Take Me Off
Forgive Me
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"Mom, how's Evano doing?" Nayra sneered and sat down next to Ms. Jasmin who was bending her face. The middle-aged woman unceasingly offered prayers to the creator.
"Still in the dalem, Nay." replied Mrs Jasmin.
Nayra tried to smile, rubbing onto Ms. Jasmin's back as if giving her composure. The tired streak on the face made Nayra feel even more regretful. It had tarnished the relationship of the two families, breaking off the relationship with Evano as the man lay helpless.
Wasn't she a very cruel woman? Rela left my beloved for money. I don't know what would happen if Evano woke up, and knew everything.
"Nay." The gentle call made Nayra's head turn to look at Ms. Jasmin. "Where did you get that kind of money?"
Nayra snored, the question made her not wince. He had not yet thought about what reason he would give.
"I'm sorry, ma'am." regretted Nayra.
Jasmin looked at him suspiciously. Negative thoughts crossed his mind. Selling themselves? There's no way Nayra would do that.
"Remove your filthy thoughts, ma'am. I'm not going to sell myself to any man." Nayra laughed. Because in fact he lied to Ms. Jasmin. He sold himself out with a wad of money.
"I borrowed money from my friend, Mom." explains Nayra as if she knew what Ms. Jasmin was thinking.
Madam Jasmin heaved a sigh of relief. Smile, and rub the gentle mane of Nayra. "Mom knows you're a good boy. I believe in you, Nay." No need for a clear reason, Miss Jasmin seemed to understand how Nayra sacrificed to Evano.
Nayra herself was now looking straight ahead. Feeling the smooth strokes in her hair. So soothing, like a mother's gentle swipe at her child. "After Evano wakes up, please leave my apologies to her, Mom. Tell her, if I have severed this relationship unilaterally." a drop of her tears fell. Nayra could not bear to look at Madam Jasmin who was shocked at her words just now.
"What do you mean, Nay?! You want to leave Evano? You want to go with another man who's more than Mom's son?" yelled Miss Jasmin. As a mother she felt unaccepted, her son was left alone while still in a critical state.
"It's not like that, Mom. I'm doing all this for Evano's sake." lirih Nayra quietly.
"But why are you talking as if you're going to leave Mom's son, Nay?!" jeremy Ma'am Jasmin. Miss Jasmin's hurt look really made Nayra unable. In his arms the woman who is now rebelling.
"Deliver!" jakak Bu Jasmin sharp.
"Listen to me first, Mom. All this I did to save Evano. The free money is a guarantee of an agreement. Now my body is no longer entirely mine, but someone has bought me with the guarantee of being his wife."
Jasmin's mother shut her mouth in disbelief. How come? Nayra was willing to sacrifice her happiness just for Evano. It doesn't matter if the girl's heart is hurt. Jasmin was crying.
"Why did it have to go this far, Nay? You shouldn't do all that for the sake of your child." said Ms. Jasmin with a pushy look. Nayra wiped away Ms. Jasmin's tears, rubbing the wrinkled cheeks gently.
"It's my choice, Mom. I love Evano sincerely from the heart, not just nonsense. I want to see Evano back, see Evano in his own happiness." Nayra tried to smile. If I could be honest, her heart screamed in pain.
Feeling claustrophobic when a shadow was present in his mind. Evano is married to another girl, marrying her chosen girl. Live happily with in the gift of cute children.
Imagining all of this is simply not possible. Nayra clasped Mom Jasmin's fingers to try to reduce her anxiety.
"Please don't tell anyone, ma'am. Including Evano, let this all work out. If it's his soul mate, we'll definitely get back together." smiling reassuringly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't do anything. Mom owes you a lot of money, Nay." She hugged Nayra who was crying sobbing. Nayra's body trembled giving off all the pent-up burden. It was very heavy, Nayra could not bear if one day he faced Evano in a state of good.
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Bara smiled, returning the greetings of the servants in his house. It was not usual for the Matteo family's only son to come home with a bright smile on his lips, as usually Bara just let out a cold aura with a sharp glare as sharp as a knife.
The head of the family was amazed to look at the horror of his son who smiled like a fool. "It looks like your son has gone mad." Matteo chirped to his wife.
Sheila felt inadmissive, hitting her husband's arm until a small ringing sounded that satisfied her.
"He's your son too if you forget Math." Sheila's upset. Matteo laughed out loud.
Bara who was about to climb the elevator stopped when he heard the sound of laughter, the man turned to look at his parents who were sitting in the family room.
"It's not usual for you to go home like this, Bar" Matteo said shortly after seeing Bara join in and sit next to his wife.
Matteo clucked, pulling his wife's waist possessively when he saw Bara who was about to hug him.
"Dad!" pissed Bara. Then pull Sheila back closer. "Bara misses Mommy." murmured Bara. Like a child who was not given a toy, Matteo who saw his son's drama sneered.
"Depart, Math! I also miss my son." hearing Sheila's words, Matteo was forced to let go of the winding in his wife's stomach. His gaze turned to look at Bara who was now smiling victoriously, his arrogant son was now escorting Sheila to the top floor.
"Basar child do not know in profit." grunts Matteo when he saw his wife just resigned, too pampering the child yes like that.
"Opa." a little boy ran over, Matteo swiftly lifted him up on his lap. "It must be Papa?" the grandson's question made Matteo nod his head.
"Dev must have missed Papakan?" the boy seemed to think, then nodded timidly making him anxious. "Sana susulin, Papa Bara also miss Dev" said Matteo again.
The boy, whose full name is Devano Andara Matteo, shouted loudly, jumped from the lap of the Opa and ran after his father. Matteo who saw his granddaughter was smiling, Matteo had not seen Devano like that for a long time.
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