Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 30

Now there is awkwardness at the dinner table, but that only applies to Nayna who feels like a stranger there, how not, during the breakfast that takes place, he only saw Arkan and Listi who continued to talk at length, while he just silently tried to finish his food as soon as possible.

"Om, why is Auntie's pellet in the balloon?" asked her –-year-old daughter Listi, who was just four years old, looked at Nayna in confusion.

The question from the boy made the conversation between Listi and Arkan stalled and the two men, turned to look at the child who was eating his breakfast.

"It wasn't a balloon, but inside Aunt Nay's stomach was her baby" Arkan smiled as he gently rubbed the boy's hair.

"Baby, I think I have Liani at home, huh Ma?" asked the boy named Liani to look at Listi.

"It's the same as having you at home, but the baby in the aunt's stomach, will continue to grow like Liani," said Listi while eating her food.

"Will I be a friend of Liani Om?" tanya Liani turned towards Arkan, looking at Arkan with cute twitching eyes.

"Can dong," said Arkan.

Nayna again felt, if she was just a mosquito there, she sighed a few times and let out slowly, she was really uncomfortable with the situation, she said, let alone seeing the closeness of Arkan with the mother and child.

"Why are you quiet, Nay? Is there anything that makes you uncomfortable?" ask Arkan who from earlier can see the strange movements of Nayna.

'Yes Om, I'm not comfortable seeing Om so close to Misti and his son.' The words that Nayna could only speak in her heart.

"Not why Om," said Nayna briefly.

"What the food is not good, sorry I don't know your taste, so I just cook according to the favorite food of Arkan alone," explained Listi, from the tone and speech is just plain.

However, it can make Nayna increasingly uncomfortable feeling, even she who as a wife does not know what is the favorite of the man who has the status of her husband.

"No Ma'am, the food is good. It's really nice even," said Nayna trying to put a big smile on Listi.

"It's good that it is." Listi nodded and smiled.

Nayna continued to eat, until the food on her plate was exhausted without rest, after which she decided to move from the dining table and wash the equipment that had been piled up in the sink.

While Arkan, Listi and her son were sitting on the living room couch somehow they were talking about, Nayna was actually eager to hear their talk, but she forgot her wish.

After finishing with his activities, the young pregnant woman walked towards them, seeing that Listi had started to stand up, along with Liani.

"You'll meet Ivan right away" Arkan told Listi.

"Yes thank you Ar, you have to help me again" said Listi smiled at Arkan.

"Yes are the same."

"Yes, if so, I go home first yes, thank you already ngijinin me with Liani, for breakfast here," said Listi.

"Yes, thank you for making breakfast, too" Arkan said.

"I go home first yes Nay," said Listi who then turned to look at Nayna.

"Yes Ma'am" said Nayna smiling.

After that Listi went from there, Arkan delivered Listi to the doorstep of the house.

"Om looking very close to the same Sister Listi?" nayna asked, making Arkan who had originally gazed towards Listi go, be looking at her.

"We have been friends for a long time" Arkan said casually.

"Yes, if that's it I'm ready to go to work first yes," said Arkan sounding relaxed.

However, sounding different at the hearing of the young mummy, he seemed to hear Arkan deliberately divert the discussion about Listi among them.

"Yes Om" said Nayna, nodding and letting Arkan go to his room.

Nayna sighed deeply, for some reason since the incident, there was a sense of unease in her, what really happened to her.

Not wanting to think too much, he decided to continue cleaning the house, in the midst of his busyness, he remembered yesterday when he met Raffa again, also when his father was aware.

The middle-aged man, not looking at him at all since he realized, he threw his gaze in the other direction, making Nayna sad and decided to go straight home.

"Will Papa not forgive me?" he murmured while daydreaming and not focusing on what he was doing.

Since he was currently in position, he was sweeping in front of his room, he could hear his phone ringing.

He immediately stopped the activity and saw who called him, at first he thought if it was his mother, but it turned out he was wrong.

Again and again, it was the person he was trying to avoid who called him, the man who was none other than Raffa, it turned out that the man still had not given up, kept trying to contact him.

"What else, Raf. I told you not to bother me anymore, I don't want my husband to know if I'm still in touch with another man and he thinks he's upsetting me!"

After saying that Nayna intended to turn off the phone, but her movements stopped because of hearing what Raffa said.

'If you do not want to be frank, if the child is my child, then I will find his own ta.'

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"A–what do you mean?" nayna said nervously.

'All right, that child is my son Nay, our son.'

'No pa-pa if you still don't want to be honest. What is clear is that once I know everything, I will look for you again.'

"Ka— hello." The phone call was suddenly cut off.

Nayna moved uneasily, what should she do if what Raffa said was true, the man was really finding out about the truth.

"He must be just bluffing me, right?" muttered Nayna with a limp body.

His feelings are mixed, he is not ready if Raffa knows the truth at this time, he does not want the problems that had originally begun to improve back chaotic.

Moreover, his parents will certainly be more disappointed in him, if they find out, if Arkan is not the father of the child.

Too late in the thoughts that raged in his mind, making Nayna did not realize that Arkan had been standing at the door of his room that was open.

"What's up, Nay? Why do you look so panicked? Who called just now?"

Hearing Arkan's question, Nayna turned around and looked at him, trying to look ordinary in front of Arkan and normalizing his facial expression.

"It's okay, Om, that was the one who called my friend at school," said Nayna trying as normal as possible.

"Oh, yes, if so I go to work first, yes" said Arkan.

"Yes, be careful" said Nayna.