VIRA (Viki And Nara)

Part 07's. ReSa

"Bi's for." Sara entered the kitchen with a simple appearance, but still did not reduce her beauty at all.

Some of the maids who were on duty in the kitchen were a little surprised by the arrival of the future wife of the employer's child.

Previously, they had already been informed by Madam Binta. If she and her husband were abroad, Sara would stay here.

They had to treat Sara the way they treated her. Because Sara will soon be their Young Mistress.

"For Non. Can we help you?" ask him kindly.

Sara shakes. "Sara wants to help. Tell me, what can Sara do." ask Sara with passion.

Everything stupefied. Helping out. A great artist jumped into the kitchen. What Sara would do.

Sara seemed to be able to guess what was on their minds. "Since High School, Sara's been living alone. So Sara's used to being independent. No need to be surprised." said Sara smiling sweetly.

Immediately they changed a very striking expression in Sara's eyes. "Miss doesn't need to help us. Have seat. I'll make a warm drink." bargain, because it's still too early in the morning plus the cold, to offer a cold drink.

Sara shakes. "I'll be bored. Let me help. Don't hesitate to say it." pinta Sara, cribble.

Hoping that with his face, they would escape Sara's wishes. Help them to cook. And prepare breakfast.

Sara has always lived independently. He was used to the kitchen. Even cleaning the house.

If there is no filming schedule or other activities, Sara can spend all day in the apartment.

Cleaning the apartment to look so cool and certainly also cooking. Although not very skilled and good at the kitchen. At least Sara's cooking is quite delicious to eat. To wash, Sara chose to use the services of loundry.

"Sorry Miss, it's not that we don't want to be helped. It's just that, we don't want to get a reprimand from Young Master Renggo." he explained.

Sara pouts. "Times, will Renggo get angry?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know about it either. But, it would be nice if Miss is not in the kitchen. Miss just tell me what Miss wants. We'll prepare it."

Sara remained silent. Digesting the explanation of some maids at Renggo's house. "Why don't you see baby Al. Maybe little Master is awake."

They intended to drive Sara out of the kitchen in a subtle way. Of course they anticipate themselves.

Besides Sara is their prospective employer, Sara is currently a guest. And as workers in Mr. Smith's house, it is their duty to serve guests well.

Her guest is Sara.

Sara sighs. "alright. Who knows baby Al is awake."

Sara stepped casually towards the baby Al room. In fact, before going to the kitchen, Sara first looked into the baby Al room.

Baby Al still sleeps well. Sara didn't want to bother him and decided to go to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, his presence even makes the helpers ketar-ketir. Sara just wanted to help. Not a riot.

Not wanting her presence instead to be a burden to the helpers, Sara decided to follow their advice. Go to baby Al's room.

Slowly, Sara opens the door to baby Al's room. "justify. Not yet awake." sighed Sara.

Go to Renggo's room. Help prepare his needs. Not a good plan. Remembering last night, it made Sara feel a little embarrassed.

Maybe he lost control and even entered the game Renggo. Not just in. But also enjoy.

Sara knew, if in the morning, a man would react normally. Namely, the trunk will be on when you wake up.

Sara's existence there will be even more dangerous. Put yourself in the den of a hungry lion.

Sara shook her head, brushing off all the shadows of Renggo inside her head. It could be early morning imagining the athletic body of her future husband. "Don't be crazy Sara." he muttered, waking himself up from his delusion.

Sara immediately stepped inside, smiling as she saw baby sitter Al busy doing something. Sara sits on the edge of baby Al's little bed. "For Miss." said.

Sara just smiled and nodded.

Lose her body slowly next to baby Al. Stare intensely at every inch of his face. "Who is your dear papa?" ask in the heart.

Of course, the curiosity was still stored in Sara's heart. Who wouldn't be curious. If you know something that is not finished.

Sara was still sane not to say out loud. In this room there's a babysitter Al. Certainly, he also had no idea, if this adorable cute baby that he had been taking good care of for the past year was not the biological son of Renggo.

