Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. Part 83's
Nayna is currently in a bad mood, because again and again, she gets her monthly guests, even though she was expecting that she would get pregnant.
"why hemm?" ask Arkan who suddenly wrapped his hand in Nayna's stomach, his chin he kept the top of Nayna's head.
He who was originally in the middle of taking care of work on the sofa that had a balcony of their room, heard his wife several times sigh, while pensively on the balcony railing.
Coupled with the attitude of his wife who from waking up more silent, making him wonder, he was sure that someone was bothering his wife.
"Not why Mas" said Nayna trying to smile while rubbing the back of Arkan's hand that is still in his stomach.
"Not that we have agreed, if there is nothing to tell, do not simplify any problems yourself, nothing is confidential," said Arkan.
"I'm just a little sad" Nayna said in a soft tone as she lowered her head.
Hearing that made Arkan worried, he then immediately turned Nayna's body to face him.
He lifted the face of Nayna who was originally looking down, staring in beautiful eyes that always made him feel at home looking at him, eyes that always provide calmness for his heart.
"What makes you sad? Is there any speech or treatment that makes you sad?"
Nayna of course immediately shook her head quickly to hear her husband's words, her husband where ever made her sad.
"You never say things that make me sad, let alone do things that make me sad" Nayna said quickly.
"What makes you sad? Don't lie if you feel uncomfortable with my attitude that makes you uncomfortable, you just say, so I can fix it," said Arkan who was always afraid, if he hurt his wife unknowingly.
As happened a few years ago, when they have not expressed their feelings, since they saw Nayna crying at that time.
He had already promised himself that if it was the first and last time, he saw his wife crying because of her mistake.
"Never darling, you never make me uncomfortable with your attitude, for me you are still my almost perfect handsome man, with no gaps," said Nayna, who had wrapped her hands around Arkan's neck.
She then smiled, reassuring that she was not feeling sad because of her husband.
"Really, you don't feel sad because of me?" ask Arkan to convince.
The man wrapped his hands around Nayna's waist, looking at her deeply.
"Yes." Yeah." Nayna nodded with confidence.
"Thank God." Arkan breathed with relief with that answer.
"What causes you to be sad?" keep up with Arkan who is still curious.
"I'm sad because I have another monthly guest" Nayna said with a withered face.
"Will it be only six or seven days, be calm you will not fast long" Arkan said. Who instantly got a pinch on his stomach.
"That's not what makes me sad, you say that, as if I'm a mes*m woman who only thinks about bed problems" Nayna said.
"So what makes you sad, it's not me who should be sad, yes" chuckled Arkan who was happy to see his wife sulking like that.
"I'm sad because I hope we can get some happy news soon" said Nayna again lowered her face.
Arkan raised Nayna's face again, until they looked at each other again.
He gave a sweet smile to his wife, a smile that can always give peace to Nayna, when she was feeling sad or depressed.
"Didn't I say, don't think too much about the problem, the child is a gift, the presence can't be too much we think or force, if indeed we are trusted for it, if indeed we are trusted for it, then he will be present without us even expecting, I do not want it to always burden your mind, is not now Rezvan," Arkan said gently while tidying Nayna's hair.
"But he's different" said Nayna.
"What's different, there's nothing different, honey. Rezvan is our son, don't say that anymore, what if he hears and he understands what you're saying, he'll be sad and assume you don't want it."
Arkan took Nayna into his arms, rubbed his wife's back and gave a gentle kiss on his forehead, to give her the usual calmness.
"I don't think like that, I just feel like we're incomplete if there's no child between us" Nayna said in a soft tone.
"I understand, but you don't think too much about it, now just focus on me and Rezvan, if it's time it will happen."
Nayna tightened her arms, though she tried not to think about it, but she wanted to have a child with Arkan, so she felt their marriage was complete.
"Maybe it's because I haven't worked hard, so it hasn't been, how about we add time later" Arkan said as he let go of the embrace between them.
"It doesn't need to be like that either" Nayna's sulk rolled her eyes lazily.
"It's possible that more often, more is also likely to happen," Arkan's tease raised his eyebrows.
"Stop don't go on anymore, I discuss what, Mas even connect it everywhere!"
"Lho instead of connecting yes, there is a child 'right because of doing in— relationship"
Nayna kept her husband's mouth shut, so as not to continue.
"For what the hell is the longer the mes*m," said Nayna looking at Arkan with annoyance.
"But I'm like that, just like you," Arkan said, pulling Nayna back together.
"But not every discussion, keep going there."
"Isn't that a fun thing." Arkan started to get closer to his vows.
Intended to tweet Nayna, but was soon arrested by his wife. Nayna shut the man's mouth using her hands.
Nayna then moved her mouth closer to Arkan's neck, then whispered something.
"Darling, you have to fast for six days or seven days."
Nayna immediately released herself from Arkan's embrace, then ran away from Arkan while taunting her husband.
"Almost forget," muttered Arkan patting his forehead. However, seeing that his wife's mood had improved, he smiled.
At least he can make the mood of his favorite woman again improve. Arkan went after his wife, went from the room, headed downstairs and saw her son playing beautifully.
"Pa, look lesvan can make you home!" greet Rezvan enthusiastically while pointing at the building he built from wooden beams.
"Wah papa's son is great," praised Arkan as he rubbed the top of Rezvan's head sitting on the carpet.
"Yes dong, Lesvan," said Rezvan proudly.
"Where's Rezvan's mother?" ask Arkan, to Indah for not finding his wife.
"Taraa! It's the same drink."
Not yet had Beautiful answer the question, the person he was looking for had appeared from the direction of the kitchen with a tray containing drinks and snacks.
"Eh Mas, Kirain is still in the bathroom," Nayna's kekeh who accidentally teases Arkan.
"It's not that bad" Arkan said casually.
"Kirain, as always, paperan," said Nayna still with his piety.
"Keep being seduced, the next six days, you're finished Nay."
"Uhhhh fear."
The two of them continued to talk ambiguously, as if the world belonged to both of them, not caring about the existence of Rezvan and Indah who could certainly hear their debate.
Although Rezvan did not understand what they were arguing about, it was different from the Beautiful who now tried not to hear the debate.
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