Papa's Choice Husband

SPP - 20

Asya was stuck in a taxi. He doesn't know where to go, he doesn't want to go home.

That fact was indeed bitter, he did not expect everything to be revealed when his heart began to feel comfortable. Whenever they try to get close, there is always something that keeps them away.

What kind of man Asya's husband really is. Cold yet considerate, indifferent but caring, what qualities El tries to hide. The innocent innocent girl was pondering over all the things that had happened in her life.

His meeting with El, all El's sweet attitude. El always tries to make her happy, smiling cheerfully erasing the wound. But the reality is not comparable to what exists. The laughter and happiness just disappeared. Could it be all just a charade, to cover up the unexpected.

Asya recalled the words Papa, someday, he will cry because he loves a man. And that happened today, that man was Papa's chosen husband.

"I doubt, is it possible that Papa knows all about Mas El?" Gumam Asya lirih's. Asya asks the driver to drive her to Papa's office. He had never been there for a long time.

On that journey Asya also returned silent and pondered. I hope what he thinks isn't true. Asya carefully tries to enter her Papa's office, hiding from the guards there. Papa had warned the office guards not to let Asya in no matter what. But the girl had a lot of sense, sneaking around as if she were a guest there.

With wide steps Asya opened the room Papa. Looking surprised Papa, he stopped his work.

"Do you know anything about Mas El?" Ask Asya. Papa just silently looked at Asya, he felt if his daughter knew something.

"Don't you know that Mas El likes to play girls? Did you know that Mas El likes to go to clubs with other women? And Papa betrothed me to a guy like that? The man Papa always told me about, the man I should have avoided when I grew up, the man I should never have met. Butwhat? Papa even married me to a man like this" said Asya. He could no longer hold back his tears. He looked at his father in despair.

Plakkkp....

Oh no, that slap. Asya felt it again, but why? What's wrong Asya? He just wants to know the truth.

"Papa is ashamed to call you a princess. Didn't I tell you to be the ideal wife. You're now vilifying your husband, what kind of wife are you? El already wants to pay for your college, he's obeying all your will, and here's your reward? Wife does not know herself. Let El do whatever he wants, you get what you want, right?" snapped Papa with anger.

"But why Pa? You know it hurts me so much, why would you want to see me hurt?" Reply Asya.

Plakkkp...

Papa hit Asya again hard. Once again the girl fell to the floor.

"Children don't know themselves, of course, because you were born a woman. I never wanted to have a daughter, ciih. Get out of here, serve your husband well. And you need to know, your mama, Syam and Galen know everything. GO" snapped Papa roughly. He kicked Asya to get up and out of his room.

Pain, the feeling was again felt in Asya's heart. It felt like knowing that Papa who he loved so much did not want him. Asya ran out of her Papa's office as fast as she could, though the tears fell so hard.

What kind of betrayal is this? Everyone knows what kind of man Asya's husband is and nobody tells him? So why does he have to know all that today? Why don't they just hide it until Asya's not in the world? Why is that disappointment coming from the people Asya loves the most?

Weak, weak, Asya back into the taxi order. He asked the taxi driver to take him as far away from this place as possible. The world that hated the most. A world where he cannot see sincerity. Everyone's love is fake, they're theatrical. Asya is just a doll.

"I wish my life was lost today. I don't want to feel any more pain, that's enough, this is overkill. I hate my life, I hate my destiny" Asya cried.

Asya asks the taxi driver to drop her off on a deserted road. A wide road where no vehicles passed. Accompanied by rain spots and occasional flashes of lightning were present. Enliven the heart that has been buried deserted.

"Take my life, I don't need it anymore, take me away from here" cried Asya. Shouts of sadness from the bottom of the heart of a teenage girl.

Bruuukkk.....

It's dark, it's all dark invisible....

2 Days later.......

Asya's eyes began to blink, slowly he opened his eyes. Ah, the scent he hates so much, the hospital. The white walls, the white ceiling, the place that Asya least wanted to go to.

"See, are you okay? Asya you hear me?" Said someone so worried about Asya's state.

That voice was very familiar, that soft voice, Asya knew him. The voice that was always there when Asya was injured. A voice that always gives him spirit when he falls.

"Nando" said Asya.

The young man smiled cheerfully, his cheeks wet with tears, he caressed in such a way. Showing the strongest figure in front of the woman he loves.

"Assyaaa" cried Jihan and Gita together. They both cried while hugging Asya. Finally, I opened my eyes after a long time.

"Why? Why am I still here? Does no one want to take my life? I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to feel that pain anymore. Can you guys help me? Take my life, please" Asya shrieked in her tears.

The tiny body was helpless, he lay weakly on the hospital bed. I can only talk and cry.

"No, I won't let anyone hurt you. I'll take care of you" Nando said as he kissed Asya's hand.

"I've heard that phrase. Please, let me go" Asya said.

"YOU HEAR? If you can't take care of her, give her to me, I'll make Asya my life. I will take care of her, I, I love Asya very much. He is my life" Nando yelled at Asya and El's family.

The Asya and El families could only stare at Asya from a distance. Nando, Jihan and Gita will not allow anyone to approach Asya. They were very disappointed with the Asya family. Even the husband who is very proud of his presence.

"You who? Go, she's my wife" El snapped at Nando.

Now they both face each other. Their eyes showed each other great hatred. The two were enveloped in anger.

Asya turned her gaze, looking at El who was facing Nando.

"Mas El why? After a fight, huh?" Asya asked after seeing El's face filled with wounds.