Can't I Refuse?

Finish breakfast together, Raihan sat on the single sofa and looked around Naura's living room, which was straightforward and didn't contain much stuff.

It might also be because Naura doesn't want to bring a lot of stuff into her small rented house. As long as he really needed the item, Naura would definitely take it.

"Here, Sir, please drink the coffee," Said Naura, who had just come from the kitchen while bringing a cup of coffee for Raihan.

"Wow, you don't even have to bother with this. It doesn't feel good like this. Every time you come here, coffee is always served," said Raihan, laughing.

"You're a guest, so it should be served well at home. Because the guest is king. That's what my grandmother said before," Naura explained with a faint smile.

"Oh, that's right! So every time you have a guest, you must welcome it, right? So, what if the thief comes? Hey?" Raihan teased while laughing.

"Well, that's him. Should the thief be welcomed too? Did you make coffee first? Before stealing, can we have coffee first?" Naura laughed at her own words.

Raihan also laughed at that. "You can have your idea. So, if there is a thief, you talk to them first. Why would he want to be a thief? Why don't you just do a lawful job?" added Raihan, who laughed.

Naura also laughed at Raihan's suggestion just now. Just imagining it, it must be hilarious. When there is a wrong person who will steal in our house.

But instead, we invite coffee together and chat. Strange.

"Oh, my Mom said, you were told to just let it go, don't work first. Later, Mother wants to come here with Ms. Darmi, Mommy's mainstay massager," said Raihan, who conveyed his mother's orders.

"Don't bother, Sir, bring all the massagers. My leg has healed. Really? It's okay already. Tell Mrs. Ratna, if my feet are fine, how come? I am very grateful to her. She was very kind, but I couldn't take it anymore. This food alone is too much, in my opinion, Sir. Sorry, well," explained Naura, who did not want to have a debt of gratitude to Mrs. Ratna and Raihan.

Raihan listened carefully to Naura's explanation, politely refusing his mother's kindness.

Raihan understood Naura's position. Surely it will not be comfortable if we accept too much of the kindness of someone we just met yesterday.

"Yes, Sir, I understand. You can't just take this for granted. I'm sorry, my Mom if she's been too much on you. Mommy was like that to everyone kind to her. And Mama also liked you the first time I met you. Maybe because my mother is the most beautiful in my family," Raihan explained gently and smiled faintly.

"What do you mean, sir?" asked Naura, who did not understand what Raihan had just said.

"Oh, that's because Mama is a woman alone at home. Because Mama and Papa have two sons. So, automatically, Mommy is the best and prettiest person among me, my sister, and Daddy," Raihan explained with a laugh.

"Oh my gosh! I think what," concluded Naura, who also laughed.

The girl did not expect it was Raihan, who looked indifferent at first. Can show his humorous side like this.

"Well, it looks like it's already noon. Go home first, okay? I want to work," said Raihan, who looked at his watch.

"Oh yes. I also have to get ready for work. Greetings to Mrs. Ratna. Thank you very much. The food is really delicious," said Naura with a smile.

"Yeah, Mom would be happy to hear that. I will also explain to her that you are healed. So there's no need for a massage therapist anymore," said Raihan, who smiled faintly.

"Yes, sorry again," concluded Naura feeling uneasy.

"And just call me Raihan, not Sir again. See you later," said Raihan, who left Naura's house and immediately returned to his own house to get ready for work.

Naura is also getting ready to go to work. She must be passionate about working to help her family's economy. Moreover, two younger siblings need a lot of money for their education.

And as the eldest son, it is appropriate if she helps her father, who only works in the fields.

***

Raihan is busy with his laptop in front of him until suddenly, his cellphone ringing interrupts his concentration.

"Hello, Mom," he said as he scanned the rows of numbers on his laptop screen.

"Where are you?" asked Mrs. Ratna.

"I'm at the office, Mom. What is it?" Reply Raihan.

"You're supposed to be at the cafe in the mall, right? Don't you have an appointment with Sandrina?" Mrs. Ratna reminds Raihan of his promise to the child of his father's friend.

Raihan sighed from the other side. "Mom, why do I have to meet? I don't want to meet anyone. Because I will be the one to find my own soul mate!" said Raihan.

Mrs. Ratna understands Raihan's feelings. However, how long had it been since his engagement failed? Raihan permanently closed the door of his heart to all the girls they introduced.

Even if only to meet and get to know each other first. But still, Raihan always rejected him after the first meeting.

I don't know what happened, but when Raihan was asked to see him again for the second time, the man always refused.

For the same reason, "Not suitable" was all Raihan said every time he was asked why he rejected him.

"But you did it yourself, didn't you? Don't break your promise, Son. You are a man. What you hold are the words. Not a false promise. Go! Just see her for a moment. I don't like Uncle Sahrul. Okay?" persuaded Mrs. Ratna gently.

Raihan once again took a deep breath. "Okay. But only once because I don't want a second time," he said thoughtfully.

"Yes. Give my greetings to Sandrina, okay!" said Mrs. Ratna.

Raihan just cleared his throat and hung up the phone. Then turned off his laptop and looked for his car keys along with his wallet and coat, which he had just hung on the back of the chair.

Arriving at the cafe, Raihan looks for a girl who has an appointment with him. As expected, this girl was just like any other rich girl. Selfish and spoiled. And Raihan doesn't like that.

Feeling bored with their chat, Raihan asked permission to leave for work reasons. Luckily he managed to escape from Sandrina.

Raihan saw someone standing on the road, about to cross. Raihan quickly jogged towards Naura.

"Well, wait!" shouted Raihan as he jogged to Naura.

"Raihan?" said Naura who was surprised to see Raihan.

"You want to go home?" asked Raihan.

"Yes, I want to go home. Rest first at home, later at four in the afternoon, and then come back here. Why are you here?" Naura explained.

"I just met a friend at the cafe. Come on, have lunch together!" invited Raihan.

"Okay. Come on to the house, Raihan! There was still a lot of food at home this morning. Just heat it up," Naura agreed.

"Oh yes. Okay, if that is the case. So, tonight we will eat out. How?" Raihan's suggestion was enthusiastic.

Naura frowned, digesting Raihan's words just now.

"Eh? No need. I can cook instant noodles later. It's easy to have dinner," Naura said gently.

"There's been no rejection. Come on, to my car," said Raihan as he walked first.

Naura could only shake her head slowly and followed Raihan's footsteps.

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