The Love Story of Nayra
Chapter 11 Nayra my daughter

Bintaro.

tock, tock, knocking on the door.

"in"

fani came in and read out the bian's schedule today.

"call kevin" he told fani.

"well sir" fani went out.

kevin walked in without knocking on the door.

"what's wrong, sir?"

"new secretary? which one is yesterday?"

kevin turned his head out because the door of the room was not closed kevin, seeing the fani who was struggling at his desk.

"resaing gives birth to master"

"so he's married?"

kevin nodded.

"yes, back to work"

kevin out of the room bian. kevin upset because it interferes with the activity just for spele.

"basic master there is no ahklak. he thought I was relaxing in my room.

calling me just about a different secretary, damn" he said.

bian entered the meeting room to make an observation.

each board of directors is required to describe the results of their work in the last 3 months.

finish meeting bian and kevin go for lunch at a Japanese restaurant.

"sir, do you need anything?"

"no, just finish your food after this back to the office"

talking with his cold face is annoying.

"immediately audit the marketing team, their movement is very slow"

bian.

"well sir"

elsewhere.in bintaro mall.

baskoro is meeting with the mall manager to discuss the addition of buildings that will be used as boutiques.

many of the designers who offer will open a boutique in the mall bintaro.

baskoro welcomed the proposal from the mall manager.Baskoro meeting finished leaving the place.

walk into the elevator down the hallway that leads him to the parking lot.

but Baskoro pushed the button on the third floor elevator, I don't know what feeling took him to that place.

baskoro combed every store on the third floor.Baskoro paused for a moment when he saw a girl figure that reminded him of his best friend's daughter who was like his own daughter.

baskoro approached the store.

life is full of mystery, who would have thought his little heart brought an unknown person to an ordinary girl.

what can be done to reject this little heart.it is not easy to resist feelings, feelings can torture someone by themselves which will bring about a destruction. restless, upset, upset, and, sadness is at the root of bad feelings - okay.

"excuse me. Can anyone help you?"

nayra waved her hand as she looked at the dreamy baskoro.

"are you looking for a cell phone?

please sir, we have a new product.

can you see this one who knows you're interested"

nayra explained all the advantages of the phone in the intalase.nayra smiled kindly to welcome the buyers.as usual like a shopkeeper, if not friendly where there are people who buy!

"i want this one"

baskoro picked one of the best phones in the store.

"nayra, I rest first yes. later we change the guard. I ate first, did not have time for breakfast this morning"

sahut nayra's friend who permits first lunch.

"oh he mbak. please" answered the smiling nayra.

Deg.

baskoro's heart skipped a beat, so long he tried to bury the name but today baskoro must hear the name again.

"na nay nayra. Your name is nayra kiddo?"

ask baskoro nervously.

"he's the master" replied the smiling nayra

"whose name is your father, son?"

"idris sudrajat sir" replied the nayra.

since the incident 18 years ago when the happiness of his family was taken, Idris said that the name of the father of nayla idris sudrajat is no longer pandi admaja.

at once baskoro limp. he hoped the name of the father of the beautiful girl he faced this pandi admaja.

baskoro did not lose the spirit of baskoro again scratched the identity of the nayra.

"what city are you from, son?"

"city K lord"

huhh, the more quickly baskoro. hoping nayra comes from the city of J but in fact not.

"what's the phone to be master"

"yes, just wrap it up"

nayra put the phone in a mini bag show.

"this is the master of his cell phone.happy wearing and thank you"

he said while raising his two hands in front of his chest.

Baskoro mansion.

baskoro melamumun in the balcony of his room.

baskoro is still thinking about the girl he met at the bintaro mall.

friendship that has been established for a long time carves a love that is so strong, but who would have thought if a friend who is very dear to us went by carving a deep wound. hurt with guilt that is not able to carry out the mandate to protect his best friend's daughter well.

always say if, and if only.

"rampghhkk"

shouted baskoro in the balcony of his room.

santi approached her husband while listening to the baskoro scream.

"why dad?"

"until when mom. until when daddy will be haunted by guilt.this feeling never goes away mom"

santi hugs her husband, calming baskoro down.

"patient daddy. daddy should try to get rid of all daddy's guilt"

"mom. daddy feels that our daughter's nayra is alive!"

"daddy pleesss, our daughter's been quiet dad"

"but here, in this heart always see our daughter suffer.our daughter is lonely mom"

"daddy mommy also love nayra, but mommy please don't do this anymore dad.

our daughter is calm with pandi and cindi"

"if daddy hadn't let our daughter go alone, our daughter would still be with us mom"

"dad pleess"

"it's wrong daddy mom. daddy's wrong"

bian heard all the daddy and mommy talk without them knowing.

bian intends to meet the daddy to discuss the luxury car showroom business.

bian intends to develop his hobby of collecting luxury cars into big business.

but who would have thought if both parents also felt the loss of nayra just like him.

bian moved out of his parents' room, going towards his private room.

bian lay his tired body on his kong size mattress.

without taking off the suit attached to bian's body don't care.

staring at the sky of his room painted his favorite face, imagining if they were both playing bicycles at that time.

flesbacks.

"catch nayla sister"

"don't be tight nay, you'll fall"

"nay can already ride a bike, let's catch nayla kak flame"

bruggghs.

"yahahhhggg"

nayra fell off her bike.

bian chased the nayra to his beloved.

"sick brother"

"i told you not to be tight "

"sick brother"

"here I'm carrying"

bian sat down on his knees against the nayra, and the nayra climbed on his back.

"don't cry, I'll always protect you"

bian walked carrying the nayra on his back.

off.

bian cried remembering that.

"nay, you know, if time could be repeated, I want us to be little kids forever.

always together.why are you evil nay, why?

why do you always haunt me.

you tortured me, nay. sick"

bian cried himself to sleep in his office clothes.

three months later.

during the last three months baskoro often approached the nayra.

since meeting nayra baskoro, his little daughter named nayra pula. baskoro felt that the nayra he knew now was a messenger of God in lieu of his emptiness of heart.

over time who would have thought that the nayra had actually met her daddy, even baskoro had also met her daughter.

but fate still has to test their patience and determination.

close but cannot be caught.

today baskoro invited the nayra to lunch at the mall bintaro on the fifth floor.

"eat a lot of kids?"

"thank you" nayra smiled gently.

"thank you for being present in the life om. om feels like returning with princess om who has been in heaven. his name is nayra like your name"

"why is it the same?"

"well, son, you've never met a nayra before you.

do you want to be a child?"

nayra nodded with a smile.

baskoro and nayra ate together while chatting, a happy hue radiated across the face of baskoro.

santi saw her husband eating at one of the restaurants in the mall bintaro.

sinta approached her husband, but approached.

deg.

santi's heart is beating great.

"jeng santi why?" ask arisan's mother santi's friend.

"i'm fine jeng, let's pass south, he said south there is a branded bag shop"

"really" asked arisan's mother to confirm

"he loh jeng" said santi reasoned.

during the time with her fellow artist was not calm, the thoughts of her husband.

"who's Daddy eating with? even daddy can laugh happily, if the house is always moody.watch out for you daddy dare daddy cheating from mommy"

santi monologues in heart.

santi did not enjoy her arisan today, she thought stepping buana would be the little girl who whack her mind.

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