Naura Keyra

KN_ Epilogue

We are different in nature, but why do I still feel that you are near me?

...🐤🐣🐥...

It was raining heavily as if it knew what Rafka was feeling right now. He was standing next to the tomb of Keyra, which was in dispute with the graves of his parents and younger brother. Rafka took a deep breath

before dropping his body next to Keyra's headstone.

It's been 3 weeks since Keyra's been different from her. However, the feeling of losing Keyra is still felt in Rafka's body and soul. The man looked blankly at his wedding ring which is still attached to his ring finger.

"Hi, Naura." Sapa Rafka smiled a long time ago. "If I could turn back time. The first thing I do is, spoil you like I used to do before the trouble came. Waiting for you patiently without being tempted by other women. Maybe if I wasn't tempted, we're still together now and through the growth period of our child, right? I'm sorry Naura. Sorry for talking nonsense at the time. A dozen years I never felt bosen with you, you are opium that can make me crazy."

Rafka smiled again, her tears coming down as she remembered her good times with Keyra. That woman was different from the woman Rafka had met. Keyra Naura, a woman who is often sick but always covered with indifference. Keyra hates hospitals, so Rafka never takes his wife to work.

"Netha keep coming, Ra. He and Lintang even got sick when they found out their dear Aunty had been gone forever. Everybody lost you, baby."

Rafka is lucky to have Keyra, especially his wife who loves him the same since he stepped on the bench of SMK. Rafka thinks her love is clapping one hand. The fear of loss often haunts her, fearing that Keyra would abandon her and choose another man whom she loves.

Rafka is lucky to be destroyed! He was stupid, utterly stupid to the point of destroying his own source of happiness.

True regret comes at the end. Rafka looked at her grave-in-law with her head bowed.

"Mother, Papa, sorry. I'm sorry Naura is so deep. Maafin Rafka has also made Naura go through her pregnancy without Rafka. Rafka's a coward who can't do anything. Sorry for worrying about Mother Reva, Papa Davin and Bunda Rini. Can Rafka come with you?"

"Don't childish."

Rafka looked up at someone who was paddling himself with narrowed eyes. "Where is my son?"

"Early Same. You can't be a husband or a father, Rafka." Flat end. His sharp gaze drew Rafka's sad eyes. "Gue will take care of Milan. She's not happy if she lives with the man who was the source of her mother's misery."

"Milan?"

Rafka's question is not finalized. "Don't feel the most hurt in front of their graves. Come with me," End pulled Rafka's hand towards her car.

In the car, Shahila was waiting for the arrival of the two. He growled while gritting his teeth to hear his son's cry that never subsided.

"Diem!" His his hissing which is able to make a month-old baby was crying louder.

When Rafka and Akal entered the car, Shahila's face was as soft as silk as her hand moved to pat Tio's butt slowly. The two men did not care about the whereabouts of Shahila whose reddened face held in anger.

The end lowered Shahila in front of the woman's house who immediately went down and tried to invite Rafka to come along. But Rafka chose to be quiet and End also returned to drive his car to his housing complex.

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"This?" Rafka furrowed her brows as the End thrust a brown envelope at her.

"Open up, I'll see Milan first." At the end, he left the room that was occupied by Keyra. He was not strong if he had to linger in that room.

Rafka opened the envelope containing the blue paper while sitting on the sofa in the room. "Naura," he muttered with a faint smile.

From Naura to Afka

Hi, Afka right? My writing isn't straying at others, is it? It was just the beginning of a tacky gini.

Rafka chuckles at reading the barite sentence that Keyra pours out in writing.

If you read this letter, it means that I am different from you. You're on Earth, while I'm on Mars. Howareyou? Must be happy with your son and future wife.

Feel apes not years of marriage with me? Me, the stone-headed woman who can't do anything. My uterus is weak, different from the healthy Shahila. While me? Pain af... Do you believe that the child I bear is your child? Ahh, surely not believe it?

But you have to believe that, I love you, you could say I am a slave to your love hahha thanks for being a good husband to me. I salute you know, you never play rough with women, so look manly.

My chest is this scribble Af, if time can be turned back, I choose not to love you. That one-sided love hurts, right? Fight for yourself in silence.

Can I have a favor? This time I made it.... Please take good care of my child, even though I do not know how it is, I beg you...

His name is Milan Dikava Vihor. Kepo yes why the Late clan is frugal? He asked, astonished to really ngebet same ki-me child.

Rafka's forehead shriveled inside. “Milan Dikava?"

Milan

Dikavas

Vihor's.

Nice name combination, right? People say, falling in love without seeing the form of the person is unusual. But now I feel it. Loved Milan when he was not even born in this world.

I'm labil, right? After that, I got pregnant. Choose to hide this reality from you. But now? Even begging so you can take care of Milan.

Cupu too, am I? Not talking directly but only brave through writing. Yes if through directly how can it? We haven't seen him in months. Honestly, Naura kangen afka.

"I'm miss you so much, Ra." Rafka Mumbles.

Our story has ended, the story that I assume there is always love in it, it turns out to be just a pretense of you. Why is it that since the beginning of marriage you have been so considerate of me? You shouldn't have to do that crap, because it's all just a lie. Sick af, I hate the same thing as a lie. And it turns out that the people I love have been lying to me since the beginning of marriage.

