Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 57
Arkan immediately came home when his work was done, just as before, along the way he hummed happily with a smile that was still reluctant to leave his face.
For him at this time, he felt in love more than he used to feel when he just made stones with Listi, for him this time more everything, either because he had forgotten the taste, maybe because he had forgotten the taste, or Nayna's presence is really special in her life.
"I can be considered crazy if it goes on like this" he murmured while holding his head because he did not understand himself.
Shortly after the car he was driving had arrived in front of his house, he stopped his car neatly, after which it went down and immediately entered his house.
He took off the suit and tie that was still attached to his body, after which he went to the kitchen because he could hear a noise from there, he could already guess if Nayna was currently cooking for their dinner.
When he arrived at the kitchen door, he smiled to see his wife who was busy with the cooking utensils, leaning back and criss-crossing on the door wall, he noticed every pregnant move that was still not aware of its existence carefully.
It feels impatient, for he can be like a husband and wife in general with his wife, but he realizes now is still not the time, there must be some consideration so that he does not take the wrong step in the future.
Although he was not a devout man of worship, but he realized there were some things that he had to pay attention to, as a man who married the woman who was in the position of Nayna.
"Patience, about four months more, you can only make her a real wife" he murmured while daydreaming.
"Omm, are you home? Why don't I hear the car Om?" Nayna who could hear his voice, turned around and looked at him in wonder.
"You are too busy, how can you realize my arrival" said Arkan who began to move closer to Nayna and then kissed her forehead.
"I think Om will be a little night away from home" said Nayna who returned to face the stove after experiencing Arkan, for fear of the food was burnt.
"How can I go home a little night, if from just now work is also forced to focus," said Arkan with a sigh.
"Why is that Om?" nayna asked innocently, looking at him in wonder.
"I kept thinking about you, I even got into Ivan's tirade because I kept smiling" Arkan told me.
Nayna, who heard that, looked back at her cooking, with hot cheeks.
"Emang Om why, until the smile continues?"
"Because of you, just remembering you, I feel like I'm just a new person in love."
Blusss....
Nayan's face grew hotter, she bit her lower lip as she felt anxious and embarrassed at the adult man beside her, not wanting Arkan to realize that, he also cleared his throat and busied himself with his cooking.
"Om shower first, after that dinner," said Nayna trying to try to be normal and divert the conversation, without looking at him.
"You don't need my help?" ask Arkan.
"No need Om, I can be alone, it will soon be fine," said Nayna shook her head, without looking at him.
"Well, then I want to take a shower first" Arkan said, finally going out of the kitchen, heading to his room to pick up a change of clothes.
Nayna heaved a sigh of relief, she then fanned her still hot face, the Arkan saying, as if water in a river. Calm but washed away, making his heart have to work extra.
"Why Nay? You're overheated. If it's hot, let me change it."
Arkan's voice, which had been behind him for some time, made the mummy flinch in shock, he was unaware of the man's arrival in the kitchen again.
"Eh— ti–no kok Om, just a little hot, now it's okay really," said Nayna looking at it stiffly.
"Related?" ask Arkan convincingly.
"He's sure Om." Nayna nodded to convince him.
After Arkan closed the door, Nayna again heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his chest, not wanting the incident to repeat itself. He immediately finished his cooking and arranged the results of his cooking to the dining table.
He made sure everything was ready, after being sure everything was ready. The mummy began to sit himself in one of the chairs there, waiting for Arkan while checking his phone.
Apparently there was a message coming in from Raffa, he immediately saw the message, only containing Raffa who asked for his condition. He immediately replied to her.
"What-an is the same?" ask Arkan while pulling up a chair and sitting next to Nayna.
"Sama Raffa," said Nayna with slight hesitation.
"Oh." That's the only word from Arkan.
"Om not bothered, if I'm close to Raffa?" investigate Nayna who is suspicious of the calm response from her husband.
"No, because I know, you were in touch just for the sake of your son" Arkan said. Because there was nothing he needed to worry about with the closeness of Nayna and her nephew.
"What if suddenly Raffa or I like each other again?"
"That's impossible" said Arkan in a soft tone, there was sadness on his face.
"I'm sorry I said the wrong thing" said Nayna, who was aware of Arkan's changes.
"It's okay, we should eat now," Arkan said, smiling as if hiding something from Nayna.
Nayna felt a little suspicious, with Arkan and Raffa. during the last meeting with Raffa, the man looked eager to buy the equipment of their prospective child.
[But I'm afraid that I won't be able to.]
Raffa's words, as if contained another meaning in it, but he immediately omitted about it, he only prayed if Raffa soon recovered from his illness.
Although it is impossible for man, for the Almighty, nothing is impossible.
He is eager to ask Arkan about Raffa's true condition, but he does not want to present a gap between them, let alone the current relationship and Arkan has just begun.
"Where is his job today?" tanya Nayna opened the conversation after a moment of silence.
"Everything is going well, even though my heart and mind are not doing well" Arkan said casually.
"Why is that Om?" ask Nayna curious.
"As I said earlier, you are the source. You don't want to get out of my head, even if it's just for a little while."
'Ukhuk .. ukhuk.' Nayna immediately choked on hearing that, she took a drink while Arkan swiftly rubbed his cheek that was soaked by tears.
After feeling quite relieved, Nayna took the oxygen in her depth, she then floated an annoyed look with pursed lips forward.
"Om, don't be fat when eating can't be, because Om I'm choking on it" said Nayna in a slightly upset tone.
"Who's a tombal, that's the truth, what I'm a tombal for. I'm not a guy who's good at cockfighting," Arkan said, not accepting being bullied by Nayna.
Because indeed what he said was really what happened, not just a dreadful thing like Nayna said earlier.
"This day I forced myself to concentrate, even though my mind kept thinking about you" Arkan continued.
"Om better eat the right first," said Nayna who was not strong enough to hear Arkan's words again, she still loves with her heart.
Getting such intense behavior from Arkan, made him unable to control his heart condition well.