Sara scrunched her forehead. Look at baby Al from the side. "Your face, very handsome. At first glance, aunt remembers someone just by looking at your face. Erlangga." said Sara in her heart.

Back, Sara observed every inch of the handsome face of baby Al. Sara smiled amusedly. Hit her head slowly. "Giska. Erlangga. Baby Al's. Not likely. Don't think crazy." Sarah chuckled inwardly.

Without feeling it, looking at the handsome face of baby Al, Sara even slowly closed her eyes. With hands hugging the tiny body of baby Al.

Baby Al is also not at all disturbed by the presence of Sara beside him.

Babysitter Al smiles. She immediately took a picture of Sara with baby Al sleeping. Then send it to the madam.

"Hopefully, Miss Sara and young Master Renggo are in a match." he asked inwardly.

Upstairs, finished preparing with a shirt wrapped in a suit outside, Renggo rushed to Sara's room. "Sara, baby." call Renggo half yelling.

Seeing Sara's phone still sitting on the nightstand. Renggo knocked on the bathroom door. Putting his ear on the door.

Slender. Rengo opened the bathroom door. Blank. "Sara, where is he." he muttered.

Soon Renggo down. Looking for his future queen. "Where is it?" insya Renggo, as soon as he saw a maid.

"Miss Sara's in baby Al's room, sir."

Soon Renggo turned around and went to the son's room. "Why don't I think there." muttered Renggo, thinking Sara was still sleeping.

"Ngapain Sara's over there. Most baby Al's still sleeping." Renggo knew the habits of the son. He woke up when Renggo was about to leave for work.

Where Renggo kissed his face. Baby Al will be disturbed and will wake up.

Know if the boy must still be asleep, just like Sara. Renggo opened the door slowly. The nanny who was doing something in the room turned towards the door.

"Master." she shrieked, slightly bowing her head.

Renggo just nodded. Feeling the situation change, soon baby Al's nanny goes out of the room. Leaving all three in the room.

Renggo smiled, looking at the two creatures who were unfortunately sleeping next to each other. Both seem calm. "Look, your face is like a baby Al. Funny and adorable."

Not much different from the nanny, Renggo took out his phone and captured the moment with a camera shot on his phone.

"Done." Renggo made the photo as wallpaper on his phone.

Renggo unbuttoned his suit that had been neatly closed. Sit next to Sara. Brushing the beautiful face of his future wife.

Sara opened her eyes. The first person he saw was Renggo. Their faces are very close.

Cup, "Kiss morning." Renggo kissed Sara's lips briefly.

"Hustt..." Renggo placed her index finger on Sara's lips, with her chin slightly raised upwards. It was as if beckoning Sara. When Sara wanted to protest.

Sara looked. Smilingly. She remembers being in the baby Al room. "I overslept." Sarah chuckled softly.

Unsuspectedly. He will feel comfortable when he is near the year old baby. "He's not awake yet." Sara said.

Fear that her voice will disturb the sleep of baby Al. "Still later." said Renggo.

Sara frowned. Departing both hands of Renggo who was nearby. As if she was holding her body.

Cup,,, Renggo returned a short kiss on Sara's lips, and allowed Sara to sit down.

Sara got off the little bed belonging to baby Al. Tidying up his slightly disheveled appearance due to just waking up.

"You're still beautiful." said Renggo, looking at Sara who was busy by herself.

Sara was putting her lips together. Not heeding the words of Renggo. "Especially if without clothes." said Renggo.

Sara's busy hands stopped. Sara glared towards Renggo. But Renggo just smiled knotty.

"It may speak like that." Sara said in her heart.

Renggo. "Please, tidy up." pinta Renggo.

Sara shook her head, buttoned the buttons in Renggo's suit. Fixing his slightly slanted tie. "Done." Sara spoke without making a sound. Just move your lips.

Cup,,, again, Renggo peeked briefly at Sara's forehead.

Not wanting to disturb the sleep of baby Al, Renggo and Sara come out of the room. And head straight to the dining room.

