Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 10
The sound of the roar of the car approaching the house, making Nayna who was focusing on the television show, began to turn her attention to the sound, because she was curious, he approached the window and peeked out of the window.
He could see that Arkan, who got out of the car and closed the door again, was turning around the car, while a woman who was clearly seen was sitting behind the wheel with the car's glass open, he smiled at Arkan.
"Almost Far."
"No, I'd like to go straight home, thanks for the offer."
"Well, if that's the case, be careful, thank you for doing it."
"Yes, I go first."
Nayna can see the interaction between Arkan and the woman who some time ago came to the house, delivering the needs of the house.
The interaction between the two men looks very good, Arkan even looks comfortable dealing with the woman, the man smiles kindly at the woman, does not look the slightest awkwardness between the two.
"It turns out that the woman is a close friend of Om Arkan, the pantesan she behaved straightforwardly when delivering food here, they are like close friends," muttered Nayna who had returned to sit on the sofa, as the woman's car starts to leave and Arkan starts to step towards the house.
Nayna was casual with her focus on the television in front of her, nor did she bother about the closeness between Arkan and any woman, either, he thinks it's natural that the man has a special woman in his life.
He will not interfere in the man's personal problems, even if the man already has a lover and is planning to marry his lover. He would immediately take care of their farewell, he had no right to detain the man, if the circumstances were like that.
Already getting this kind of protection, he was already happy, so he would not be a hindrance to Arkan's life later.
"Om is home." Nayna smiled kindly at Arkan, not for seductive purposes or anything.
It was purely as a friendly form as a fellow human being, especially when he was hitching a ride on the man, so as much as possible he had to be friendly, acting like a guest to the host.
"Hemmm," said Arkan nodded.
The man stepped into his room, before long he came out of the room wearing only a shirt and pants that were previously still attached to his body, while the same suit his tie had been slashed.
"Have you eaten yet?" nayna asked Arkan who had just come out of her room.
Arkan shook his head, he did not have time to eat, this morning he only drank coffee, after that attended an important meeting together with Ivan.
"So I cooked quite a lot, what if we had lunch together," Nayna asked in a cheerful tone.
Arkan did not immediately acknowledge her, he just stared at her standing, looking at Nayna who had started to come back cheerful as the first time he saw her.
"Come Om," asked Nayna again because he did not see the movement of the adult man, his invitation.
"Eh, yes come on," said Arkan nodding and finally stepping following Nayna.
Nayna prepared the cutlery for them first, after which took the still-warm rice from inside the rice cooker.
"If the food does not match the tongue Om sorry, I just learned, I actually rarely cook, I used to just often see my mother, when she cooked, so not proficient," nayna story while taking rice and side dishes to the plate.
"It's okay" said Arkan, who had started feeding food into his mouth.
Suddenly Nayna wanted to ask what Arkan was doing just now and how close was Arkan's relationship with the woman who delivered the materials to the house and delivered them earlier.
"Why?" asked Arkan looking at Nayna with a frown, he realized that Nayna kept looking at him.
"It's okay, Om." Nayna shook her head and continued eating.
That's Nay's business, don't interfere in his personal life. Inner Nayna.
Right no? He should not interfere in Arkan's personal life, nor should he interfere in his life, so he also did not need to want to know more about the life of the man who is currently her husband.
When they finished eating, Nayna intended to clean the table and wash their utensils, but Arkan forbade it.
"Let me, you have done your homework, you should now go to rest" said Arkan who had stood up and took over the dirty dishes in Nayna's hands.
"But Om must also be tired—"
"I'm not tired at all," cut Arkan while walking towards the sink, carrying a dirty attachment.
Nayna finally complied, she just sat down, watching Arkan who was busy washing dishes and other equipment, Nayna felt the man was almost perfect.
Good, friendly, has a form that is almost flawless, responsible, can do anything, will certainly be very lucky for the woman who will become the wife of the man later.
Om Arkan will definitely get a good companion as well, as he is also a good man.
Nayna monologued, looking straight at Arkan's back who had finished washing his dishes.
Arkan wiped his hands with a hand cloth hanging beside the plate storage rack, he turned around and frowned in surprise at the sight of Nayna still sitting there.
He thought that Nayna had gone to the room or to the living room to watch television again, but why did the young woman still daydream at the dinner table.
Arkan walked towards the dining table which was only a few steps away from the sink, after arriving in front of the dining table, more precisely, in front of Nayna. He began to make a sound, to lean the earth from his reverie.
"Why are you still here?"
Nayna flinched from her daydream, she immediately raised her face, looking at Arkan who was standing in front of her, as the man's height was much higher than her, until he looked up to see Arkan's face with a sitting position like that.
"What are you waiting for?" ask Arkan again still looking at him in wonder.
"Ti–no, Om. I'm not waiting for anything" said Nayna, stammering slightly.
"So why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to rest" Arkan said, then turned and walked away.
"Yes, Om. I'm just going back to watch" said Nayna making steps Arkan who had reached the kitchen door stopped and looked at her who was already standing.
"Why watch, aren't you sleepy or tired?" ask Arkan.
"No Om, I'm not sleepy, I'm also bored to stay in the room" Nayna said, shaking her head.
