Two Red Lines in High School

Clean up

The first holiday at home Raka Kaila stepped down to the first floor sweeping every corner of the room is very spacious itself looking for work what he usually do. Usually at home, Mommy will definitely take her to the kitchen and teach her to make a very good cake, but this time the situation is different, making Kaila have to adapt to the current situation.

Staring at the bell lying just like that on the sofa Kaila intends to clean up the house to eliminate his boredom that just stay still without doing anything. From cleaning tables, couches, bookshelves, and sweeping Kaila do it slowly so that he does not feel tired quickly.

"It turns out clean-clean cool as well" mutant Kaila happy, continuing the next activity he held the handle of the mop but his hand was prevented by someone first.

Following the direction of the hand Kaila found Raka who was already beside him with an annoyed look. "Raka?"

"Who told you to clean up!" said the man with a heavy voice.

"When are you here?" asked Kaila who was not aware of the arrival of the man what was the atmosphere of the house that was very quiet made him think surely Raka was still asleep in his room.

"Who told you to do this job!" asked Raka once again without changing her facial expression.

Feeling that Raka's tone is not as gentle as usual makes Kaila start to feel afraid that the man in front of her will do something rude. "I-I feel bored in the room so I intend to clean up"

"You know, you can't do heavy things like this!" grabbing the rough back mop in his hand Raka brought all the objects into the warehouse and locked it so that Kaila no longer do that.

Raka who had actually been awake since this time chose to remain silent in the room was reluctant to go down to the floor one while it was still too early as it is now, wondering if Kaila has woken up or not Raka intends to check the state of the girl because she is sure that Kaila will be confused to spend time off in a new environment. Just now Raka was about to walk towards the door of Kaila's room his eyes had already caught someone who was cleaning on the first floor, his eyes perfectly rounded when he found kaila cleaning every side of his house, walking down the stairs with quick steps he grabbed the object in the hand of the girl.

Approaching Kaila who was still pensive in place by squeezing the end of her clothes like a child who was afraid of being scolded by the teacher, Raka sighed patiently she should not be too rude with Kaila what else from around the information she got from the internet that pregnant women have a very sensitive side making her have to be very careful not to want to make Kaila feel afraid of what else is depressed to be in her house.

Swiping Kaila's gentle mane Raka tried to smile sweetly at her collar. "Next time don't get rich gini again yeah" Raka gently pinta.

"But I just want to clean up" said the girl slowly.

Just as he expected from Kaila's voice alone Raka could already guess that the girl was very afraid if treated harshly given that her little wife was born from a warm family surely Deon and Rina were looking after her with very mellow. And he believes that fear arises when Judah tries to forcefully abort the fetus in the womb of Kaila, Kaila, because of what Raka felt the nature of the girl changed one hundred and eighty degrees while experiencing the lowest point of her life

"Dad I know if you just want to clean up, but next time do not need to be beautiful, then every week already there are people who come here to clean up" said Raka smiled warmly.

"What's pretty?" it felt like Kaila's stomach felt nauseous hearing that sweet speech coming out of Raka's mouth.

And sure enough her stomach immediately churned like she wanted to take out something, closing her mouth quickly Kaila ran towards the kitchen sink that was close to her at the moment. Seeing Kaila suddenly run makes Raka also balance her footsteps do not want anything bad to happen with her little wife.

"Drink first" thrusting a glass of warm water he asked Kaila to drink it.

Receiving the glass from Raka's hand, Kaila began to gulp it slowly, feeling her stomach a little relieved because the warm air from the water made her nausea slightly reduced. Can't bear to see Kaila's instantly pale face Raka led her towards the living room sofa.

"Face lo shoots very big Kai" said Raka worried. "We go to the hospital anyway" Raka continued wiping the sweat that appeared on Kaila's forehead.

Kaila shakes her head against Raka's invitation to take her to the hospital, he did not want people he knew to see himself go to the hospital what else he would be checked by an obstetrician to make Kaila did not want news of him being married widely.

"No need" Kaila refused to lean his back on the body of the sofa.

"Let's take care of Kai's doctor" said Raka, who still wants to take Kaila to the hospital.

"Lo what the hell Ka!, I don't need to be so rich!" said Kaila annoyed and immediately brushed off Raka's hand which sassyly rubbed his forehead.

"But the face lo shoots really" said Raka lirih

"I said I don't know, which means I'm fine!" firmly Kaila stared intently at Raka.

Choosing to give up Raka just agree Kaila's words rather than he was hostile to his own wife. "Yes, if you don't want to go to the hospital, no papa. I want to go out for a while to buy in lo porridge in front of the complex"

"Whatever" her reply narrowly shifted her gaze in the other direction Kaila reluctantly looked at the face of the man beside her.

Seeing Kaila throw her gaze towards another direction Raka could only sigh as much as possible. Standing up from his seat he grabbed the motorbike key on the table and immediately went out to buy breakfast for Kaila who had to eat on time.

Seeing Raka missing from behind the door Kaila hannya mouthed indistinctly when she saw Raka's excessive attention towards her. Picking back to the top floor of the hooka cleansed his body that felt very sticky than having to wait for Raka who was very long to buy him porridge.

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