Take Me Off

TAKE ME OFF | 78 END

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They traveled the world for a month. It is still unexpected that Bara brought him not only to France, but also they went to Europe, Korea, and Thailand.

"Zinc?" Bara asked.

"Banget." answered Nayra enthusiastically. "I'm really cool, cool, and cute, Mas. Thanks."

Nayra kissed the lips of the lightning. Just a brief kiss.

The one who felt it smiled. He returned the kiss with a hot kiss. Nayra was even out of breath.

"It." Nayra pushed Bara's shoulder. Stop their hot kiss.

"I have to get down. They'll be waiting for us downstairs."

Bara. Still not willing to let his wife out. Even though only to the dining room, not to the park, but still he seemed unwilling.

"We better get some more sleep. They must have understood too. We just got home, baby. Still sleepy~" Bara whining. His two hands were still wrapped around Nayra's slender waist.

Nayra grunts amusedly. It is strange to hear the figure of Bara who is firm, and undeniable is now whining like a child.

Bara pinned his head on Nayra's chest. Finding the most comfortable spot Bara version.

"Astgaa, Mas, Hey, don't sleep anymore." Nayra patted her husband's cheek.

The disturbed ema caught the small hand. "Don't clap, baby, in a swab." he muttered spoiled.

"There was no swabbing. Let's get up, Mom. We're going to Vina's wedding soon."

Nayra's upset. He pushed Bara's head away from his chest. The man groaned in annoyance and again leaned his head against Nayra's chest.

"Mas, open his eyes."

Bara indifferent. Both of his eyes were tightly closed.

"You still don't want to wake up, mending me go with Evano aja to Kak Vina's wedding."

Bara suddenly woke up, staring at his wife.

"What did you say?" bara Bara Bara.

"I want to go with Evano."

The face of the bar is getting darker. His eyes dived sharply. And all that was not realized by Nayra, because the woman had gone down from the bed to walk in the closet to prepare her husband's clothes.

"Repeat again." Bara ordered.

Nayra sighed, feeling that her words had invited jealousy for Bara. "I've prepared the books, ma'am. Take a shower, then go down."

Nayra breezed away. Ignoring all the annoyance of her husband who screamed loudly in the room.

"YINRINYA...!"

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Since then, it has been a muruh-muh. The man appears reluctant to attend the wedding of his ex-wife Devina. Well, Devina's getting married to Reynald. And Nayra was happy.

"Gapain the heck are you and everything. Ugly know, rich grandma drop by." Bara mumbled to see the appearance of his wife who looked beautiful. A white dres, combined with thin makeup makes his wife appear more classy.

"Don't be horrified, Nay. Bara if jealous emang rich gini, likes nyselin. The talk is heartache." Sheila sneered while taking a graceful step with her husband.

"That's why the mothers, like the nyinyir aja-ahk, a sick Ayra." Bara rubbed his lips that had just been slapped by Nayra.

"The mothers you mean are your parents, Mas." said Nayra.

"I'm sorry, I don't talk about it anymore." Bara caved.

"MAMA RARA...!"

I look fast. Staring at the horror of the little boy who was running towards his wife.

"Mama Rara came too?" Devano the little boy asked.

"Mama came to you for sure." Nayra pinched Devano's nose slowly.

"But Papa Bara said, Mama Rara will not come." he was lethargic.

Nayra glanced at Bara cynically. "Yes, Mama Rara was not going to come, just because there is you here, so Mama Rara came deh."

Devano was happy to hear that. The boy with a big smile pulls Nayra inside where the party started.

Bara. He also followed them behind.

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"Congratulations on the wedding, Ma'am." Nayra hugged Devina. Congratulate them on their happiness.

"Thank you, Nay." said Devina with a gentle smile. The embrace of the two missed, Devina turned to look at Bara. "You won't congratulate me, Bar."

"Congratulations" said Bara flat.

Devina grunts. "Not that time either, Bar."

"Aihss, it's skip. By the way you feel rich talking to the wall." murmured Devina.

Nayra let out a small laugh, a laugh that made Devina even more annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am." regretted Nayra.

