
The dawn had dawned, the atmosphere and routine in the main residence of the Kartawijaya family was running as usual, but that was not the case for Keyran and Nisa.
This morning they had breakfast together again. Mr. Muchtar is currently having fun because of the increasing number of people in his family. His new daughter-in-law, Natasha, has given the house a new atmosphere thanks to a baby named Samuel.
Everyone followed that breakfast, even Chelsea who stayed overnight also followed breakfast. But there is one person who is completely invisible to his existence, he is Keyran.
In the midst of that warm atmosphere suddenly Mr. Muchtar said, "Oh yeah, Natasha, he said last night Samuel was a bit fussy, while you yourself just had a reception last night. It must be hard for you, are you interested in using the services of a babysitter?"
"Haha, no. The reception party was exhausting, but I found it fun. Sammy was crying last night, but it's okay, I can calm him down now. So I don't think it's necessary to use a babysitter" replied Natasha with a gentle smile.
"My wife is right dad, we don't need babysitters, we can take care of our own baby" Daniel said.
"We? You mean you're taking care of that too?" asked Mr. Muchtar astonished.
"Of course, don't underestimate me!"
"Pffttt .. haha, even though you just changed diapers once last night. But now you're acting like a super daddy." Natasha chuckles.
"Hey, is this how you appreciate your husband?"
"Iya-iya sorry .. diapers that you put up are good! I'll teach you how to make milk at the right temperature!"
Mr. Muchtar smiled faintly at the behavior of his new son and son-in-law. Then he said, "Oh yeah, Daniel. I've decided to add something to your baby's party that will be held in 2 days."
"What would you add?" ask Daniel.
"Dad plans to add charity events. And since it's special to welcome my first grandchild, dad plans not only to invite our board of trustees. So I'm asking you to find another foundation or orphanage that we've never donated funds to."
"Your father is right, son. The more we do, the more good prayers will be received. Hopefully later Samuel will get a good prayer for the blessing of his life," said Mrs Ratna.
"All right, I'll take care of it. But later, because today I've made an appointment with an interior designer."
"Interior designer?" ask Chelsea.
"Yes, sister-in-law. Natasha and I planned to design a nice and special room for Samuel. As a father, I want to give him my best as long as I can."
Chelsea smile. "Haha, okay. I'm sorry I misjudged you, I thought you were unreliable and responsible. But now I believe that you can make my sister happy."
"Bcr .. Brother Chelsea don't talk so, like the old man knows! Make it a shame ..." complained Natasha with a blushing face.
A pleasant conversation, everyone showed a cheerful smile on his face. Only one person who tried to smile was Nisa.
Nisa felt like she was alienated. Even though he ate a fine sumptuous meal, he did not fully enjoy the breakfast. All he was thinking about right now was about how incompatible he was in the family. Starting from her who failed to meet the expectations of her in-laws, and now her husband who also could not accept her completely.
With such a thought, he subconsciously stopped eating and was swept away in a daydream. All of a sudden he was startled by a question from his father-in-law, "Where is Keyran? He's been invisible since."
"Eh, he ... He was exhausted, he had business last night and just came home this morning. She is currently resting in the room, so she is not having breakfast," Nisa replied with an awkward smile.
"I'm here, sorry to be late!" said Keyran who suddenly appeared from the back of Nisa. He then approached the dining table and sat right next to Nisa.
Shortly after sitting down, Keyran glanced at Nisa and in a soft voice said, "You don't have to lie if you don't want to eat with me."
"..." - ".Nisa was silent, somehow the words thrown by Keyran just now felt piercing for her. His throat was sore and his chest was very painful. It was a very uncomfortable feeling, just like the one that had appeared earlier this morning when he was holding back a cry.
I thought a time like this would never happen. The moment where I envy seeing the affection of others, even though someone who is in my heart right now is sitting right next to me.
Nisa forced herself to continue breakfast, this time she no longer took rice or side dishes for her husband. But everyone was busy talking about Samuel's planned welcome party. Only one person who feels awkward with Nisa's attitude, he is Chelsea.
I guess I'll have to ask her to speak with four eyes.
Before long Nisa finished her breakfast earlier than the others, she then excused herself to leave the dining room first. But shortly after Chelsea also left the dining room.
Nisa is currently walking towards the room. While in the hallway that was already close to his room, suddenly his footsteps came to a halt. Without looking back he said, "What's the need to follow me?"
"Eh, sorry. I don't mean to bother you, but there's something I want to talk to you about" said Chelsea, who was shocked to discover Nisa's whereabouts.
Nisa turned around and stepped closer towards Chelsea. "Tell me now, and there's no one here but us anyway."
"Previously sorry, I didn't actually want to interfere in your personal affairs. But I think today you look different than usual. I don't know why I think your attitude towards your husband is so different. I suggest you don't have to behave like this, your husband and I have nothing to do but business."
"You mean?" nisa asked with a surprised look.
"O-ohh so it's not because of me, huh? Haha, I think you're suspicious of Keyran. You know that last night we were out together and just came back in the morning, I thought you suspected something was not-nothing between us. Thank goodness it wasn't." said Chelsea with an awkward smile, she was embarrassed to have been mistaken.
"Is that all you want to say?" asked Nisa with a flat expression.
"Yes, that's all."
Without saying anything else Nisa turned around and continued her steps towards the room. As for Chelsea, she still remained silent there and looked at Nisa with a look of wonder.
"Hmm, what kind of person is he really? Even though Natasha once told me that she was annoying to the point that they were hostile. He said he would be angry indistinctly when his girlfriend was approached by someone else. But now, she's used to it when her husband came out last night with another woman."
"Ah, stop! I have to go to the office, I've been postponing my work for days. If I keep going like this then I can get angry."
***
Moments later, Nisa who was in the room had changed clothes and seemed ready to leave the house. Suddenly the door of the room was opened by Keyran.
"Where are you going?" ask Keyran.
"lectures. It's already entering the final semester, so I'll be busy." replied Nisa without staring at Keyran.
"Wait a minute, I have something for you."
"What?"
Keyran did not reply, he went straight towards Nisa. He then took out something in the form of a red box, from the box he took a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant that is very beautiful.
Nisa was a little confused by Keyran's sudden attitude. He said nothing when Keyran put the necklace around his neck.
"If you think of me as your husband, never take this necklace off without my permission!" keyran said with great emphasis.
For a moment Nisa was stunned, then with a faint smile she said, "Beautiful necklace, thank you ..."
In contrast, that one word was enough to describe Nisa's current attitude. If it was the old Nisa, she would definitely jump for joy and shower Keyran with a kiss. But now it was different, even before leaving for college and getting out of the room, he did not say goodbye and just walked past Keyran.
While Keyran, he did not try to intercept Nisa and only sighed until the shadow of Nisa's back was no longer visible. "Hahh .. This is not what I'm facing from you Nisa."
But I also didn't expect more. The necklace ..it is not entirely my sincere intention to give you. I told people to tamper with the necklace, and put a tracking chip inside the locket.
I'm sorry I still can't trust you completely. Because I know, telling people to keep an eye on you will be useless. But if it's not like this, I won't know where you're going. I did all this because of you.
If only I could lock you up, but if I did you would hate me. I'm sorry, I protected you this way.