Laras And Nabil
become the center of direction

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It was still early in the morning, but the house was busy. Hely sound on the roof, the sound of steps on the floor and noise. All the residents of the house were busy that morning preparing all the needs.

All Nata's men are ready with their equipment including Mark.

But the man was still pacing back and forth not knowing what he was waiting for.

"Master come! soon morning, we must arrive at the waters before sunrise" finally there are Nata's men who dare to speak.

All the equipment was ready and Nata himself ordered them. It was impossible for Nata to change his mind since this was his great ambition. He prepared from far away.

Nata was still pacing back and forth with his black jacket and sunglasses until the door of Laras' room opened and the woman appeared.

"Where are you going?" ask Laras. The woman's face was still sleepy she must have woke up because of the noise.

"You don't remember, I have to go today" was disappointed in Nata's face because Laras didn't remember it when he said it a few days ago.

"Oh, I remember, but you're still sick" Laras reminded.

"I'm fine" Nata's nose job like a train tunnel so happy to worry about Laras.

"Your back is still not well, are you sure?"

"There's Mark, just relax, I'm definitely going home"

Nata talked to Ngaco, of course he will go home. Nata no longer accused Laras of damaging his house, right?

"You shouldn't be here, it's quiet here if you want, you're in town, you can walk around the shopping center"

Laras shook his head "I'm here"

"Then I'll be back soon, what do you want to bring?"

"Nothing"

"One for him" Nata glanced at Laras' stomach. Last night she was browsing the internet to see how big a twelve-week-old baby girl was. He knew that entering the trisimester two babies would move actively. Seeing the baby picture makes her anxious. Although the son of Laras is not his son but he loves them both.

"Whatever it's up to you"

"When you don't know, you're his mother"

Nata turns lethargic, Laras knows it. Nata wants to be distracted.

"I want lots of fruit"

"All right! I'll bring it, can I say hello?" tanya Nata wants to wipe the stomach of Laras. The woman backed off "later"

"Pelit,.good until the little baby, I will definitely come for you" Nata said to the baby in the womb Laras.

Nata is not like a father who will part with his baby. Baras was moved and embarrassed. How a stranger was so considerate of him. This boy's father doesn't know about him.

"Already! go there!"

After the expulsion of Laras then Nata went followed by his men.

"Sheels!!"

Nata.

Baras waved his hand and the man "keep you!

Nata turned around to smile after which turned to Laras.

The wave of the barrel hand turned into a fist pointed into the air.

Nata's laughter almost broke, with very light steps he headed for the roof.

Not long after that hely flew over the jungle trees. The barrel looks from the window until only the light looks like a firefly and disappears from view.

The house became quiet as some of its inhabitants had already left. When he turned around, all that was left bowed to him.

What's wrong? why are they like that? Baras.rubbing his eyes make sure it's all. All the residents of the house were still bowing in front of him.

"What's wrong?" ask Laras wonder.

"Master asked us to take care of the miss as well as possible"

Baras chuckles, funny! why is he privileged? is it possible that Nata's head was attacked by a wild animal virus that struck the other day until it turned good. Like an animal that obeys its handler.

"I'm nobody don't do this"

"Sir can be very angry with us if we do not take care of the lady well, said the lady master must rest a lot and should not be stressed"

"I'm fine" Laras refused as they all herded him into the kitchen for breakfast.

"Miss should have a nutritious breakfast so that the baby miss healthy and the milk itself the master who learned to make it" the chef pointed to a glass of milk in front of Laras.

"What is it?"

"Miss lady"

The barrel is curious and tasting at the tip of the tongue. Chocolate vanilla flavor, special milk for pregnant women. He could hardly believe Nata was making a surprise for him.

"Please have breakfast, miss"

A barrel is like a cinderella that changes its fate in one night. The difference he came not with glass shoes but without sandals because Nata's men kidnapped him just like that.

So happy women are not the dream of Laras. He just wants to be happy. Now her life was no longer comfortable she was treated like a great mistress. Waking up and going to sleep he is required to drink milk, eat healthy and regular.

All the needs are also prepared like madam meener namow. Use the flower destar like a garden thankfully there is no nosy watering it so that the development remains alive. He also required spa and treatment. That's why Laras increasingly realized he was ugly and less attractive until Nata's servant mempermak skin to glowing and kinclong. Baras pity his skin that has been embarrassed by the sun.

"Do you know who Nata is?" ask Laras to the man who prepared his bath water in the bath. The smell of fragrances and spa pierced the nose.

"That word is our master"

The answer is too honest.The barrel wants to know Nata's background but the answer is very simple.

"I mean, where did he come from? who is his family and why does he live in the forest? doesn't she have another house?"

The man looked up, at the flashing camera lights. All of their conversations would be heard by Nata as well as what they were doing. The only one safe from his monitoring is the Laras privacy spot. All the servants who were there knew that but did not dare to tell Laras.

Baras enjoyed everything he got. Maybe this is the luck behind the disaster. At the time he was resigned but all that was not his destiny. He does not think too much about what happened to him which is important to keep stepping to leave the past.

Yesterday he did not think too much about the content. Not happy and not rejecting. But when Nata privileged her because she was pregnant, she realized. And the more he realized the more he was sad. A caring man who is not the father of his son but another man he has not known for a long time.

He rubbed his stomach. A taste emerged from the recesses of his heart. The longer it gets weird and the closer it feels. The wound that made him disappointed was gone.

Nabil may have been happy with Airin and maybe they were married and moved out of the country according to their dreams.

Laras smiled bitterly, Nabil would definitely not remember him anymore. The guy just stopped by.

A small camera light in the attic flashes, recording all the activities of the Barrel.

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