(Not) Old Friday

Don't Go

"Om Afternoon, Aunt." Nova entered the house of Reka which was the door was open.

Luna and Niko turned their heads and looked at Nova. "Nova, tumben's here?"

Nova smiled then kissed the back of the hands of the two old men.

"You'll see Reka. He was with his wife inside. Sit down first."

Nova shook her head while sitting on the sofa. "I want to tell you something important about Reka and Nayla's relationship."

Both of Reka's parents looked seriously at Nova. What important things will Nova say?

Nova took out a map and gave it to Reka's parents. "During this time Sis Reka and Nayla just pretended to be married. They were married on the basis of this contract. Maybe Reka's sister married Nayla because Nayla's face is very similar to Azkia's and of course Nayla got the money from this marriage."

Niko and Luna read the contents of the contract letter. They feel they are being lied to by their own children.

Niko stood up and walked towards the tightly closed room of Reka. He knocked on the door hard.

"Delivery! I want to talk to you! Out!"

For a few seconds there was no response from inside. "Delivery!"

The design finally opened the door. He stared at the puzzled anger of his father who was suddenly this.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"You explain this marriage contract?"

The design rounded his eyes, as did Nayla. They stared confusedly at the contract letter that was now held by his father.

"Dad, I can explain that!" The designer and Nayla follow Niko's steps towards the living room.

The two of them stared intently at Nova who was sitting on the sofa. Of course, they can guess for sure Nova who leaked the contract letter.

"They, Mommy would have told you before, never to toy with marriage. Is it true that you married Nayla just because Nayla's face looks like Azkia? And you paid Nayla to marry you?" luna asked to clarify all those issues.

Nayla clasped her own hand. Maybe now it's all over.

"Yes, it was like that at first." The plan admitted his actions. "But I never endorsed the contract."

Both of Reka's parents looked back at the contract letter which was not valid without the signature of Reka.

"But Om, Aunt, after all Nayla married Kak Reka for money. Surely he only wants the treasure of Kak Reka only" said Nova again, who wanted to make things worse.

"Nova, shut up! You don't know anything about this. Don't interfere!" hardik Reka on Nova. "You better just go home!"

Nova smiled casually. "Okay, I'm home." After saying goodbye to Reka's parents, Nova came out of the house.

Nayla is now sitting on the sofa limp because her knees are shaking. He was afraid that both of Reka's parents would be angry at him.

"Dad, Mother, I'm sorry for lying. But I'm seriously marrying Nayla" Reka said.

"What about you, Nayla?" asked Luna while sitting next to her daughter-in-law. "You were forced to marry Reka for money?"

Nayla bit her lower lip with teary eyes. He didn't know what to say because he married Reka because of money.

"Nayla was in need of money for her mother's surgery." now Reka was sitting next to Nayla and she clasped Nayla's hand. "Nayla and I have agreed to continue this marriage without a contract."

Niko tore the paper and sat not far from them. "Dad doesn't like you doing this. Marriage is sacred, not a toy."

The design understood.

"And you design, never play with women's feelings. Do you love Nayla as Nayla or as Azkia?" ask Niko again.

Reka. He could not answer his father's questions. She loves Nayla but deep down she still loves Azkia. Although Azkia's body was gone, it was still in her heart.

The words of Reka were like thorns that stuck in Nayla's heart.

"But I will try to love Nayla." continued Reka again.

Nayla lowered her gaze. So it feels like jealousy and heartache. Jealousy should not exist because someone who is attached to the heart of Reka no longer exists in this world.

"Dad is happy, you can finally slowly move on from Azkia. But what about you Nay, do you also love Reka and want to continue this marriage?"

Nayla still lowered her gaze. "Hmm, Dad, Mommy, I'm sorry for lying."

"Yes, Mother and Father have forgiven you. You know, you're a good girl. You did all this because you had to. Mommy hopes you still want to maintain your marriage with Reka." Luna rubbed Nayla's back then slightly hugged her from the side.

Nayla nodded slowly. "Yes, I will continue this marriage" said Nayla in the end who made a small smile. She has no doubts about her feelings with Reka but she doubts, if she can love him completely and think of him as Nayla.

"good. Mother is happy to hear it."

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That night, Reka drew closer and removed the distance between them.

"Mas, it's kind of sleeping there. Strictly." Nayla pushes Reka's chest in order for her to shift her body.

"Can't you sleep with your own wife?"

"Ih, tight don't be so gini."

Instantly Reka loosened her embrace and looked at Nayla. "Nay, can I ask for my right?"

"May, if Mas Reka has really loved me." replied Nayla who understood what Reka meant.

"I love you." The design sniffed in Nayla's neck which made Nayla's hair instantly stand up.

"Mas, I'm not ready. If you say love can, but the proof?" Nayla continued to push the chest of Reka to leave a little space between them.

The design laughed a little and then distanced itself a little. "Okay, not yet for now. But in this close proximity, I can definitely get you completely." Long evaporative design. Moments later, he began to close his eyes.

Nayla didn't fall asleep until late. He thought about the true feelings of the designer. He was now staring at that handsome face that was soundly asleep.

"Azkia.." muttered Reka in her sleep.

Nayla closed her lips. Just now he was certain, he would be able to change Azkia's position in Reka's heart but hearing that mutter, the instant the confidence collapsed.

"Azkia, don't go..."

Unknowingly tears flowed down Nayla's cheeks. Slowly he got up and wiped away the origin of his tears.

Why else would I be in this place? I'm sorry, Reka. I can't continue this because maybe until whenever Mas Reka won't be able to love me as Nayla.

Nayla stood up and changed into clothes. He picked up his small bag and only carried his mobile phone and wallet.

I'm sorry, Reka. I'm saying retreat.

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