Ah never mind, disgust nulis melancholy gini. Not really me!

ILY :V

Signed, Keyra Naura.

“Cup cup, Helen is already malem come bobo.”

Rafka walked closer to Awal who was holding Milan while patting the baby's butt slowly. "Let's go, Helen don't cry."

“She Milan is not Helen,” ketus Rafka. His hand stretched out to take over Milan from the sling Early.

"It's not polite to you like Kakel!"

Rafka looked cynically. "Udah graduated from the first time Bro. Lifetime superiority, huh?" Rafka twirled a lazy eye. "Sono lo back."

"This is the Final home if you forget," said Awal cynically.

Rafka is indifferent to the Beginning. He snatched the baby pacifier

containing formula milk that was grasped Early and then carrying Milan into the room Keyra.

His son is still crying. Rafka put Milan on the bed and looked at him for a long time. The baby's eyes were also staring at him tearfully. He sighed before lying next to Milan sideways facing the baby.

Rafka slowly stuffed Milan's mouth with a baby pacifier. Then his free hand rubbed the watery end of Milan's eyes. "Zinc." With a faint smile, Rafka observed Milan's face. The baby's eyes are amber like her Mama's, her nose is sharp like a prostotan remind Rafka of her childhood photos.

"Naura, are you leaving after giving birth to a baby like her? Milan's our blend, Ra. My regret is getting bigger, this time I can't really let go of you." Rafka shamelessly cries in front of her innocent baby. Rafka put the baby pacifier on the nightstand and moved slowly hugging Milan.

The tiny hand touched Rafka's chin and cheek several times. Rafka rewinded her face because she was amused by the tiny hand. The man held Milan's hands and smiled bitterly.

"May Papa be honest? Ever since you were present, the person that Papa loved left this world. I can't guarantee you love me."

Rafka recalls, if all this happened because of his fatal mistake. But the innocent little baby was even affected.

Six years have passed

“Papa, why is my last name Vihor not Kalandra?”

“Kepo,” Reply Rafka.

Milan lips conical funny.

“Terus Aunty saucy on display in Papa's room who is it?” Ask Milan again.

Rafka this time was silent. His eyes collide with Milan's amber irises which remind him of his beloved ex-wife. Rafka chose to ignore Milan and just passed.

“Papa why don't you care? Do you love Milan?” Milan's face was gloomy. He sat on the steps of the stairs with his knees bent. "Why does Milan have four parents but only Milan have two friends?"

Dugh

"THE SICK!" Flinched Milan then stared intently at Tio who dribbled into the house with his friends. "out! This is a house not a football field, you guys have brains, don't you?!"

"KENA SANDAL AJA PAIN, CEMEN," led Tio yelled back. "Let's keep us back, later here make the mushy virus Milan nular loh."

Tio's friends laughed lightly while following Tio's steps towards the backyard.

Milan lowered his face and cried loudly. "I'm not soft I'm not soft!"

A new ending came with holding the 4-year-old girl approaching the screaming Milan.

"Hey, son. You why?"

Milan looked up at the end with a sparkle. "Milan can be bobo at Daddy's forever? Milan don't feel at home with Papa--Ouh!" Milan screeched as Tiffany clawed her cheek. "Tifa can't be naughty with you!" Tegur Milan while standing looking at Tiffany fierce.

Tiffany giggled and smashed into Milan's chest and hugged him. "Abang jan and yahhh!"

"I feel ngedes@h my son," decak End looked at his two children while shaking their heads. "Milan want to sleep at Daddy's? Permission used to be with Papa."

"Not want to!" The hard gel of Milan instantly made End gasp. "Milan doesn't want permission from him. Milan also do not want to have Papa, Milan just want Daddy with Mommy!"

"Daddy, who are Milan's parents?"

The end drew a soft hand of Milan and Tiffany, bringing the two into the car.

"Milan's parents are a lot, cool right?"

Milan shook his head, "nothing. Milan want parents Milan two aja, let normal like Milan's friends."

“Rafka, in the hospital, you asked for a second chance, right? But why do I love you *second chance*, you don't even care about our child?"

Rafka feels foreign, “Ra, call Afka don't Rafka!”

Keyra stared cynically, “What's the difference? You used to betray me because we haven't had children in years. Then after that, you ignore your own child! Nyesel I give you a second chance. From this moment on, Milan officially stay with me. Oh yes you will not protest, he just you will not care!”

“Naura!" Snap Rafka hard. “I didn't mean to ngacuhin our son! Look at Milan opening old wounds, Ra. ”

Keyra did not care, he kept turning his heels and went a long way leaving Rafka alone.

“Naura, *please*, *don't go away*!"

"MORRA!"

Rafka awakens from her dream with a state of sitting. Breathing heavily, he glanced at the sleeping Shahila with her back. The wife's shoulders don't seem to shake, Rafka still doesn't care. He looked at the photo of Keyra on the wall of his room.

“I was wrong Ra? Naura, I swear to you I miss you. It's been six years that you left but it feels like you're still around here.”

...**TAMAT**...

mampos lu niesel:v

ngefeel

if keyra is still alive, the same end? kasian dong end my soul mate the dowager🐤

belom is repressed by the ancur;!!!!

Keyra's still alive isn't he?