Beginning of Forced Marriage

Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 38


Nayna was still not moving in place, she was still trying to digest what she had just heard, whether what she had just heard was real.


"I know, the words of apology I say may not be able to treat every wound I inflict on you, I also know how hard I try to make amends, will not be able to replace the tears that have fallen from your beautiful eyes."


Raffa spoke again because he did not see the movement of the woman who became his first love and became the mother of his future child.


"You may hate me as much as you like, hate me if it makes your heart a little calmer, hate me if you can feel healed, but I beg you. Allow me to play the role of a father for him, only until my last breath!"


Hearing the hurtful words from Raffa that made Nayna's defense destroyed, his body poured into the asphalt, why— why he had to be in such a position, why he had to experience it, why did he have to experience it, what is the reward for his mistakes.


Nayna came back crying, this was not what she wanted, this was not the news she wanted to hear when she reunited with the man, not the sad news from the man she had expected.


Seeing such a Nayna, Raffa returned to his meditation.he crouched down right in front of Nayna who was still sitting with a bow, a soft sobbing was heard in the senses of the man's listener.


"Don't cry anymore, Nay, if you really don't want me to be in front of you anymore, my a– won't appear in front of you again, as long as you promise you have to be okay."


Although with a heavy heart, Raffa was forced to say it, for him to see Nayna sad continuously, more painful than he could do nothing for his future son.


While Nayna is increasingly unable to stop her crying hearing the words of Raffa. Slowly his face was raised, staring at the man's bead which was now reddened.


"Why did everything become like Raf!" lirih Nayna looked at Raffa softly.


Raffa tries to bring Nayna to her feet, she looks at him with the same gaze as a few months ago, the adoring and loving gaze that once made Nayna always lulled in her gaze.


"Is your husband nice to you?" raffa asked, without saying Nayna.


Nayna nodded too.


"Did she treat you well, even though she knew you were pregnant at the time?"


Nayna nodded back in response, seeing that Raffa smiled faintly.


"Alright, I'm sure he must be a good man. To me your happiness is more important than my desire, if by being away from me you are calmer and happier, then I will no longer be in front of you."


"Live happily, thank you for trying to keep it." Raffa began to land his hand on Nayna's stomach, then moved, wiping it carefully.


"I'm sure she'll be fine with having a mother like you" she added, smiling faintly at the wet corner of her eyes, sitting down to hide it from Nayna.


While Nayna, biting her lips firmly, no more sounds came out of her lips, shouldn't this be what she wanted, but why, hearing the man's words made her chest tight.


"For me you are the first and last love of your life." Raffa started to raise his face.


He smiled, while his eyes were filled with tears that were ready to slide just by winking a little, slowly his hands on Nayna's shoulders and stomach began to fall apart.


Followed by her retreating, Nayna just stared at her with tears rolling down her cheeks, her lips tightly locked, not a word coming out.


"Why are you going again!" After saying that, darkness approached him.


...********...


'Ukhuk Ukhuk'


Arkan coughed as he moved to turn off the stove, the kitchen was now filled with smoke coming from the fish, in a blackened pan.


The man then looked towards Nayna who was now looking at him with a look of guilt, Arkan just sighed softly.


"If you feel uncomfortable, or there is something you are thinking about, you should not be maxing out for work, homework," Arkan said as he moved to throw the fish into the trash can, then put the pan into the sink.


"I'm sorry Om, but I'm fine" said Nayna who then lowered her head.


"How can it be said to be okay, do you remember some days you are not focused while working, if you are tired, stop working," said Arkan again with a straight look at Nayna.


"With you not focusing like that, it can endanger yourself," said Arkan again who began to move to continue Nayna's work, namely cooking.


Nayna did not understand Arkan's words, he realized that lately he was not too focused when doing something, for example, yesterday's incident, he was too busy daydreaming while ironing, for example, until his clothes became a scorch.


Somehow, the last meeting with Raffa was very disturbing his mind, after hearing the man's explanation, he kept thinking about it, he is now confused as to what path he should take at the moment.


Whether he should give a chance to Raffa, but what about Arkan. Whether the man will allow him to get in touch with Raffa, is only a friend as possible.


"Now you wait at the dinner table, let me continue cooking," Arakan ordered.


Nayna chose to obey him, because it is also useless he continues to push himself, while his mind is really chaotic at this time, rather than end-end even dangerous, then it is better that he just stay quiet.


His mind went back to what happened a few days ago, when he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed with Arkan waiting for him.


"Om when I passed out a few days ago, how did Om know I was there?" nayna asked, putting Arkan's activity at a standstill.


"Don't I tell you, if it was the sister who told me," explained Arkan looking at her at a glance.


"But who took me to the hospital?" ask Nayna again, because she was still curious, what Raffa brought her there.


"Said the nun who accidentally passed by there who took you to the hospital, the man asked the nurse to call your family immediately and the nurse called me," light Arkan just as he said a few days ago.


Nayna just let out a long sigh, for some reason her heart said that if that man was the one who took her to the hospital, it was always uncomfortable to remember every word that the man said at the time.


"Let's eat it, then" said Arkan, who had finished cooking for dinner.


"Yes Om, thank you" said Nayna smiling at Arkan and began to take his food.