Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 18
Nayna, who had finished washing dishes, intended to go to the sofa to watch. However, in the middle of the trip, his ears caught the sound of a cell phone in his room that rang.
He tried to find out who called him, in his heart he prayed that it would not be the same person he had been contacting for the past two days.
However, it turned out that his hope did not come true, when he took the phone on the dresser, again the number he expected not to contact him 'was shown on his phone screen.
Not wanting to hear the caller's voice, he ignored it and deactivated it, after which he exited the room, resuming his intention to watch.
When he just came out of his room, he passed Arkan who had just come out of his room with clothes that had changed, if previously wearing a shirt and long jeans, today the man wears a short-sleeved shirt and short jeans.
"Om not resting?" asked Nayna who had originally thought that Arkan would rest in his room.
"No, I'm not too tired anyway" Arkan said with a light step toward the sofa.
"Oh that's it."
It was the only truth that came out of Nayna's mouth, while following Arkan to sit on the sofa, staring at the television that Arkan had turned on before.
"Why don't you rest yourself, aren't you tired of doing all day homework?" Arkan spoke with his hands busy switching channels on television.
"No Om, besides there's not much I do, just clean up the house."
"Do you like having trouble sleeping at night?"
"Yes that's it, Om." Nayna nodded.
Arkan nodded without letting out his voice again, for a moment they went back into silence, only focusing on the broadcast that was taking place on television.
When he was seriously staring at the television in front of him, Nayna just suddenly, wanted something, he remembered that near his school there was a seller gituk crispy, for some reason now he really wanted it.
"Why are you daydreaming?" Arkan's voice made Nayna wake up and immediately looked at him.
"It's okay Om," said Nayna shaking her head.
Why do I suddenly want that food, what's this thing called cravings? Inner Nayna.
He came to imagine, that gite that was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, even the sweet brown melt that became the contents of the getuk, was completely smeared in his mouth.
"Do you want something?" asked Arkan, making Nayna immediately look at him.
Their eyes clashed with each other, Nayna wondered in her heart whether she should say that wish to Arkan and ask permission to go buy the giteuk.
"If you want something just say it," Arkan continued.
How could he know, if Nayna was wanting something, of course he saw the movements of Nayna who occasionally wet his lips while daydreaming, so he thought that at this time his wife was wanting something.
"Om I can get out? I promise just a minute." It was Nayna's permission who didn't want to tell the truth.
"Where are you going and what are you going to do?" ask Arkan looking at Nayna intensely.
"I have a need" said Nayna, who had begun to bow her head.
She felt awkward being stared at so intensely by Arkan, Nayna also felt like she was being interrogated by the man, so she did not dare to look at Arkan.
"What need?"
Nayna choked in her heart at the question Arkan kept asking, but she would only go away for a little while and go straight home again, but if she said what she wanted to do, what the man who was interrogating him was going to disgust him.
"I want to go near my school" said Nayna in the end.
"Why what?"
"Near my school there are selling crispy, I used to buy it because it tastes good and now I want to buy it again," explained Nayna, still reluctant to look at Arkan.
Nayna stared at Arkan in surprise, she did not understand the intent of the man's words just now.
"What that means is that Arkan ngijinin I made you go." Nayna muttered with her confused look.
"Om Arkan I think it's just me, I'd better change clothes first, I'll hunt too late."
Nayna began to move to her room, she changed clothes and a little bit wearing powder and lipbalm, so that her face was not too pale, after which she returned out of her room.
"Why long?"
Nayna who had just closed the door gasped in shock, upon hearing Arkan's voice that was behind her, she rubbed her chest and turned to look at Arkan who was standing casually behind her.
"Om, why is Om here?" Nayna was trying to normalize her nearly undoing heartbeat
"Wait for you, what else."
"Waiting for me, what for?" tanya Nayna did not understand the meaning of Arkan's words.
"You didn't say you wanted food near your school."
"Yes, what's Om doing, waiting for me?"
"Yes to go together near your school" Arkan said casually.
"You mean, um, you want me to buy the food I want?" nayna asked who was still processing the meaning of Arkan's words.
"Yes, yes let's leave now," said Arkan who had started walking first.
"Ta–but Om, Om no need to bother like that to help me, I can go alone really," said Nayna while following Arkan's steps.
"No, you go with me, besides I don't have any work at home."
Nayna finally could only resign, because Arkan could not be prevented, the man had now locked the door of his house and continued his steps.
Nayna stopped her steps when she realized that if Arkan did not take out his motorbike, she turned to look at Arkan who turned out to have entered the car that she had just realized was in front of the house.
"Let's go in why even dumbass." Arkan pulled his head out of the open windshield of the car door.
"We wear this Om?" tanya Nayna pointed at the car doubtfully.
"Yes, you don't see, it's overcast. Later we can be rained if we use a motor."
"Well if so," said Nayna, then continue his steps that had stopped and began to climb the car.
Arkan immediately runs the car, when Nayna is already sitting and putting on her seat belt, in Nayna's heart wonders if the car is his friend Arkan's car.
"Om whose car is this? Om's friend's car that had time to pick up Om huh?" nayna asked a glance at Arkan who was serious with the steering wheel.
"Hmm." That's the only sound that came out of Arkan's mouth.
Nayna chose not to speak anymore, she was silent with a focused gaze on the road they passed, until Arkan asked the direction of the school road Nayna.
Nayna also mentioned the name of the school and the way, suddenly Arkan's forehead shriveled when Nayna mentioned the school address.
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Sorry yes everyone, for now I will only be up one part every day, later if the situation allows, I will definitely up more and more🙏
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