NAYNA OCEAN
CHAPTER 78 Rain
God, is this my way of life? You don't give me a child, do you want to break the blood of Diska that runs through my body, so that there are no more people like us?
Nay tried to comfort himself, he already felt something was wrong with him. Trying to think positively, it may be true that God did not want to create people like himself so that no one else would get hurt.
Standing in front of the open sea in front of him, staring blankly. Hope has a child like the Ocean is a dream. Nay picks up his phone, looks at the wallpaper with Sam's photo, he bursts, sitting in the sand. Crying with the forehead touching the knees. Crying so bitterly, lamenting his bitter fate. Twenty-five years of a stressful life, his heart breaks after learning the painful facts about his parents. Doesn't he deserve to be happy now?
Only briefly feel happy to get a husband who loves him, a family that begins to harmonize. However, like just getting a little happiness ration for him, back to feeling the bittersweetness of life. The cries that he could not bear continued to flow uncontrollably, had become the attention of some people who were there. But, nothing comes close, it does not mean evil. However, sometimes crying is not only because of pain, but release the tightness in the heart so that the pain is reduced.
Rain began to fall, as well as the tears of Nay who had not stopped, disguised as rain falling from the sky. Suddenly the rain stopped above his head, Nay raised his head. It was not the magic rain that stopped above his head, but rather a suit that blocked the rain from falling on his head.
“Sam.”
Sam just smiled at Nay, trying to strengthen his woman, seeing the wrapping in Nay's hand made his heart sad and worried. He believes Nay has control of himself. He chose to hurt himself rather than hurt others.
“Come, we go into the house,” invite Sam, he extends his hand to Nay.
Nay welcomed Sam's helping hand, he stood up and immediately hugged Sam's body. Sam returned the embrace and made his suit fall, they were bathed in rain water. Sam let go of his embrace, wiping off the water that was on Nay's cheek, whether it was tears or rain.
“We will always be together, no matter what!” sam said with complete confidence. No more worries about feelings, Sam is so sure they love each other. However, there was an inexplicable sense of worry in his heart.
“Are you not leaving me? Whatever my situation?”
“No going!” answer Sam sure.
Sam framed Nay's face, he began to kiss her in the rain, the water soaked the interlocking lips, there was a taste in the water, there was a taste in the water, they do not care about the salty taste of tears or the sour taste of rainwater.
They returned home, in the house was already prepared their personal belongings, so there is no need to bother carrying goods when visiting the house.
“I prepare warm water for shower first, well?” said Sam.
“Uhm.”
After cleaning themselves up, they sit on the TV room couch, Sam picks up the medicine box, opens the wet Nay wound and replaces it. During the process, Sam did not ask why his hand was injured. He already knew the cause, after seeing the broken glass in the restaurant. Neither with Nay, there is no need to tell what happened because he believes Sam must have known it.
“You're good at everything, Sam,” praise Nay when Sam finishes changing his bandages.
“Do you believe? I once helped people by putting a bullet in someone's body?”
“Well if you don't believe, you'll be amazed if you meet the person I helped.”
“What are you helping?”
“So doubt me! Now instead ask?”
“Already, quickly say, who? What president? Or a famous artist? Usually many famous people do not like,” asked Nay curious.
“Not them, all I help is the boss of the Mafia.”
Puff..
Nay laughed at Sam's remark, “If ngibul do not height, where do you know the mafia?”
“Ya, already if not believe.” Said Sam raising one eyebrow. “You must be tired, let's take a break. We'll stay here.”
“Uhm.”
They went to the main room, the first time they were going to sleep in that room. But, it was not the first time they tried the bed in the room.
Sam gently stroked the mane of Nay's hair which was in an imperfect straight state. Yes, her hair has started to wavy a little. Man-made, after all, cannot match the power of God. Then, it will definitely return to the original form of what God created.
Nay hugged Sam tightly, as though frightened as her lover had left her. Sam felt that worry, he returned Nay's embrace, holding her like he wanted to put her in his body so that no one would take her. They slept until morning.
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