"It's not papa, Nay."

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"You're a big shot, baby. We're going to the hospital, right?" after returning home from the show, Nayra did complain of dizziness.

"Gak, Mum. I'm going to sleep, sleepy. No papa, right?" Nayra removed all the jewelry on her body, not forgetting that she changed into casual clothes.

"No papa dong, baby. You sleep, I make porridge first huh?" Bara helps Nayra lie on the bed. Before actually leaving, don't forget Bara will kiss his wife's forehead gently.

"I'll wake up when the porridge is finished." whispered Bara right in his wife's ear. Nayra muttered softly, and began to enter into the dream world.

Seeing that both eyes were closed, Bara moved, changed his clothes, before going down to make Nayra food.

These few days his wife's appetite is a little decreased. This morning Nayra ate little, and at the party his wife drank only water and some dessert after that back home.

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"What do you want to do, Bar?"

Bara who was struggling with kitchen utensils turned her head, looking at Sheila who seemed to have just returned from the event. They did go together, but Bara went home first because he could not bear to see the situation of his wife who was far away said good.

"You make porridge, Mom." - Bara.

"Make Nayra?" asked Sheila who got the nod from Bara.

"After this you should call the doctor, Bar."

"Make what, Mom? Nayra was just a little dizzy, tomorrow would also be normal again."

Sheila grunts. "Aren't you suspicious that your wife is pregnant? Mommy noticed lately that Nayra was a little bit different too" Sheila said.

Ever heard that the pregnant woman must have had a different aura, and Sheila felt that. Nayra's body was much more contained, with a naturally radiated beauty.

"So you mean Mommy, is Nayra pregnant?" Bara turned off the stove. Her body turned around, looking at Sheila with a look of disbelief.

"That's Mommy's view, Bara. To make sure you should call the doctor to check on Nayra."

Bara's nagging. No need to be asked twice Bara will definitely do it.

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Nayra squirms small. Both eyes blinked, staring around. There's Bara, Mommy Sheila, Daddy Matteo, and a Doctor?

The doctor? Nayra immediately woke up. Inner wonders. Why is that white suit in her room?

"Mas." Nayra.

Bara, who was talking about his wife's condition, looked at Nayra in surprise. "Darling, are you awake? Thank goodness, the doctor said you had passed out while sleeping."

"Fainted?" Nayra asked in a daze.

"Yes, you fainted, I'm sorry you must be so exhausted. You should have rested at home, not even go to all weddings." Bara grumbled.

Nayra grunts. "Don't start, Mum. I'm just a soy sauce, tomorrow will not be papa. Aye, Doc?" nayra's eyes turned to the doctor.

"Yes, Madam. But I recommend that you rest more, eat regularly, and take vitamins to restore the condition. And I suggest to Madam not to wear high heels if traveling, fear it will endanger the condition of the fetus."

"Fetus?" Nayra's surprised. The people in the room were just as surprised.

"Yes, my lady, congratulations to you. Her age is only 2 weeks." The female doctor smiled shadyly.

Both Nayra's eyes glazed over, the same as Bara's. The man has no power to hold happiness.

Bara hugged Nayra tightly, rubbing his wife's stomach which still looked flat. "Here, there's our son here, baby."

Nayra smile. Rubbing the corners of her slightly watery eyes. "Yes, Mas." Nayra was unceasingly grateful in her heart.

Nayra placed her hand on the back of her husband's hand. Both of them smiled happily. Can't wait for the baby.

One by one Bara's wishes began to be achieved, although he had experienced a fall and wake up in fighting for his love, but that's okay, because everything does require a process. A process that will lead you to the highest peak of success, namely happiness.

"Thank you, baby."

...**END...

...TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 16, 2021...

...SORRY IF THE ENDING DISAPPOINTS YOU GUYS. BECAUSE THIS STORY IS ENOUGH HERE, IF THERE IS LEISURE TIME, INSYAALLAH I MADE HIS EXTRA PART SPECIFICALLY FOR HIS SON BARA-NAYRA**....

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