Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 34
"Om sleeping the same bed I'm okay, right?" nayna asked, looking at Arkan.
"I can sleep on the floor" Arkan said, making Nayna shake her head immediately, disagreeing with what she said.
Arkan does not want to sleep in bed with Nayna, but he does not want to make the pregnant woman, feel awkward to disturb her rest, although he must also feel awkward actually.
Had to sleep in bed with a woman who had always been nearby, even though they were husband and wife, but still Arkan still can not think of pregnant women like that.
"Later Om can hurt, if on the floor, this I limit it yes." Nayna moved to keep two bolsters in their midst as a barrier.
Finally Arkan nodded, inevitably he had to agree with the idea of Nayna. "Well, now you should sleep, it's night" Arkan said.
"Yes, Om goes to sleep, too" said Nayna, moving her body down and wearing her blanket to her stomach.
Arkan began to move following what the pregnant woman was doing, for a while they were silent with straight gazes staring at the ceiling of the room.
"Oh yes, Om. What was it, um, very busy?" tanya Nayna started the conversation back because she had not yet coughed.
The pregnant woman spoke without looking at her interlocutor, her eyes still focused on the object she had originally stared at.
"Not really, it's just that I was accompanying my nephew when you called," Arkan explained as he was.
"Oh, I think Om was busy," said Nayna who somehow felt calm and relieved, knowing that the man was not with Listi according to what he had in mind.
"Oh yes Om, can I see Om's nephew sometime?" asked Nayna who had now moved and turned her body, became tilted and looked at Arkan who was still in his position.
"Yes, you can meet him later" Arkan said.
"Eum, um can I ask you something?" asked Nayna with some hesitation.
Arkan looked at her and looked at her, he looked at Nayna as if asking about what Nayna wanted to ask that.
"If you may know, where are Om's parents?" asked Nayna who had been curious for a long time about the existence of the family of the man who had been her husband for several months.
Arkan did not answer the question, he just stared at Nayna long enough, the man just remembered if he had not told anything about his life to the woman who is now his wife.
"If Om, do not want to answer it, it's okay Om, sorry I asked a lot about Om's personal life," said Nayna at length.
He only realized, if not he should dig too deep into the man's life, again he was reminded by the reality, about his marriage.
"My father died while I was still in the womb, while my mother died when I was only 12 years old" Arkan explained.
Nayna looked back at Arkan deeply, she could see there was sadness from the eyes of the gentle man.
"I'm sorry" said Nayna in a soft tone as she felt she had made the man remember what must have made him sad.
"Why apologize?" ask Arkan looking at him again in wonder.
"I must have brought up something that made Om sad" Nayna said.
"Anyway, I'm not that fast, for me their departure we don't need to remember with sadness, they definitely don't like that" Arkan explained as he looked up again and chuckled.
"Om getting better looking when you smile like that."
Hearing that, Arkan reflexively looked back at Nayna who was still staring at him as well, until finally some time happened to look at each other in silence between them.
"Ekhem, oh yeah, Om how many brothers?" Nayna immediately distracted Arkan who continued to look at her in such a manner.
She deliberately diverted the discussion because she felt her heart beating, while getting such a gaze from her husband.
"I have only one older sister, but now she's gone" Arkan said.
"Is Om's nephew Om's brother Om's son?" ask Nayna.
"Yes, she's the only child of my late sister, from the time Mama died, my sister was the one who took care of me, until the time she and her husband died, it was my turn to take care of her child like they took care of me first" Arkan explained.
"Om must be very fond of him," said Nayna who answered a nod of the head by the interlocutor.
"Fasya is the only family I have right now, she's also already I consider like my own son, that's why I always want to do what's best for her" Arkan said.
"Name Fasya?" ask Nayna.
"Yes, I'll introduce him to you later" Arkan said, staring back at Nayna.
"All right, Om." Nayna nodded back.
"He must be very lucky to have a family like Om, who is always there and always trying to do his best for him" Nayna said.
"Hemmm, I hope so, when my brother and sister-in-law die, I have promised myself, to do whatever is best for her, so that she does not feel deprived of affection and attention, she said, after her parents are gone, though I know, I won't be able to match her parents."
"I'm sure he can already feel that from Om."
Nayna increasingly admired the figure of the man who was beside her, let alone the less of this man, good, understanding, caring, loving, responsible, has a look that is without gaps, has a, it was fortunate that the woman would be next to him.
Then, what about her, whether she had any hope of occupying that position, of course not, the woman had already thrown away that hope, that, he felt that he would not be worthy to be paired with such a near-perfect man.
The man deserved a man who was many times better than him, who was only a woman who could not take care of herself, the difference between her and Arkan was very far away, so Nayna did not dare to expect to be next to the man as her partner.
"Yes, hopefully," said Arkan who re-thought about Raffa's condition.
He felt that he had failed to keep his nephew, because he found out too late about Raffa's illness, he always blamed himself, he said, if he was more thorough maybe he could find out the disease earlier and the treatment of the disease could be done earlier, so the possibility to recover much greater.
Arkan stops the daydream, intending to talk to Nayna and tell her to sleep, but when he looks next to her, the pregnant woman has fallen asleep on her side.
Somehow after realizing that Nayna had been sound, the man tilted his body also face to face with his wife, he looked at the calm face with a smooth, smooth face, only this time could he see that calm face from this close distance.
As his gaze fell upon the bumil's chest, his hands stretched out to justify the blanket covering half of their bodies, the blanket pulled over, the blanket pulled over, up to Nayna's neck to cover things she shouldn't have seen.
Smooth snoring from Nayna, as if a sleep song that unconsciously makes his eyes more and more burdensome, until finally he followed the pregnant woman to pick up the dream realm.
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