Italicized Before 24 Hours

Italicized Before 24 Hours
TRUST ME


Nara is shocked to see the arrival of Septian at night. The appearance is random. Her hair was a little wet, and so was her shirt. His face was pale, his lips slightly bluish, perhaps the effect of the cold piercing through the heavy rain at night.


"Well, why are you here?" Nara growled while glaring at Septian.


"We need to talk."


"There's nothing to talk about, mending lo go home."


"There's, a lot."


Nara bit her lower lip while wailing. No one wants to hear their conversation, especially their parents.


Nara approached Septian and pulled the man's arm out of the house. The cold air instantly burst forth right then and there. The rain is indeed sagat desar, plus the sound of thunder that is sometimes heard. Makes the night feel more tense.


"Tomorrow we talk. Now, mending you home." Nara slightly shouted as the heavy rain muffled her voice.


"Why not now." Reject Septian. This problem is very draining of energy, so can not focus on doing what. So the sooner we discuss the better. He broke through the rain to get clarity about the child in Nara's womb. But it seems in vain, Nara did not want to discuss this matter at all.


"There's my parents at home." Pekik Nara restrained. "Mending you're home now."


"But Ra."


"Tomorrow morning I have no class. Do you have time?"


"Yes, I can."


"Gue wait in front of the minimarket at that time. Don't bring a motor. Take my car. Now mending lo go home." Nara sat down and looked at the gate of her house.


Septian gasped for breath. He took the raincoat he had put on the porch seat and put it on.


"I'm going home first."


Without answering, Nara went straight into the house. It still feels bad with Septian attitude yesterday. And tonight, his goal is coming.


"Well, where's the guest Non?" Ask Bik Surti while carrying a tray of warm tea.


"home." Nara replied as she left the living room.


...*****...


Nara and Septian were on the edge of a lake. But they didn't get out, decided to keep talking in the car because it felt more private. The topic they are going to discuss is very intimate. As much as possible, no one else could hear.


"Is that my son?" Ask Septian to the point while facing towards Nara.


"According to you?" Nara asked back. But his eyes were straight ahead.


"My son."


"So, why so much?" Salak Nara turned to Septian. Upset because Septian asked what he already knew the answer to.


"Just want to be sure."


Nara smiled cynically hearing that. "Maybe you hesitate because you feel safe. But you know. I've only ever admitted it was the same. So if I'm pregnant, it's obviously your son."


Septian sighed before continuing the chatter to an even more serious chat.


"Gue will take responsibility."


Nara just smiled wryly at the Septian. As if it wasn't something extraordinary.


"No need." Answer's relaxed.


"Gue doesn't want to get married. So you don't have to bother with responsibility."


"You mean you don't want to get married?" Septian was made dumbfounded by Nara's words. She's pregnant, but she's not getting married, silly.


"Gue wants to kill this kid."


Again Septian was made dumbfounded. Not expecting if Nara still kekeh want to abort even if he is willing to take responsibility.


"Gue already pesen drugs to decimate the content. Today the possibility has come. So you gak___"


"Don't be crazy." Cut Septian while pulling Nara's arm. "It wasn't the right decision."


"According to lo. But exactly according to me." Nara exclaimed as she removed Septian's hand from her arm.


"Gue will take responsibility. The wedding lo. So please, don't kill the fetus."


"My decision is round. The cave is gonna knock this kid."


"NORTH." Septian could no longer bear to not scream. Nara really challenged her patience.


"Ngapain lo snapped at me." Nara Salak.


"Sorry." Speak Septian while trying to regulate emotions. He took a few breaths and threw them away slowly. He must really lower his ego when talking to Nara. Everything will get worse if both of them are the same emotions.


"Gue knows you're still traumatized by marriage. But this time, please, trust me." Septian grabbed both of Nara's hands and held them.


"Gue is not who can love the abundant material. But I promise, will always take care of you, always prioritize you and our children. Always there for you. And certainly, will never betray you. Believe me, Ra."


Nara pulled her hand from Septian's grasp while smiling disdainfully. "Gue was bored with promises and sweet words. In the past, Abi also always promised my share. But what, the fate of our marriage..... TRAGIC." Nara emphasized her word.


"Not until 24 hours, it's all over. We dated 8 Sep, 8." Nara began to get carried away if she remembered that. His eyes began to look glassy and his chest felt tight.


"If you're dating for 8 years, get divorced in less than 24 hours. What about those who have never dated. We don't know each other Sep, we don't love each other. Building a household? can it be?" Nara could no longer hold back her tears. Her marriage to Abi was bitter. And he didn't want to repeat that bitterness a second time.


"Don't make your old marriage a yardstick. Old dating, is not a guarantee that the marriage will last. In fact, many of the old courtship ends up not being married. And the new one, it's straight to marriage." Septian tries to convince Nara.


"Gue can't Sep. The cave can't." Nara kept shaking. She is still traumatized by marriage.


"If you can't believe it, we can make a prenuptial agreement."


"Not Sep, I can't."


"Ro, please... ."


"Sorry Sep, I can't. My decision was unanimous. I'm gonna kill this kid."


"Nara."


"Please, get out of my car. Looks like our language is done."


"not yet Ra. Not finished."


"Udah finished Sep." Salak Nara while wiping her tears. "Out Sep."


Septian took the paper and the ballpoint pen from inside his bag. He wrote his phone number and the cafe where he worked.


"Gue hope you can make the right decision. Call me or find me here if you change your mind." Septian handed the paper to Nara and got out of the woman's car.