I thought You were Love
Meet Jeff (2)

“We should talk Kyra, I'll delete the files I have but give me a chance to we talk.”

Kyra flinch, she actually wants to stay away but given the threat Jeff has posed to the files, she softens. Really want to prove that the file will be obliterated by Jeff.

“I can't believe.”

Jeff clucked slowly. “You can contact your Papa, I have already conveyed this wish but you who do not want to meet me.”

“Because I really don't want to meet.”

“Kyra, I don't want to threaten you. But send button in email I press, then this file will be sent to many ...”.

“Oke.”

Jeff smiled, “I've prepared a place for us to talk.”

“Do not want, I myself choose the place,” said Kyra objected.

“You want to talk about this in public?”

“Then we talk in private place, I don't want.” Kyra walks away from Jeff.

“Kyra,” call Jeff while following the woman who can't walk fast because of her stomach.

“Don't follow me, whatever you want the file to be. I don't care.”

“Kyra,” call Jeff while grabbing Kyra's hand, making her stop the step.

“Lease!”

“Sttt, relax first.”

Kyra beats Jeff in the chest, with her hands free from Jeff's grip. The blow had no effect on Jeff's body and Jeff deliberately just silently received Kyra's treatment. “Basic gil*, I never thought I'd like a guy like you. Even had to be willing to give up my body,” said Kyra still beating Jeff's chest.

“I hate, hate you Jeff. “ Kyra stops because her breath is gasping and stares cynically at Jeff. His hand hasn't been let go by Jeff.

“You hate me?” jeff asked, unsure of Kyra's words. “I thought you loved, until you dared to seduce and ...”

“Enough.”

Jeff chuckles. “Come with me,” take Jeff.

“Let go of my hand or I shout.”

“Come, I'll say we're husband and wife and fighting.”

“I'm tired, I want to go home,” Kyra complained.

Jeff invites Kyra back to sit on a park chair not far from where they are. Kyra did not refuse, she immediately sat down. It seemed like venting emotions really made him tired. At this time Jeff crouched in front of Kyra, when Jeff's hand stroked the stomach that had been patterned, Kyra also brushed Jeff's hand.

“I'll take you home.”

“I know, besides I won't be able to deliver by car. Right now I have nothing and not sure you want to accept me.” Kyra frowned at Jeff's words, if noticed indeed Jeff's current appearance is very different. His face looks more tired, even fine hair is seen on Jeff's face.

“That's a reply for insulting my family.”

“Not,” says Jeff. “This is the karma I must accept for wasting, my son and his mother.”

Kyra stood up and Jeff stood up. “I accompany you home.”

“Nevent gone.”

“Then when can we talk?”

“When-when.”

Jeff smiled at Kyra's reply and looked at the woman's back who had started to leave him. Jeff does not want to force Kyra, he has to slowly persuade and apologize to the woman. 

"I'm waiting to hear from you" cried Jeff. Kyra turned her head and pointed her fist at Jeff, making Jeff shake his head.

***

"Have you met Jeff?" design's question at dinner successfully made Kyra who would be chewing her food turn her head.

"It was, but because he accidentally met," said Kyra. "Om Reka, spy on me huh?"

"Not spies, but I make sure the people around me are safe."

"Your father asked me when you were ready to talk to Jeff."

Kyra just put her shoulder out.

"Ra, break off with emotion but with heart" Nara said.

"Ah, Auntie if you talk using psychology. I can keep going" Kyra lamented.

"Psychological science?"

The designer chuckles, "Hypnosis what psychology?"

Ken who had just returned home and joined the dining table interrupted, "Everything if Mamih had spoken, Kay and I could not dwell. Just being able to be quiet and obedient, we are always amazed as he says."

"Where did you come home at this hour?"

"No, no, you can dwell on me" said Ken, son of Reka and Nara.

"Excuse me, Mr. Reka and Ms. Nara, outside there are guests" said the housekeeper.

"Who's Mbok?"

"His name is Jeff Bu, see Non Kyra."