Charm Babysitter

Heart Games

Allina

The sheets - the pictures of our togetherness, scattered on the bed, the beautiful moments we spent were immortalized into all the pictures. Yeah, most of the pictures are Dio's face, Mr. Vano and me.

All the pictures tell clearly how laughter, smiles, annoyance, until the look of mocking each other is clearly painted in the picture. Yeah, that's the expression of mine and Mr. Vano.

Looking at the picture, it gave off my sense of being dead. Funny, adorable feeling, remembering that moment.

It's not hatred anymore or upset to see his figure there, Mr. Vano.

Holy hooch!. What happened to me. Admire the husband of others secretly. Something's wrong, let alone her being my employer.

Enough's enough! I made the same mistake, admiring a man who was haram to me. Especially the husband of the person, the wrong taste! I must kill! Before it expands filled the room of my heart.

This heart is empty for too long, it's normal that I feel a different vibration.

All the vibrations don't mean they're special. It was just a new thing that came to my life, a feeling that had never been felt, naturally this heart trembled.

I must not take this feeling to be special, and then drift into it to drown out logic, to make the wrong one right, black to white, to forget shame for the sake of longing, to forget religion for the sake of love.

Love is blinding, if I can't drive it, I'll be lost.

What is worse will be destroying yourself and others who are innocent.

The straight path must be prioritized, obstacles must be faced calmly, do not go fast and do not also look back too often, to get to the goal.

To kill this wrong taste.

I need the courage to hurt myself, need the strength to hold on, or run away.

There are still many right choices, killing this feeling will not make me die, but make me a hero to myself, save myself from the maze of sin.

The path of destiny, who gets to guess.

The door of this heart had been knocked unprepared, I had already opened it, finding that the figure that had knocked was not the right person. My choice should be to close it and not let it in, because it already belongs to someone else.

"Your photos are awesome, feel complete and perfect. Like a whole family. There was the figure of Father, Mother, and Son." the sentence was so flowing and light, there was the joy of the voice and echoed in the room of my heart.

Dragged me to come back to my senses, asked in my heart and read his expression.

Is there a word of reprimand or insinuation implied in that sentence to stab me. But I did not find it either, even though I had repeated the sentence in my heart and read his gestures.

Her cheerful face covered in a smile, her eyes looking at me with full supplication.

There is something wrong with my mind, how the cheerful face displays at the same time a sense of supplication and helplessness.

Mr. Vano was still frozen, there was no movement from his body, his voice was not heard. The atmosphere was suddenly silent, gripping my feelings.

"Lin! How about you marry Vano?"

Duaarrrr............

My gut feeling is right something's wrong. I froze in silence unable to respond. Joke or this is serious.

But those eyes pleaded, there was no sign of this a prank.

I was still silent, the corner of my eyes was silently watching the figure that had been waiting for me facing the front of the television, not moving still silent.

Ms. Sella was next to me with the laptop open in front of her, the monitor screen displaying the Instragram app, warning me to be careful to act.

Yeah, he's a Selebgram, make this joke easy for him, when I'm stuck they'll scream saying this is just a PRANK.

Smile. The first answer I gave. Soon, I ventured.

"Ogah Ma'am, Marry the Lord, he's scary" with familiar language.

"Lin, I'm serious!" I was still stunned again hearing his words.

He's ten years older than me, shouldn't make jokes like this, here's a heart, there's a family, and there's a marriage he's drawn into this game.

My mind snorted furiously, I just kept silent unwilling to respond. Does he know that I just feel there is another vibration in my heart, lest he has been wrong to suspect my closeness with Mr. Vano.

But no, I thought. Me and Mr. Vano were never close we always tried to keep our distance, sometimes fate forced us close and would end up in a fight.

"Yes, I want you and Vano to get married and give birth to a child, after which you can get divorced"

Duaaar...

Again I was surprised. This is not a Prank game but it is a game of heart and marriage.

What does this woman think?.

She's a woman more mature than me but the thinking is so shallow. She offered her husband to another woman, and she had also broken the rope before the wedding.

Get married, have kids, get divorced. I sighed in silence, a man remarried on the permission of his wife is not wrong, the wife gave birth to children is not wrong, divorced after the wife gave birth is also not wrong, planning a divorce before the wedding happens is wrong, it is wrong, separating the child and the mother is wrong, offering the husband to another woman is wrong.

And how will I keep my impromptu urge not to expand, if the necessary air constantly enters my chest, filling and delivering oxygen into my bloodstream.

"We'd better talk about it another time, we can still try" replied coldly someone who had just been frozen.

He stood staring intently at Bu Sella, the look in his eyes was injured, an aura of anger from his body was emanating.

The wife, who was supposed to defend her from the temptations of other women, turned to thrust herself into another woman. Pain, but his inability to leave the seed in his wife's stomach, makes him feel guilty, unable to resist the wishes of the wife.

No matter where the wind came from, suddenly last night the wife conveyed her intention to Vano to remarry another woman.

Anger is the first form of reaction that Vano shows, when he hears his wife's intentions. But his love is so great for his wife. He controls his anger, seduces his wife, gives her hope that someday they will be able to bear the fruit of their love.

"We are in good health, everything is normal, there is no problem, only God who has not willed and has not entrusted it to us" a reassuring sentence and a wish hoping to touch his wife's heart and forget his wife's purpose.

But Sella again made her surprised by the admission that Sella was difficult to get pregnant. A month ago, Sella secretly did a gynecological test, which is the latest result that states Sella is difficult to have offspring.

The last time that Vano knew they were doing the test one year ago, they were in good health and fertile.

Vano kept insisting on his wife, he was ready to wait and be patient or accept all these circumstances even though they would not have any children at all.

Sella again threw him down, refusing, he still insisted that Vano should marry and be the son of Vano's own seed.

The family reasons and insistence of Vano's mother and father who need the elderly descendants of Vano can no longer be denied, making Sella continue to urge Vano, the threat he served so that his point can be realized.

"If you don't want to get married again, we'd better get divorced"

Vano who loves his wife so much will not be able to let go of his wife just like that, while he knows how to maintain his wife by persuading his wife's curiosity.

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"No" Ms. Sella firmly said that word, her eyes defying Mr. Vano's eyes.

"I want you to get married in a week" in a low but very commanding tone.

"You sure?" ask Mr. Vano

Ms. Sella quickly nodded.

"Don't wait a week, tomorrow I'll get married if that's what you want" replied Mr. Vano with his distracted ego, saying thoughtlessly, hurting himself and Ms. Sella.

I realized that in this conversation, I was in it. With a little courage I broke their debate.

"No, I don't want to get married" I suddenly made a sound between their cold wars. "I don't want to be in this game." I said.

I was so offended, they just decided without weighing my feelings. I'm just Mother Milk and their babysitter, but they have no right to regulate who and when I get married.

"Then I'll find another woman!"

Me and Ms. Sella were shocked, hearing Mr. Vano's words. I thought by refusing earlier, they would stop debating about this wedding game.

But I was wrong, Mr. Vano's emotions were provoked, he went with his wife's game, granted it. "That's the stupid thing this couple did"

"I'm out first, think again Sella your decision, I hope tomorrow morning you've thrown away all your stupid goals"

He was silent for a moment and continued his sentence.

"Or tomorrow afternoon I'll get married to your expectations" she continued as she passed away leaving us inside the hotel room.