My love is my Beloved Killer

My love is my Beloved Killer
Dicky's Explanation (A Secret).



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That night under the stars, Arka sat alone with Nayla. With the night breeze that rained down to the bone, accompanying the two at that moment, there was a shade that Arka felt, as she tightly embraced the body of her beloved Wife and expressed all her love for Nayla, she said, even Arka promised to always be on the side of the Wife so that Raga and Life would not be able to unite again.


"That's what you do, Dad. it's so painful it's not even that easy you'll forgive" Nayla said on the sidelines of the conversation.


"I don't care, until whenever I'm going to maintain this relationship" replied Arka without a stale ado.


Nayla stared deeply at Arka's face, and there was genuine love in her eyes.


To make Arka wrong behavior because.


The night is getting late, but Arka and Nayla are reluctant to move from that place, Nayla clasped Arka's hand tightly, both closed for a moment, so as not to feel the lips of the two touch each other, then cuddle, hugging, to make the night so cold it feels quite warm.


"Want me, I just end my dilemma." Nayla said suddenly.


"You mean?"


"I don't want your loss, Arka. But I can't leave Dad either, I wouldn't be able to if I had to choose between you and Dad one day,"


Arka was silent, her eyes were closed, her mind was floating on the verge of concussion. Because no matter what happens, Arka also does not want to be separated from the Wife.


The night was getting late, both of them were still there, under the bright shining star, until it made the two quite calm.


But for some reason, Arka suddenly saw Dicky looking at himself and Nayla, from the window of the room that is now in his place. The pair of eyes were watching as soon as Nylang, his eyes glanced sharply. Turning like a scout, not silent as sepicing. What's more, look away, there are burning embers from the twinkle of his eyes, like a flash of lightning, shining red as if expressing anger.


Dicky noticed, Arka and Nayla. Who was enjoying the beauty of the World, the gaze of his eyes as if to disarm the movements that Arka did, the look of his eyes that blasphemed revealed an indignation that could not be hidden.


"Let's go in!" Invite Arka who already feels uncomfortable, there is a feeling of unease himself felt.


"What's up, Arka?"


"Don't ask much," replied Arka while carrying Nayla's slender body.


Arka brought his wife into the room, to rest and pamper his body, who felt quite tired after a day of activity.



Nayla rested her head on Arka's chest, until her eyes closed and slept quietly in her sleep. Seeing Nayla who was fast asleep, Arka immediately got out of her dream bed. Walk her feet to meet the in-laws in the next room.


Chequek.


Arka opened the room. What Arka did, made Dicky shocked extraordinary, until his eyes stared pushyly at Arka.


"What are you gonna do?" ask Dicky who was quite surprised. "Why did you come here?" ask Dicky again.


"Calm down, Dad! I came to see you not to kill you. But why do you look so scared? I want to meet you like an in-law and a daughter-in-law" explained Arka without hesitation.


Dicky was silent for a moment, examining what Arka had said to him.


"alright. I believe!" Dicky. "Then what's wrong, you see me?"


"Is there anything I want to ask you?"


"What's that about?"


"My wife.


"Yes. Nayla's.


"What's wrong?


"Who are his real parents?"


Arka's question was like a sharp knife that pierced the chest, a sense of tightness suddenly ambushed his feelings. Dicky felt his tongue was a hoax, to answer the Ark's question.


"Why, you shut up. Nayla's not your real son, is she, Dad?"


"Heeeemz_!" Dicky took a deep breath and slowly. "Tomorrow, Arka! I'll explain it in front, Nayla," Dicky said.


"I can't trust you. I really doubt. I'm afraid you're going to go in secret. Because I avoid my celebration,"


"Dam. He's really smart" Dicky's inner self, staring at Arka's face.


"Why are you silent. Are you thinking anything? to avoid my question."


"No-no," Dicky replied stammeringly, avoiding Arka's sharp glare at him.


"Let's say! I need explanations and answers, not silence without words" Arka said.


Quiescent


Dicky was silent. The quiet night became quieter.


"Nyla." Dicky started to open his voice. "I adopted her from, Orphanage." Dicky tried to explain but again his voice was held back.


"An Orphanage?"


"Yes. I adopted her since Nayla was 6 months old, even I cared for and raised her affectionately."


Arka was still silent.


"I deliberately adopted Nayla, to fill my days because since Indah (Birth Mother Alvian) married your father, I never again opened my heart to any woman,"


Arka stared hard. There is a sense of pity from what the father-in-law explained. "Continue!" Arka Seru.


"Over time, Nayla grew more and more, but as time passed, I still could not hide the pain of my heart, because Beautiful left me to marry your Father, even the most painful thing about my heart, is that Indah never introduced Alvian to me, even though she was my biological child." Dicky was silent for a moment.


"Then?"


"With the growth of Nayla, I have the discourse, to marry Alvian and Nayla, that way, I will always be with Alvian, even though she will regard me as her father-in-law. But Nayla's immense love for you, foiled all my plans.


"Haaah!


"Until I finally told Alvian, that he was my biological son, I had difficulty making Alvian believe, until finally I was able to seize his heart, after your father gave all his property in your name, with that in mind, Alvian finally believed me, that you and he weren't brothers. At the core of Alvian's trust, I used it to avenge me, by killing your father and taking over all your property.


"Gosh..!" Arka begins to show her emotional soul but she tries her best to question it.


Dicky was silent again, his eyes were getting sharper, something was raining down on his heart, not every time he looked at Arka's face. Yep. The immense hatred and resentment that filled his whole heart and mind. Against betrayal done Indah by leaving her to marry Arka's biological father. Dicky's revenge can't be bargained for anymore. He was looking for ways to make Arka suffer. But after a long time his struggle was only destroyed and in vain, because again Alvian and Nayla were more on the side of Arka than he was.


There was a sad look from Arka, for the man she was facing now, but Arka's resentment and hatred could not beat the pity in her heart for the Father-in-law.


"So I'm not, Dad's Bladder?" the question suddenly came out of Nayla's red lips, The beautiful woman was unable to stem her tears.


Yep. Nayla was secretly listening to all the conversations between Dicky and Arka.


"Nay...



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