Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Nara wants to see Papa
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"Slow down, honey," I said, helping Nara into the room.
We just got back from the hospital and went straight home. Mom and Dad decided to stay with me. I want to spend time with them. Because they are all I have now.
"Nara just sit down Ma" said Nara.
"Yes Dear. Mama prepare food first for you yes, then take medicine," said I softly.
"Mama, Nara wants chicken porridge," her pinta.
"Dear, Mama make it. You rest first. If you need anything, call Mama" I said.
I'm out of Nara's room. I'm enjoying my role now, being a single parent to my two children.
"Mama," call Naro.
"Yes Son, why?" I smiled kindly.
"Where's Nara?" ask Naro.
"There's in the break room" I replied.
"Naro entered yes Ma, would accompany Brother," said Naro.
I nodded, then walked towards the kitchen area. Long enough to stay in the hospital, my house was not taken care of. Like her after this, I have to sort things out first.
"What do you want, son?" ask Mom who is also in the kitchen to make Daddy coffee.
"You make porridge for Nara, ma'am" I replied.
Mom nodded and smiled. Now I know that I'm not Dad and Mom's son. This fact surprised me because all this time I never realized if there was a difference between us. Is it possible that I'm the twin brother of Mr. Dante's late wife? I don't know I don't know. Mother said, they picked me up since my baby when I was in the village. They accidentally found me in front of the house wrapped in swaddling clothes and crying sounds that echoed.
I wonder who my parents are? If I ask Mom and Dad, they don't know the answer either. I am grateful that I am not their real child. Mom and Dad loved me like their own children. Even though we were strangers a while ago because of an incident that might not be acceptable.
"Mom, Ara to Nara's room first," said I carrying a tray containing a bowl of porridge and water.
"Yes, son."
I walked into Nara's room with a big smile. That's how I covered the wound that started to linger in there.
"Nara. Naro," my bro.
"Mom" answered the two of them.
I put the tray on the bed and smiled at Nara.
"Eat first, baby. After this take the medicine," I said gently.
Nara nodded. I fed Nara patiently and painstakingly. Nara loves chicken. If he is sick or unwell, he wants to eat porridge.
"Sister, eat a lot to heal quickly" said Naro.
"Not healed" said Nara
"Ck, if it's cured why is eating still fed?" syndicate Naro.
I smiled at the quarrel between my two children. At least their smiles could heal the wounds in my heart. Luka lost Mas Galvin and wound turns out I'm not my parents' second child.
Now I realize, since childhood, I was present as unwanted. Even when I was married, my life was different from everyone else.
"Take the medicine, son," I said, raising a glass of water and some medicine.
Nara's smile seemed to be able to provide calmness in the soul. This gentle innocent face reminded me of her suffering. At the age of buying, Nara had to feel the bitterness of the life she lived.
"Ma, Nara wants to see Papa. Tomorrow we go to Papa ya Ma's beard."
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Naro and I fell silent and looked at each other. Of course we are confused as to what to answer. I thought Nara was going to ask about Mas Galvin. What do I have to say, do I have to lie again? But until when. Whenever Nara would know that her Papa was gone forever.
"Ma, why silence?" nara asked, wiping my arm, as if awakening me from the daydream.
"Nara." My tongue feels like it wants to tell the truth.
Naro was silent expressionlessly. I don't know what the 7-year-old thinks.
"Mama, why?" ask Nara.
"Nara." Long breath. "I'm sorry Mama, son," said I felt guilty.
Nara looked puzzled, "I apologize for what, Ma?" ask him plain. If only Nara knew what was going on. Will he get hurt?
"Mama can't bring you together Papa" I said torturingly.
Nara's forehead wrinkled, "Lho, why Ma?" ask Nara again. The soul wants to know it's been stirring.
I looked at Nara with a guilty feeling that could not be lost and left. Tears began to grow and escaped from my cheeks. It hurts a lot, but I can't repeat time either.
"Mama, why are you crying? What's going on, Ma? Why can't Nara meet Papa? Is it Papa, not allowed to see Nara?" cecar Nara while shaking my hand.
"Papa is dead, brother," Naro said.
Nara was silent. His hands were straight away from me. It was like he lost consciousness.
"Papa donated his heart to Brother" continued Naro.
I can't say anything, I can only look down while crying so hard. I can't see Nara's disappointed and hurt face, it's gonna make me sicker.
"P-pa-pa's offering his heart to Brother?" reset Nara.
Nara nodded with her cold face. He looked at his sister with pity.
"Papa" cried Nara.
"Hiks hiks Papa."
I hugged the small body of the rebellious Nara. If he could walk he might have run out looking for his Papa.
"PAPA. PAPA. PAPA."
Nara's screams echoed in her room. Naro and I hugged Nara's body while fighting each other. This is what I'm afraid of if Nara knows the truth.
Nara cried sobbing in my arms by calling her Papa name. I know, however, no daughter is okay when it comes to losing the first love of her life.
"Hiks hiks, Papa don't leave Nara, Pa. Nara dear Papa. Nara kangen with Papa."
The moans and roars of Nara's voice were heartbreaking. Neither I nor Naro could hold tightness in the chest. We who should be the strength for Nara, even we who challenge the hardest.
"Papa."
"Mama, why let Papa go, Ma? Papa can't go, Ma. Nara dear Papa. Nara dear Papa. Nara wants to see Papa," Nara's fuss.
I don't know what to answer. I don't want Mas Galvin to leave either. If I could prevent his departure, maybe I wouldn't let that happen. However, I am an ordinary human being who is also fragile when accepting this reality. I, I'm an ordinary human being who can't avoid separation.
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