
I am too stupid. I'm a fool for dreaming too much and hoping to have you all. Keyra, your body exists, but your soul is nowhere.
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In his room, Rafka returns daydreaming after carrying out his work. He pinched the base of his nose while grimacing.
"Taking off you is hard, Ra. Why are you pregnant at the same time? I'm envious, obviously. As we wait for years the presence of the baby from your stomach, and no results until I admit the mistake. You're so pregnant with the last child." Rafka always blames himself. "What is karma? In the past, Dad used to hurt Mother and her karma on me?"
"Astaghfirullah," Rafka held a serpentine salute many times while scooping her face. Rafka looked at the screen of his phone that was on, there was a call from Shahila that he had always ignored.
"I'm sorry, I let you down because of my selfishness, Ra. I realized that having children from other women could not make me happy. It feels empty, everything is empty especially since you left the house. I guess after the child is born, we'll both take care of him happily like any other couple, Ra. And now I know, I'm wrong."
That's Rafka, selfishness and his ketol*lan. Perfect combination, right?
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Time goes very fast, it does not feel the content of Keyra has entered the ninth month that makes people around him feel anxious. Moreover, looking at the face of Keyra who was very pale and like he did not have a passion for life.
During pregnancy, Keyra never asked for this to the End, but the man always offered Keyra anything.
This afternoon Late observed Keyra's pale face, he sat beside Keyra who was watching TV while stroking her distended stomach. “What do you want?”
“You are dead,” replied Keyra spontaneously without turning his head. The woman's gaze was fixed on the television screen, but her mind floated far away on Rafka's ex-husband.
Both of them ended a few months ago.
“HAH?”
Keyra flinched, staring at the screaming End. “Why?”
“Why did you say you wanted to die?” Ask End of ketus. Suddenly a feeling of worry struck him, he cupped Keyra's two cheeks, staring intently at the bead of amber.
“Gosh I was daydreaming earlier,” kekeh Keyra while brushed aside the End hand. “Late... May I ask you a favor?”
Late of course nodding enthusiastically, he felt needed by Keyra at this time. “Asking what please dear?” Ask Soft end.
“Before,” Keyra moved from his seat and walked slowly to his room near the living room.
In the room, Keyra sat at her dresser, grabbing a blue paper folded as neatly as she could. He sobbed slowly when he realized that it had been six months since the grand reunion last time, he and Rafka had never met each other. Even during the trial, Rafka did not appear. Only the lawyer was present.
Though Keyra was eager to see the face of the man he loved as well as the father of the child he was carrying.
“Kangen your attention, Af. Although pretending,” was followed by tears that shed profusely flooded his cheeks.
On the doorstep, End's heart was sliced to see the woman he loved coming back crying in silence.
“Key--” Keyra turned his head quickly, his lips curving upwards forming a smile. He rubbed his wet cheek with the back of his hand.
Sitting on the edge of Keyra's bed, he patted her side blank. “Sini,” the door is directly obeyed by Keyra.
Keyra sat down beside End while thrusting the envelope containing the paper at the end of the confused.
“Nitip for Afka yes.”
Now the End understands. Again and again he saw Keyra crying just because Rafka was the one. “Why don't you just give me directly?”
Keyra responds with a slit.
“By the way, Key. All this time, you really feel the slightest taste for me?”
"Late--”
“Sutttt, cry aja,” The end rubs gently the hair and shoulders of Keyra vibrate. It moves to clutch Keyra's tiny body. “Nangis does not make you look weak and crybaby, just forget the squeeze ok?” Whispers slowly.
Of course it is not easy for Keyra to forget the figure of Rafka who has made the woman fall too deep.
Keyra has forgiven Rafka's mistake. But, to forget that painful incident, it felt very difficult.
The end was silent while rubbing Keyra's back. No matter his love claps one hand, as long as the woman in his arms is still willing to accept his presence and consider herself even though only as a brother.
Say Foolish end, End of that, he was a fool bin tulul, rejecting dozens of smart and single women for the sake of Keyra the widow who was two-bodied.
After this, End promised to try to make Keyra happy without asking for a reply to his feelings. End of consciousness, feelings cannot be forced.
Finally breaking his embrace after feeling the cry of Keyra began to subside, he brought his ear closer to the big belly of Keyra.
Dugh
“Wihhh he kicked Key,” Keyra chuckled while rubbing the head End still at home on his stomach.
“Nih dengerin, said baby boy ‘Mommy don't cry, yes.. Milan here follow sad if Mommy cry, tau! Or Milan came out of Mommy's stomach to be able to entertain Mommy, hm?" The Final Speech with a tone made as blank as possible makes Keyra laugh amusedly hear it.
“Iya I promise not to be sad again.” Keyra raspy. Keyra also promised in his heart never to cry again in front of anyone. He was really afraid of bothering the people around him.
“You also have to promise.”
The end frowned in wonder. “What promise?” Confused asking.
Keyra smiled showing off her neat teeth, a smile that always fascinated End Dika Vihor. “If you are given the choice to congratulate me or Milan, you must be steady yes choose Milan?!”
“Dih? Yes, it can't! His son Mommy congratulations should also be safe dong time not?!” The Final Sewot, even he had unconsciously clenched his strong hand so upset.
“Nih I want to promise, if one day something happens to the two of you, I-End Dika Vihor will save Queensha Keyra Naura and Milan Dikava Vihor at once!”
Keyra was stunned, yet she immediately smiled gently as End kissed her cheeks fatigued. He loved End as much as he loved Ivan and his other friends, just a little brother to his brother.
“I hope, if Milan matures later, he has a soft and caring nature like you.”
“Oh yes obviously, willed my son!” Reply End of arrogance.
Keyra closed her eyelids for a while, then opened her eyes while staring at End. “Can you ask for more help? If I don't, you guide Milan if he's on the wrong path. Say if his mom loves even Milan. Hopefully Milan does not have a vengeful nature like his Mama, I really hope he can be happy later and-”
Keyra's speech was cut off when the Final index touched her lips. "What the hell are you talking about? You will always be there in Milan, take care of him from childhood until later we have grandchildren from him. Me and you, will always guide Milan to a true path and our small family will be happy until death separates.”
“Small family? Ngaco you! We're not even in the End of marriage, do you want me to be the former?”
“You're not Keyra's stuff!" End inflamed, he did not like when Keyra said that. As fast as lightning he suppressed his emotions so as not to release hurt the heart of the woman in front of him. “We will get married after Milan is born!” The final.
Marry again? Even to just forget about Afka, I'm hard. Especially getting married again? I'm not pantes for you, End. There are many women out there who are much better than me, ready to be born in marriage with you.
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