Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 28
"What do you want to talk about, why did you suddenly ask Om to come here?" ask Arkan to a man much younger than him.
The man who was none other than his nephew, did not immediately speak, but he just fell silent, looking at Arkan wryly, as if hesitating to speak.
Seeing his nephew like that, Arkan could already guess if his nephew, must have made a mistake.
After returning home from the hospital and taking Nayna home, Arkan immediately returned to the house now occupied by his nephew. His nephew sent him a message, if he wanted to talk about something.
"Will Om be angry, if I make a mistake?" the nephew was still staring at Arkan.
"Depending, what kind of mistake you've made" Arkan said calmly.
Seen by his nephew, he began to throw his gaze downwards, avoiding eye contact with him.
"Let's just say, Om often said, it is better to admit the mistake boldly, rather than continue to hide the mistake, because the edges will also be found out," said Arkan still staring at his niece who lowered her head.
"Actually before my condition dropped that time, a few days before, I had a chance to do that relationship with my girlfriend," explained Arkan's nephew in a soft voice.
"What!" Shocked, of course, after hearing the confession that came out of the niece's mouth that she had guarded from that small, shocked her not to play.
"What do you think Fasya, Om several times often said, you can date, but do not get over the line, let alone to damage the child of such a person!" Arkan looked at his nephew in disappointment.
"Sorry, Om. It all just happened!" great-grandson of Arkan's nephew, still dares not lift his face and look at his Om.
Arkan massaged his temple, suddenly he felt dizzy, when he heard the confession of his nephew whom he called Fasya.
"Continue now what about your boyfriend?" ask Arkan after a few breaths.
"Currently she is pregnant but ...."
"But what?" ask Arkan quickly because Fasya did not continue his words.
"He's married, he also said that the child is not my son."
"Do you believe his words?" ask Arkan.
"Either Om, on the other hand I suspect it is my son, but on the other hand I am also not sure if my suspicions are true or not, because I myself have seen him with his husband," fasya.
"You seek the truth first, if she is pregnant with your child, it means you have to take responsibility." Arkan Final.
"Okay Om, I'll find out the truth later, but if it turns out that's really my son, I'll have to do Om, I mean, what, he's married and Om knows for himself that my age might not last much longer!" Fasya said his last words in a soft manner.
"At any rate, you still have to account for your mistakes, being responsible does not mean you have to marry her, if she is happy with her marriage, let it go, let it go, but the most important thing for you right now is to take responsibility for your child, lest you leave with regret" Arkan said.
If it had been like that, he could only advise what his nephew should do next, rather than sanctioning what had really happened.
"But, Om. My boyfriend already hates me because I didn't give him any news at all."
"It's natural, if she gets angry and it's normal, she must have lived a life that is not easy, while pregnant and the man who became her boyfriend instead disappeared without news."
Fasya nodded his head, agreeing with his Om speech, while Arkan, suddenly came to mind with Nayna when discussing the matter of his nephew.
"Oh yeah, didn't you just get out of the hospital, when's the time to do some more chemotherapy?" ask Arkan to change the direction of their conversation.
"Doctor scheduled it the day after."
"Alright, Om will try to accompany you the day after tomorrow."
"I'm tired Om, every time I have chemo," he complained to Arkan.
"Had we been able to do the surgery, Om would have done it, but you know for yourself it's not that, after doing the test, Om's spinal cord doesn't fit, so we can't do the surgery," the real Arkan also felt sad about the condition of his nephew.
Raffasya Ivander is an Arkan niece whom he has cared for since she was 10 years old, after both her biological parents, as well as her deceased Arkan sister.
Arkan, who had been caring for Raffa, now considered the boy, like his own son, to be honest after hearing his nephew's confession he felt disappointed because it turned out that the child he raised had done so.
However, he could not blame Raffa completely, because maybe he was fair in this as well, because at that time he himself turned off Raffa's phone when his condition suddenly dropped because of the disease he suffered, it's been almost a few years.
"Now you rest, Om must go home" Arkan said as he got up from the sofa he was sitting on.
"Om not happy, it's almost midnight" said Raffa who also stood and looked at Arkan in wonder.
"Om to go home, you rest right, the day after tomorrow Om will definitely meet you in the hospital."
Raffa just nodded in flash, with Arkan saying, after which Arkan began to step away from Raffa, before actually leaving, he met Art in the house first.
Art that he trusted to keep Raffa, because at this time Raffa's condition is quite vulnerable drop, Arkan also asked his nephew to stay in the house relics of his parents, not contract anymore.
Arkan immediately left the house, when he felt his needs were finished, it only took 20 minutes, finally he arrived at his house, tonight he decided to let the bike outside.
When he opened the door of his house, the first thing he saw was, Nayna who was asleep on the sofa, he was sure, if the young pregnant woman fell asleep while watching, because the television is still on.
Slowly Arkan closed the door and locked it, he stepped in a step without a sound approaching Nayna, for fear that Nayna pegel with his sleeping position, he slowly woke her up.
"Nay, get up move into the room" said Arkan almost like a whisper, for fear of making Nayna shocked
Nayna who was feeling disturbed, slowly began to wriggle her body and woke up carefully, she looked around while rubbing her eyes.
"Have you been home long?" asked Nayna in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Just now, I woke you up for fear that your body would ache if you slept here too long" Arkan explained.
"Yes, thanks for waking me up."
"You better go back to sleep in the room."
"Yes Om."
Nayna began to get off the sofa and stand up, but unfortunately her legs are darkened, making her unable to balance herself and almost fall, if Arkan is not alert to hold her body.