Destiny Choice

Nico and his Secret (2)

January 1, 2018

"Dad is happy that you want to accept this match" my father told me.

I didn't say anything back, I was just trying to focus on driving. After a long time, we finally reached Nana's house.

Ting tong's... Ting tong's....

Dad pressed the bell in a hurry.

The door opened and Nana opened it. His face looked shocked at me.

I'm sure, he must still remember what happened at the hospital that time.

"Eh, how come morning - morning gini?" tanya Om Andre who just came after being called by Nana.

"Ndre, I came to talk about our son's matchmaking" said the father without further ado.

I glanced at Nana who was surprised to hear it.

"I mean om?" tanyakanya.

"Don't you know, Na? You haven't told her, ndre?"

"Eh, I've been telling her from a long time." replied Om Andre.

"Nana doesn't want to be fooled. This can't happen!" he said with anger.

He went into the room and locked it.

Tok..

"Na, open the door." said Om Andre in front of his room.

I just accepted the rejection from him.

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A few weeks passed, I got word from my father that Nana had just broken up with her boyfriend.

"It looks like Nana is indeed your soul mate, Nic." said the father whose words were not filtered first.

He broke up, was it because of me? There is a feeling of guilt in my heart. But isn't this what I want? I can be with Nana now.

After that incident, I started to approach Nana back. I call him every time and take him for a walk together.

But, it seems like I approached him too far.

"I'm sorry, Na." I said to Nana who just finished wearing her clothes.

"Take me home now, Nic." she asked.

I followed his wish. It's my fault, I'm very, very stupid.

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I was drinking the tea Nana had made for me.

"So, did you send the invitation to Meira?" ask me while glancing towards him.

"Yes. Emm... Nic, do we have to kill Steven too?" ask her nervously.

"Yes, why? You mind?" I said while looking at him.

"No." he replied.

He continued to eat his snacks.

"I love you, Na." I whispered gently in her ear.

"Emm. I love you too." she replied.

"Don't talk, if it's not from your heart."

I know you're lying. And I don't like that.

"I came back first, Na." I said that I had moved from my seat.

"Eh, yes."

I also drove my car away from her house.

July 27th, 2018

I gave my wedding invitation to Michelle. His expression changed which from happy to cold.

"Don't forget to come." I said.

"Emmm... Sorry, Nic. I can't seem to come." He said.

"Why?" many wonder.

"There's business on that date. Sorry, yes." replied Michelle.

I know something's wrong with him. But I try not to care about it.

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"You didn't invite your mama?" ask the man who is reading the newspaper.

"For what? I just need my dad next to me." I replied as I took off the tie on my collar.

"really. Only father is there for you." he said with a slanted smile adorning his lips.

August 2nd, 2018

I always glanced at him. Glance at her who will always be with me later.

"Congratulations on the wedding" Steven said as he greeted me.

"Thank you for coming." I replied with a forced smile.

I thought a guy like him wouldn't come, but he was a lot braver than I thought.

"Congratulations, Bri" he told Nana.

"May you be happy with your husband" he continued.

"Emm. thanks." said Nana.

"Congratulations, Bri. Make the wedding." said the girl next to Steven.

I don't know the girl, but I think Nana knows her.

"Thank you, Brother Karin." he replied.

"The old man didn't see ya" said the girl named Karin.

They just left without enjoying their meal.

"He already has your replacement" I said without looking at him.

Is Nana sensitive? Is he sensitive, on the grounds that Steven brought another girl to accompany him? I guess not. It's not that kind of thing at all.

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Life after marriage is not as beautiful as imagined, Nana and I often argue. Either it's Steven's ring problem, and he won't serve me.

I know that he has not been able to accept me. But, I want her to strive to be a good and understanding wife to me.

"Why is your face so thin?" ask Michelle to me.

"Father." I replied briefly.

"There problem? You can tell me."

I told Michelle a lot of things about my problem. He listened to my story well. There was a sense of relief, when I was able to share this story with others.

Michelle is my best friend. Only he can understand me.

"Nic, if I ask you to come home to accompany me. Are you coming?" ask Michelle to me.

"certain. We can play the game until late at night." I replied happily.

That's what we used to do.

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September 2nd, 2018

I just got home after coming home from the office. I accidentally saw a blue car in front of my house. I feel very familiar with that car. Is it just my feelings?

Ting tong's.. Ting tong's...

Nana opened the door for me.

"Hi." greet him.

"Whose car is ahead?" many confused.

"That's your mama's car. Enter yuk." he asked while holding my hand.

What did he say? Is that Mama's car?! I shouted in my heart.

"Eh? Niko."

Why did Mama come here anyway?

"Gapain mama's here?!" my word doesn't like.

"Why the hell, Nic? It doesn't matter, if your mom plays here" Nana said.

I looked at him sharply.

"Emm. I'm sorry, Nic. Mama bothers you, doesn't she? Mama's just here to say congratulations on your wedding."

"Mama don't come here again. Mama knows that Nico doesn't like to see mama!" my snapping.

"Nic, you shouldn't have said that. She's your mom, you're crazy!" nana said to me.

"What's crazy is you. Why can you let him come in here!" my words snapped back.

Mom rushed out of the house.

Nana reentered the house after going after my mother.

"Why the hell are you?" ask me who is sitting on the sofa.

I didn't answer his words. And go straight into the room.

Actually I feel so guilty for yelling at my own mama. But, somehow I can't control my emotions.

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These few days, Nana's kind of stayed away from me. I think it was because of that time. I was just being ugly to him.

Our relationship became strained. I always wanted to apologize to him. But my ego is bigger than I thought. I didn't dare to do it.

All the fights that happened in our household. It was colored with all the colors that decorated it and now I just want to find a way out so that all of this can go back to the way it was.