Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 44
"Dok how is Nayna and its contents?" raffa asked looking at the female doctor with a worried look.
"I'm sorry to know, where's her husband?" The female doctor looked at him in surprise.
"His husband is in business, so he can't come yet. How's it going, are both okay?" Raffa deliberately switched the conversation because he did not want to be asked again about Nayna's husband.
"Alhamdulillah, Ms. Nayna is fine, the content can also be saved, lucky she was immediately brought here and immediately get treatment, at this time she is resting first, he said, only I recommend that you rest bed for a few days so as not to bleed again."
Raffa sighed with relief when he heard the doctor's explanation, as if the heavy object that had been afflicting him was being lifted, inwardly continuing to give thanks for the news.
"Can I go in and see him Doc?" ask Raffa.
"May, you can wait for him to wake up inside" the Doctor nodded.
Raffa immediately entered the room, as soon as the doctor and nurse left the room, he walked towards the bed with a glued look on Nayna's weak body.
He pulled out a chair that was in the room and sat himself next to the mummy bed, there was nothing he could do at the moment, he could only silently look at Nayna deeply.
Although there was currently a desire in his heart, giving a kiss or clutching that weak body to show the love that was still enthroned in the heart, but he was aware of the boundary between them.
Now there is a boundary between him and Nayna, a boundary he cannot cross, a reminder that the woman he is now looking at lovingly is the wife of another man.
"Had my condition not been like this, maybe right now I would fight for you to be by my side, living together raising our children together" muttered Raffa with his head beginning to bow.
"Honey it's just my wish, god only predestine me to stay in your heart, not to settle down!" lirih Raffa with eyes that have begun to heat up.
Had he had more time to survive in this world, perhaps he would have tried to get the woman he loved the most again. But all of that is impossible.
"So he's for me God, let him and my son be happy with his future life." Raffa closed his eyes, pleading with all his heart to the Almighty to have everything.
Suddenly, dizziness struck him, he felt something running down his nose. He immediately closed his nose with one hand, then moved from the chair to the bathroom.
He washed his nose with the water flowing in the sink, after which staring at his reflection in the mirror, there were still remnants of reddish color in his nostrils.
After a while staring at the shadow of himself with the mind that had been wandering, he continued the activity of cleaning the nose and washing the face, after which drying it with a tissue available there.
Trying to catch his breath first and let him out slowly, he tried to smile at his reflection and started to turn around to get back to where he was.
"Thank God you've woken up" he said when he got to the side of the bed, but Nayna opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.
Slowly those beautiful eyes began to move towards Raffa, looking at him with a glare, while the person he was looking at, returned the gaze gently with a smile.
"What about Raf?" He asked in a very slow tone, almost like a whisper.
"He's fine, he's a strong boy."
Hearing his words, the mummy was heard sighing with relief, a smile was present on his pale-looking rancid lips.
"Thank God."
"You want a drink? Or what do I want to get ready for?" tawar Raffa's.
"I want to drink like that."
Raffa immediately moved, taking the water that had been prepared by the Sister on the nightstand beside the bed, slowly he helped Nayna to drink the water very carefully.
"I don't want anything. Which phone?" Nayna's looking for her cell phone.
"It looks like it fell while in the car, I'll get it first." Raffa got up from his chair.
While Nayna just nodded and stared at Raffa's body slowly, she started to leave the room.
The mummy looked back at the white ceiling, slowly moving his hands gently, giving a swab to his stomach, he really felt grateful that his son was fine.
He also felt grateful, because when he experienced that, Raffa just came to help him and took him to the hospital immediately, he could not imagine, he could not imagine, if there was no Raffa there, maybe now he has lost his child candidate.
"Are Om Arkan busy, yes, to not be able to pick up the phone from me even if only for a moment," he murmured, who suddenly thought of the mature man.
Whether it was just his feelings or not, lately he felt like the man was keeping his distance with him, those who had originally started to get close, had returned to being tenuous.
Especially when the man said, if he had stopped working at a restaurant and worked in the same office with Ivan, he so often went home at night, not even rarely to not eat breakfast.
"Surely now he is busy, because working in a company is different from working in a restaurant," he muttered again who always tried to convince himself, if Arkan was really busy with his work.
Honestly, trying to contact her husband, she really hoped Arkan would pick up the phone from her and drive her straight to the hospital, but it turned out that she had to be a little disappointed this time.
Again and again he let out a deep breath, until the sound of the door opening again, making his attention back to Raffa who had just entered the room again.
"It." Raffa handed the flat object to her.
"Thank you, Raff."
Raffa just nodded briefly and sat back in his place, noticing Nayna who was getting busy with her phone.
Um, I fell in the bathroom and now I'm in the hospital. Fill out Nayna's message for her husband.
After the message was sent, he did not take his eyes off the flat screen, waiting for a reply from Arkan, but after a few minutes the message had not been read.
"Did you tell your husband?" The question from Raffa made Nayna's attention finally diverted.
"Yes, but he seems to be busy,"
"Are you trying to reach him after you fell?" raffa asked looking at Nayna intensely, there was anger from the look in her eyes, as Nayna nodded faintly.
"Keep why didn't he come? What if I hadn't come, what would've happened to you and our future son."
"She must be very busy, because she's only been moving jobs for a few days, so she has to adapt to her new workplace" Nayna said of Arkan.
"But he shouldn't have ignored you like that" said Raffa still trying to blame Nayna's suanin.
"If you're here just to denounce it, you better go home, I can do it myself, really," said Nayna, who drove Raffa away because she felt bad when she insulted her husband.
"All right I'll shut up" Raffa said.
Finally there was silence between them, until the notification on his phone made the pregnant woman immediately see it.
Sorry, I was busy. I'm going to the hospital a little night. Reply from Arkan.
Getting a flat reply like that, making Nayna could only return to sigh deeply, she wondered if it was because the child in the womb was someone else's child, until the man now acted as if he did not care.