Love In The Wound

Tyre 32

💖💖💖 Pov Naima

Now I'm still locked up lamenting my fate in bed. My eyes were swollen and red, I also refused to eat. Maybe one or two spoons was forced because persuaded my mother, I feel sorry for her, she looked very sad to see my situation.

From that day on, when I found out that I was pregnant with the seed of that depraved man, my appetite was gone, and I also preferred to shut myself up.

I was embarrassed to meet a neighbor who might sneer at me.

I don't know, if they still want their children I teach them to teach again someday. But for sure, I am very embarrassed and tormented right now.

Not long after I heard the roar of a car coming into my house. It seems that Mas Rohman and his family kept the promise to continue to accept my current pregnant state.

"Assynnya!" I heard them say hello and immediately in reply to my Father and Mother.

"Wa'allaikumsalam."

"Let's sit down!" That's how Dad said. I heard it was clear their conversation was out there. Because my room is in the living room.

"You know our goal Pak Bakti?" Ask Mr. Aziz.

"Yes sir, but_."

My words seem to hang.

"Sir, Naima is a victim, I don't mind if I have to raise the baby that Kanaya later conceived" said Mas Rohman convinced.

"Yes Pak Bakti, Ms. Mirna, Rohman has been very compatible with Kanaya, Kanaya is a good woman, I am sure this is just an accident," continued Bu Sania, Ms. Mas Rohman.

"Of course, we don't know our daughter's wishes," replied the confused father.

"Please let me meet Naima, Om!" Pinta Mas Rohman's.

I heard nothing from Father and Mother, and it seems that they were confused to fulfill the wishes of Mr. Rohman. I don't want to meet anyone right now.

"I beg Om, I love Naima very much" Melas Mas Rohman.

O Allah, I thumped at the words of Mr. Rohman, for He was intent on marrying me. I don't know if I should be happy or sad to hear this.

"Well, I'll try calling first!" Say Mother. Before long, I heard Mom knocking on the door..

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Ndok, come out Ndok, someone wants to meet you," Mom told me. I have heard everything clearly.

I became her mist, should I meet Mas Rohman or not, because my shame is greater than my pleasure to meet him.

"Assynnya!"

I haven't heard anyone say a greeting yet, who is it? Suddenly I felt no bigger than before.

"Wa'allaikumsalam."

Uh Mr. Ridwan, Dikha, come sit down!" Invite Bakti's father to them turns out to be Mas Dikha and his father.

"What do you need to do, come suddenly?" Ask the Consecrated Father again after they are welcome to sit in an empty place.

"I came here, aiming to propose Naima to Dikha, sir," replied Mr. Ridwa to the point' without length, that's what I heard from inside.

"What!" Rohman suddenly stood up. It seems he did not accept our purpose. "Om, you already know, I was the one who first asked Naima, why did Om actually ask Naima for Dikha?"

Rohman raised his voice to make me flinch.