Where the food is neatly arranged on the table. "Today, where are you going?" ask Renggo.

While Sara was busy picking up food, she put it on Renggo's plate.

"Later Erlangga will come here" Sara told Renggo.

Renggo. "Erlangga." her great-grandson, looked at Sara with a dislike look.

Sara nodded. Then sit. Because Renggo's plate already contains some food that he took. Just stay waiting for Renggo to take and eat it.

Renggo stared intently at Sara. "When?"

"Don't know yet. She contacted. Come to the apartment. Maybe, because the apartment was empty, he called me."

"You told him. What if you live here?" tanyanya cold.

Sara nodded. "He asked."

Renggo is upset by himself. I really want Renggo to stay home. But impossible. There was an important meeting this morning.

Not company. But papa's company. And Renggo is in charge of that.

Silent. Renggo ate with a cold expression. And Sara hasn't noticed. Focusing too much on the food on his plate.

A few minutes later, Sara felt something was different. Raised her face and looked at her future husband.

Sara looked at Renggo with long-goals. "Calm down, maybe Erlangga came to ask me why I stopped working" explained Sara.

Sara knew her boyfriend must be jealous. Moreover, before establishing a relationship with Renggo, Sara was reportedly close to Erlangga.

Renggo nodded without looking towards Sara.

After breakfast, Sara escorted Renggo to the front porch. "Be careful" said Sara.

Renggo just kept quiet and nodded small. Sara held Renggo's arm, feeling the lover was still sulking. "We'll talk at home. There's a lot of people here. No need to worry." Sara said.

Renggo took Sara's hand off her arm. "I'll go first."

"Resco." Sara hugged Renggo from behind. Renggo smiled faintly. This was the first time Sara had been aggressive towards him.

Sara just hugged him. But it feels so different. There were millions of butterflies flying around them.

"Khemm..." Renggo immediately neutralized his emotions. She didn't want Sara to know how she felt.

Renggo turned around, and Sara automatically let go of her embrace. "I just love you." Sara's great-granddaughter with a sad face mixed with fear.

Gosh, how Renggo is not crazy about the woman in front of him. If only Renggo had no important meeting.

Renggo will definitely bring Sara into the house and kiss her whole face.

It was very desirable for Renggo to kiss Sara, but she held him back. He didn't want to look so easy on Sara.

"Remember. I don't like to be betrayed." said Renggo, with a stifled tone and a sharp eye.

Sara immediately nodded. Hugged back Renggo's body, and this time from the front. "Where might I betray you. I love you so much." Sara's great-grandson.

Renggo smiled happily seeing and hearing everything Sara said. But soon he lost his smile. "I'm leaving. Titip baby Al's." Sara nodded.

Giska mirrored in front of the full body glass. Look at the appearance of the glass. "Why can I forget, if I have a child." he said.

Feeling that it is a trivial thing. "Maybe because my body shape is still good. Until I forget, if I ever gave birth" she said without guilt.

Giska continued to stare at her body as well as her face from the reflection of the glass. Smiling cunningly. "I'll get Renggo back in my arms."

Giska hugged her own body. "Which men wouldn't worship a woman like me." Giska felt her facial skin as white and clean as porcelain.

"Sexy and beautiful. Without reproach." he praised himself with confidence.

"Viki I may not be able to get. But Renggo, I'm sure. He's still crazy about me" he said.

Giska wants Renggo back for nothing but economic reasons. Giska needs someone who can give herself material satisfaction.

If Renggo used to always be royal, and buy him whatever he wants and he wants. Even willing to be a slave to serve his lust. At that time, Renggo knew. If he loves and wants Viki.

It must be the same now. That is what Giska had in mind. The rengo will never change. "Maybe yesterday because there was a secretary who sucks. That's why he pretended to refuse."

Giska smiled, still looking at her face from the reflection of the mirror. "I'm sure, with a little gentleness and temptation, Renggo will return to my hands."

Giska smiles smirk. "Surely" he said, looking at his hand, like he was grasping something inside.