that exists. It was only fitting that the woman looked disgusted as she looked at him.

Nayra took a deep breath. Trying to control his heart so as not to get crushed. Slowly his outstretched hand picked up the check that was right in front of him.

Sheila who saw Nayra take the check smiled satisfied. But his smile suddenly disappeared as the girl instead tore it into a formless little sheet.

"You-" Sheila stood up to slap Nayra, but her movements were quickly outmatched by Matteo who had already blocked her arm first.

"Calm down, you scare Devano away." whispered Matteo right in his wife's ear.

Sheila exhaled a rough breath. The woman sat back down, looking at her granddaughter who was also looking at her.

"Oma, why are you angry?" ask Devano.

"Oma's not angry, baby." Sheila dipped the shoots at Devano many times.

"You go out first, ask Devano to play outside. Let Mas do the talking." said Matteo in a commanding tone as usual.

"But, Mas-" Sheila was about to protest. But seeing the sharp gaze that her husband cast, finally made Sheila nod obediently. "Jude, I'm out. Come on baby, let's pick up the ice cream again." Sheila asked her granddaughter. Devano looked happy, the boy even screeched at the offer from Omanya.

After Sheila and Devano came out. Now his focus is on Nayra. The girl in front of him was still silent, with reddened eyes like holding back a cry.

"If you don't want money, then what

you actually want to stay away from my son?" matteo asked casually but it sounded like a threat in his ear.

"I don't want anything. Whether it's money, jewelry, or a vacation ticket, Om doesn't have to give anything, because after this, I promise to stay away from Bara as much as I can." promised Nayra.

Matteo. "Get this, if you ever change your mind, you can call me right away." Matteo now gives Nayra a new check. The check is empty, just write a few nominal numbers only, the check can be immediately disbursed.

Nayra shook her head, refusing the check for the second time. "No need, Om. I will never change my mind. Without that check I would stay away from your son as much as I could."

After saying that, there came a creaking of the chair from the direction of Nayra. Matteo looked at Nayra with a hard-to-understand look.

"Then I'll go home" said Nayra politely.

Matteo nodded, squeezing the check, which was immediately thrown into the trash. Upon seeing the girl leave, Matteo screeched cynically.

"Based on a hypocritical girl." sizzled Matteo.

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