
Bian knew that his decision to fight for Nayra could be right could also be wrong. However, at least he wanted to fight for his love once more. He promised himself he would do anything to get Nayra back to him.
"I promise to make you happy, baby, I really love you" said Bian as he played his faithful engagement ring around his ring finger. Bian never let go of the ring. He is unable to let go because Bian still loves Nayra very much.
With a smile, Bian returned to focus on painting the face of the idol with all his heart.
While on the other hand, Nayra and Raka are checking the content of Nayra who has now entered the age of three months. Raka looks very excited, even he continues to sing a big smile with bright sparkling eyes.
Nayra could not deny her heart felt so warm when she saw a smile on the lips of the father of the fetus that she was carrying. Nayra also could not stop smiling especially when she saw the picture of the fetus in her womb which was still a black dot.
Since then Raka's hand also always holds Nayra's hand gently, not once the man let go as if he was afraid Nayra would run away.
"Doctor, my son is a boy or a girl?" asked Raka with a spirit that made the Doctor laugh a little.
"The age of Bu Naura's womb has only entered three months, sir, so her gender is not yet visible," chuckled the Doctor who actually made Nayra's smile disappear.
The naura?
Yeah, until this moment everyone still calls him by the name of Naura. No one knows that she is actually Nayra, sometimes it makes Nayra jealous. However, Nayra had to quickly remind herself that Naura should be on Raka's side.
"Ubu Naura used to be pregnant, sir, when she forgot that at this young age, the gender is not yet visible" said the doctor again.
Raka immediately looked at Nayra who was currently putting on a different look, the woman seemed to bend her face as if she did not like hearing what the Doctor said. To comfort the mother of the future child, Raka increasingly tightened her hand and then kissed her gently which made Nayra gasp.
The woman immediately looked at Nayra who was now throwing a sweet smile at her. "I forgot the old one, Doc, so excited about the current pregnancy" Raka told the Doctor but her gaze remained on Nayra.
"Yeah, you're right too" said the Doctor.
"Oh yes, I think Bu Naura is a little stressed, even though pregnant people should not be stressed," said the doctor seriously. "That's very influential for your womb, Ms. Naura, let alone Mother ever had a history of miscarriage. So preferably the physical and psychological health of the mother should be completely taken care of!"
Raka let out a heavy sigh hearing what the Doctor said, while Nayra could only duck while holding onto her still flat stomach. "Darling?" Nayra immediately raised her face as Raka suddenly grabbed onto her shoulders. "You heard what the doctor said, right? You can not stress," said Raka with sharp eyes.
"Yes," Nayra replied with a faint smile. "I will pay more attention to my health" he added.
After finishing checking the contents, Raka also drove Nayra home. And during the trip, the man again reminded Nayra not to stress.
"I lost my future son once, honey, and it hurt a lot. So I beg you not to let me lose again" exclaimed Raka half-heartedly who made Nayra again feel guilty. His memory revolves back to the accident that night, the accident that turned out not only to take away the happiness of Naura but now also affect the life of Nayra.
"I'm sorry," said Nayra suddenly. "I didn't do it on purpose, that night I was really sleepy. I should've pulled over for a second but-"
Nayra's speech stopped when suddenly Raka re-embraced her shoulders and even pulled Nayra's body to lean onto Raka's shoulder. Nayra was surprised, but she did not refuse. Instead of looking for a comfortable position to lean on Raka, Nayra knew this she should not do. However, for some reason he could not stop the desire to seek comfort from the shoulders of the father of his fetus.
Could it be the wish of his future son?
"Never blame yourself, Nay," said Raka, who stopped her car when the traffic lights turned red. "It's destiny we have to accept" he added, which made Nayra smile wryly.
"But it's still my fault, Raka. If only I had brought the driver, or I pulled over while sleepy. Maybe all this will not happen, maybe now the content of Naura is big and soon will give birth."
"Everything is planned by God, dear, even the mistakes we make are also part of God's scenario."
Nothing happens in the world without God's intervention. God must have one plan behind another.
Raka is very sad because she lost her child candidate, but it is precisely because of that loss that she now gets Nayra and also other child candidates. Then, for what else Raka blames fate when fate actually gives what he really wanted long ago. The desire he thought was impossible.
"Raka?" call Nayra in a half whining tone.
"What's? What else to do, honey?" kekeh Raka who has memorized the habits of Nayra, the woman will be very spoiled when cravings.
"I want to eat fried rice pete, which is in love with ten chilies, continue to use shrimp, use chicken, use a lot of soy sauce, continue to use fried onions that are good as well. Drink it I want fresh orange juice, freshly squeezed, a little sugar like ice cubes. Em, keep eating out I want to eat ice cream that tastes vanilla chocolate," said Nayra at length.
Raka gawked at what Nayra wanted, even now she suspected the woman was not actually craving. Maybe he deliberately fabricated what he wanted to make Raka difficult.
"You crave or make it up anyway, honey?" kekeh Raka who made the look of Nayra's face immediately changed. In fact, he immediately sat up straight while throwing his deathly gaze at Raka.
It was then that Raka realized that her position was now back in danger.