
Aided by a wheelchair, Nara enters the house. One week they in Singapore just pass by, without any shopping, sightseeing, let alone the typical dish tasters there. All they get are creepy memories that almost took Nara's life.
"I'm sorry for not having time to take you around." lirih Ammar took a breath, even though there were many discourses he wanted to do with Nara. But everything is not even accomplished.
"I'll come with you on your orders, so don't feel guilty for not being able to take me around, I didn't expect that either."
"You are very tired." replied Ammar, he turned Nara's wheelchair in front of him.
Nara looked up, throwing an annoyed look.
"You don't realize how tough it was when you first met me? You're even worse than me."
"So you're getting revenge?"
"Yes..!" nara's voice is growing.
Ammar folds his forehead, it's not usual for Nara to act like that. From the scents, there must be something that Nara wants, but not delivered.
"Would you like to eat something?"
"No..!" Nara turned the wheelchair herself, and swung her wheels towards the elevator.
"Why is he..?" Ammar muttered with his waist, why did the little mouse suddenly turn so fierce? Is this the influence of the sea ghost of the Malacca strait?
Inside the elevator Nara continued to advance her lips, how not to get upset. He had hoped Ammar would keep his promise to visit Disneyland. It was his dream place a long time ago, but Ammar forgot that promise as soon as he got a call from the office.
Even his condition did not allow him to go there. But he was disappointed, because he had been very hopeful, even fantasizing about showing off the photos at Disneyland to his social media.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Nara came out and pushed her own wheelchair. Ammar's hand that was about to help even pecked for a moment.
"What happened to her..?"
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After finishing the bath, Nara sat on the bed while changing the bandage on her thigh. Then he was misfocused by the subtle movements made by the baby in his stomach. The growing stomach is like being pushed from the inside.
Nara then calculated the age of her fetus, did not feel it had entered the 30th week. Last check, gender is not yet visible.
"Whatever your gender, born healthy." whispered while rubbing the stomach.
It felt a little sad in his mind, considering he was not ready to accept the child completely. She did not expect to be a mother at a young age. Though in the past he planned, at this age will continue his education to take the title of Doctor.
Not that he did not want to admit the child, only that he felt sad for his own feelings that still denied the existence of the child. Guilt does not escape, he always apologizes to the baby.
"I'm sorry, Mom, for not being able to pick you a good father." she said with teary eyes.
Amidst his sadness, Ammar entered the room. Nara immediately wiped the droplets that were dripping from the corner of her eyes.
"Aren't you going to the hospital?" asked Ammar, he sat next to Nara who had finished changing her bandages.
"No need." replied Nara in a raucous voice, she really couldn't hide her cries just now.
"You crying?"
"No..."
Ammar looked at his wife, though there was no sound of crying. He knew Nara was lying.
"You why hm..?"
"It's okay, I'm just tired. My body hurts all. I just want to rest.." said Nara Lirih.
Ammar looked down, trying to find the face of the wife who was hiding behind the blanket.
"What's sick? Your hands? Your leg?"
"Everything." Nara held onto her chest which felt tight. From there is the source of his pain, from the feelings that continue to be haunted by guilt and regret.
"We're going to the hospital.."
"No need. I'm gonna take a break."
Ammar sighed, he did not know what kind of pain his wife was suffering. That must have hurt a lot. The more he came, the more he felt guilty. If only he could hold back that night, Nara would be fine by now.
Ammar opened his sandals, then put his feet up on the bed. He lay down right behind Nara's back, then gave her a warm hug. Maybe the pain Nara felt there would be no cure. But he hopes to give Nara a tranquilizer.
"I'm sorry." he said whispering, his breathing could be felt by the nape of Nara.
Nara did not answer, she still sobbed quietly under the blanket. It felt very tired, he just wanted to sleep comfortably and quietly, just like this time. Unknowingly he received Ammar's embrace very comfortably.
"Why are you doing this to me.." said Nara as she pleased.
Ammar opened his closed eyes. "Can't you?" he raised his hand, releasing Nara's body from her confinement.
"That night.., why did you do it to me?"
The incident was still stored in Nara's memory as a wound. Even though Ammar kept it as a good memory. Especially when those memories yielded unexpected results.
"Because you've always harassed me. Do you know, all these years I've never wavered from Irene's love. There is no woman who matches herself in my mind. But the first time you saw you on our wedding day, you broke my mind. You always tease me with your silly behavior. I didn't expect to be entangled by a foreign girl who was willing to walk down a dark alley just to save a rat..."
GGRDRRRHH.....
The sound of snoring suddenly cut off Ammar's speech. Suddenly the warm moment broke.
"Nara...?"
Ammar looked up, opening the blanket that covered Nara's face. The face was soaked with sweat and tears. Ammar blew his face slowly.
"Anyway with me if you wish you would still be mine?" He hugged Nara's body tightly while peeling her forehead.
Nara's patience and affection make Ammar the most selfish man. While her life is being ruined, when all that is not expected happens Nara still retains it all, with the hope of a happy ending. Who is not touched by that? He was willing to throw away all the golden opportunities and defend the unwanted child.
Even with a great lack of self-knowledge, Ammar hoped that the affection was also for him. With presumptuous hope, Nara was willing to open her heart. With great selfishness, he hoped Nara would remain his. Then with his hypocrisy, he promised to let Nara continue the path of her life.
His words and expectations are very different. The hug she gave tonight, she so didn't know herself that she wished Nara would want that hug next time.
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