Beginning of Forced Marriage
BDP. The Part 24
This morning was not as usual, where in the previous days, Nayna who prepared food, now busy with cooking utensils in the kitchen is Arkan.
He was busy struggling in front of the stove, flipping fried rice in a frying pan, Arkan woke up early today so he took the initiative to make breakfast.
Nayna had actually been going to the kitchen since she was just about to start cooking, but Arkan forbade her when the woman intended to take over the task of making the fried rice.
As a result, Nayna only made milk for him and sweet tea at Arkan's request, after which he sat at the dinner table waiting for Arkan to finish with his fried rice.
"Om, does Om always clean the room by himself?" nayna looked at Arkan's back.
"Yes, why?" ask Arkan to look at her.
"Pantesan," murmured Nayna.
"Why?" ask Arkan because he can hear the murmur from Nayna.
"Can I go wrong in Om's room?" tanya Nayna looked at Arkan who was now sitting at the dining table, with fried rice already in front of him.
"If you don't mind, just do it, anyway all this time I never locked my room," Arkan said as it is.
"Deed Om's room was never locked?" Nayna looked at Arkan in disbelief.
"Yes, have you ever seen me lock my room?"
"Not really." Nayna shook her head. "But what Om, is not afraid of that," continued Nayna staring at Arkan who frowned, not understanding what he was saying.
"Why should you be afraid?"
"Yes, right now in this house there's me."
"What bad intentions do you have, until I have to watch out for you," Arkan said as he took the fried rice to his plate.
"Yes, I suddenly lost when Om was not at home and took Om's important belongings" said Nayna innocently.
Hearing Nayna's words, Arkan just chimed in with a chuckle, amused by what was said, even though in his room there was nothing, other than a laptop and some work files.
"If you want to go into my room, just go in, there's no important stuff, if you want to clean my clothes that are ironed also just clean it into the closet do not keep it in front of the door again."
"Can you really, Om, if I clean up Om's room too?" ask Nayna reassuringly.
"Yes." Yeah." Arkan nodded his head while feeding his fried rice.
"Well then I'll take care of your room, if you clean up the house."
"Now you eat, the rice will be cold," said Arkan made Nayna realize, if from earlier he was just chatting and had not touched the breakfast at all.
"Yes Om."
Nayna began to suck rice into her plate, after which she immediately ate it quietly, while Arkan had almost finished off one plate of fried rice.
"Are you not tired or bored, every day you have to stay at home and just do homework" Arkan said on the sidelines.
"No Om." Nayna shook her head, she did not stop her breakfast activities.
"No Om."
"Why? Didn't you have any friends before?" ask Arkan in surprise.
"If friends have Om, quite a lot even, but now I feel less worthy if meeting or gathering with my friends again," said Nayna.
There was a hint of sadness in Arkan's ears, which made him stare intensely at Nayna.
"Is it because of your pregnancy?" ask Arkan carefully.
Nayna did not answer him, she just lowered her head, focusing on her plate which was still filled with fried rice which was still quite a lot.
"It's natural that you feel that way, but you shouldn't just shut yourself up like that and get away from the outside world, you live like you did before, just make the past a lesson for yourself so that in the future, you can live better."
"Yes, Om. But I'm now more comfortable staying at home like this Om" said Nayna, finally raising her face and smiling at Arkan.
"Well, if you feel that way, but if you want to go outside, go for a walk or meet your friends, you just go, just be careful."
"Yes Om." Nayna nodded her head again.
"Om why Om is so good with me, let me be bad with Om," continued Nayna looking at Arkan seriously.
"When did you do evil?" ask Arkan to relax.
"When I accuse Om, we end up getting married."
"Honestly, I was really upset at you, for suddenly coming and holding me accountable, for what I never did at all, but the longer I can accept all that, because your position must not be easy at that time," explained Arkan.
"Thank you Om, thanks to Om, my future son was saved" Nayna said sincerely.
Arkan nodded his head, after which he drank the tea that Nayna made for him, he had indeed finished breakfast a moment ago.
"Oh, how are your parents?" ask Arkan to keep the teacup to the table and look at Nayna seriously.
"Mommy I have called several times, she also asked me about my news and my content, just said Mama, Papa until now did not want to discuss anything related to me," Nayna explained with a sad face.
She thought of her father who was still disappointed in her, not wanting to hear anything about her, when her mother started talking about her.
"You take it easy, he must have been a little disappointed with you, but as time went on, he would have forgotten his disappointment and come back as before." Arkan tries to calm Nayna down.
"Hopefully," said Nayna, nodding her head expectantly.
In the midst of their chatter, knocking at the front door, making them stop their conversation, they looked at each other, wondering who was visiting early in the morning like that, not as usual.
"Let me see it" said Arkan, stopping Nayna's movement to open the door and see the guest.
"Okay Om, if so I want to settle this," said Nayna.
Arkan nodded his head and began to step out of the kitchen, while Nayna tidied up the kitchen area and washed the utensils.
After finishing with his activities, he also intended to go to the living room, to see the guests who came. However, Nayna who had arrived at the kitchen door stopped her steps, when she saw the guest who was now sitting alone with Arkan on the sofa in front of the television.
