
"I beg you, Bi, don't keep this up" pinta Nayra said with a glass. "I really don't deserve you, I'm pregnant with Raka's son, Bian, why are you still looking for me?" hiss Nayra between frustrations.
Bian's presence seemed to further nourish the guilt and regret he felt in his heart, how not? The man who had become his former fiancee came back to see him, again expressing the same love as before.
"Even if you have three children from Raka, I will still love you, Nayra," Bian said confidently.
"Myan ...." Nayra whined at the man. "You why the hell? Are you sure you still want to accept me after giving birth?" Nayra looked at Bian wistfully and the man nodded surely.
"As long as you still have love for me, I will accept you for who you are, Nay, I don't care what's happened." Bian said with great emphasis, as if he was eager to convince Nayra that what he said was so serious.
"Naito ...." Now the man grasped Nayra's hand gently. "If you leave me because I love Raka, then I will sincerely let you go as long as you are happy. But if you leave me just because you think you don't deserve me, then you're wrong, Nayra. I love you sincerely, whatever your shortcomings, I will still love you. "
Nayra was so full of heartfelt expressions of Bian's love, it even made her heart shake again and the good memories with the man came back to her mind.
Bian sighed heavily then he said, "Think about it, Nay, ask your own heart. Whether you you still love me or have turned to Raka, if the answer is the first, I am ready to take you away from here and we will return after you give birth, just to give the boy to his father."
Nayra could not respond to Bian's words in the slightest, even the man's statement seemed to sway Nayra over his decision.
"Call me if you still love me, Nay," said Bian before he left Raka's courtyard.
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Naura could only cry a hiccup in her arms, this time she felt her life was completely ruined and there was nothing left. A chance to be a mother, a chance to be with the man she loves. Everything just disappeared.
"Patience, dear." Only that one word continued to be spoken by the mother since then while gently stroking her hair. While the father could only mute a thousand words, he saw his two daughters as if they were on the battlefield right now. If Naura were to lose, then she would be crushed into ashes. And if Nayra were to lose, then she would become charcoal.
He can't side with either one.
"Pa?" lirih Bu Irna as if she requested that her husband also comfort Naura.
"You must indeed get divorced from Raka, Naura!" exclaimed Pak Desta who made Bu Irna immediately glared sharply.
"Pa, why did Papa say that?" his jolt.
"Keep what, Ma? Naura can't force Raka like she forced Nayra to follow her wish" Pak Desta said, staring intently at Naura. "Also all this happened because of her own actions, when there are so many ways to get children but she prefers to sacrifice her own sister to get what she wants."
"You don't want to, you have to stay divorced from Raka and stay away from that guy!" sir Desta exclaimed after that he left his wife and daughter.
While on the other hand, Bu Mita was very supportive of Raka's decision. The middle-aged woman was also very hopeful in the next trial they had been inaugurated divorced.
"After this you have to marry Nayra, Raka, pity the child if it is just a child-printing machine for you" said Ms. Mita.
"I also want it, Ma, so I immediately filed for divorce without wasting time. I want to live a quiet life with Nayra and our child without the Shadow of Naura" Raka said at length. However, the man forgets that the shadow in his love for Nayra is not only his wife, but also Nayra's fiancee, Bian.
"Mama will support you, Mama will also help keep Nayra so Naura does not macem-macem."
Raka just smiled knots while nodding.
Raka is currently on her way to take her mother home, after which she has to return to the office because she has a lot of work pending.
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Bi Siti who was currently accompanying him made a cheese banana could only glance at Nayra who kept daydreaming until suddenly the woman screeched.
"Auucch." Nayra screeched as she accidentally touched the still hot frying pan.
"Non Nayra is okay?" ask Bi Siti while pulling Nayra's hand. "Fresh water first, Non, let's not blister."
"I can do it myself, Bi," replied Nayra. "Auntie please just continue this, yeah. When you're done, please call me."
"Alright, Non," Bi Siti replied obediently.
Nayra returned to her twin after she washed her hands, and when she sat on the edge of the bed, her phone rang.
"Papa?" murmured Nayra when she saw Papa's name on her smartphone screen. "Hello, Pa?" greet her with a cheerful voice.
"Honey, Papa's outside the gate. Can you come out for a minute?"
Naura's forehead creased deeply when she heard the father's voice sounding different. "Yes, Pa. Wait a minute," Nayra replied without asking anything more.
Just as he was about to get out, Nayra was asked by Bi Jum who was currently cleaning the courtyard. "Where are you going, Non?" tanyakanya.
"You meet, Papa, Bi, he said outside," Nayra replied as she walked.
"Oh that," said Bi Jum after that he continued his work.
While outside the gate, Mr. Desta waited for Nayra with great impatience. And when the daughter appeared, she immediately smiled with relief and even hugged Nayra tightly making Nayra even more confused.
"Well, is that okay?" ask Nayra worriedly. Instead of answering Nayra's question, Mr. Desta opened the car door and half pushed Nayra in.
"Come in, son," she asked. Unsuspecting, Nayra entered and her father soon followed.
"Where are we going, Pa?" nayra asked as her father drove out his car.
"Papa wants you to leave Raka's life," replied Mr. Desta who made Nayra stunned.
"I-I mean Papa?" ask Nayra.
"If you love Papa, Mama and you respect us, please get away from Raka's life, dear."
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