Only Bride Reserves

About the Goddess

...Hi Readers, I'll tell you a little about the Goddess. Before returning to tell the journey of love Kezia and Rama....

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Goddess Sekar

I am Dewi Sekar, commonly called Dewi, I am the nanny of Ethan Asher, son of Kezia Afshen and Rama Asher. I love Ethan so much, like my own son. We were never separated, I took care of him since he was a baby, until he was a year old, at the age of five.

I left my foster children and my workers, after such a horrible night that it happened to me. Without saying goodbye and without a word, I went away from the city that took away my honor.

It's hard to leave Ethan when he's sick. He must have been looking for me, but I had to go. I was tormented by the pieces of bad memories that had befallen me in that city.

Even the figure of the man who took away my honor, just left, after driving me to the hospital. The man was Eduardo Erik, the fiancee of Kezia Afsen, the mother of the child I had been raising all this time.

It wasn't an apology I got after he came to his senses, for just snatched away my honor. But all I got was his words, which were as if I had deliberately set him up for him to sleep with me.

Why must it be that man, who took away my most precious crown. Why not someone else, why should my employer's fiancee.

I am so sorry to have helped her, which affected myself. My tears were dripping, as my feet were out of reach of those who knew me. I chose to live in a remote place. Away from all, especially my family in east Java.

My family doesn't know, the big problem I've been having. All they know is that I'm still working as Kezia Afshen's babysitter.

I lived in a small hut on the beach for a month. Other than the cheap rent, this place will not be known by the people who are looking for me.

I don't want people to find me, what else in my condition to get pregnant out of wedlock. Yes, I am carrying the seed of Eduardo Erik. My current content is at two weeks old. That night, I put an innocent seed in my womb.

My future has been ruined, but not for the baby I am carrying right now. I won't destroy it, I'll keep it. Although without a husband figure for me and a father for him.

I'd rather be like this than hurt Kezia, who's been so good to me. My tears came back, remembering again and again, about that night. The wound is still wet, although not visible in front of the eye. But it felt so painful, what else considering so ferocious, the man took away my virginity.

I tried to breathe in a deep breath slowly exhaling it. Hope the tightness in my chest will soon disappear. But in fact it was wrong, the wound not only struck my heart, but my mind as well.

I tried to rise from the slump, and bury my wounds deeply. Because people say, pregnant women should not be stunted. I don't want to be like Kezia when he stumbles on Ethan. His separation with Mr. Rama had a huge effect on his mind. Even though our rice was different, I still did not want to hurt myself or my future baby.

Here the atmosphere is very quiet, there are only a few fishermen who pass by to seek fortune from sea products. Sometimes I just go out and buy food.

For now, the people around me are very friendly to me. I don't know, if my stomach starts growing later. They will think negatively about me. Who is the father of my baby and who is my husband. I had to lie, as if my husband had died. So that people don't look at me negatively.

"Magi mbak Dewi," said mas Arga, my friendly neighbor when I began to contract in the house next to his house.

Arga nodded, and we walked to the shop together. He sometimes steals a glance at me. But I pretended not to know, it seemed like he liked me too, judging by his attitude towards me.

I don't want to, if Arga's mas to like me. I'm just a dirty woman, pregnant out of wedlock. Even since that horrible incident. Now I don't really believe in men, even though Arga looks really good.

Erik left a gaping wound on me. The deep wounds and the seeds of it that took away my honor. Since then, I have wanted no man more than a friend.

I will live for myself and my son. Trying to hold on to the rest of the money I've saved up all this time. It seems I have to open a small business, to connect my life and also the baby in my womb.

Like what, a business I could set up in a secluded place like this. I can only work after my baby is born.

"Mak Dewi, who lives alone in that house? Is it not afraid? Does the Goddess not have a husband or a candidate?" ask the seller, at the stall I'm currently at.

"Sorry buk, my husband is dead and I am currently pregnant," I said, trying to tell my pregnancy from the beginning, so as not to cause slander in the later days.

"That's your nadip, ma'am! I think the goddess is single. It looks like the Arga is interested in the Goddess," said Bu Peni, the shop keeper.

I just smiled, then tried to explain, that I still love my late husband.

I purposely said that, because I don't want to deal with men. My trauma to the man who took away my honor made me shut myself out of all men.

My words to Peni ma'am just now, made Arga's mas jerk. There was a line of disappointment on his face. Of course he was disappointed, like a flower, hoping it was a flower in bud, hoping it would bloom beautifully. However, before the flower had bloomed, I had pruned the stem, until the stem of the flower broke.

"I'm sorry Arga! it seems that you are a good man and do not deserve to like a woman as dirty as myself" I murmured deeply.

Although looks disappointed in myself mas Arga. The man kept smiling at me, either covering up his disappointment, or even the figure of Arga was indeed big-hearted.

I decided to go home first. Arga still intends to take me. I just kept quiet, couldn't resist. Because our house is just next door.

Even though my words were final, they represented my heart and mind. But Arga's attitude remained kind and friendly to me. I don't know what this guy wants, or he hasn't given up on me yet. Or indeed this man is too kind and big-hearted. Until my speech just now, it had no influence on his heart and mind.

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...Will the Goddess remain safe in her hiding place? Now Rama's men, Erik and Adrian, are looking for him...

Also stopped by my friend's novel, yes 😘