The Marriage Order

S3 Believe me!

Reynand Pov's

Sheryl did not answer. His eyes were empty at me. His face changed, looking shocked. And I just remembered that this woman in front of me was pregnant.

"Re-Rey, w-what are you saying that's true?" her tan stammered and so softly in my ears.

My heart skipped a beat seeing her reaction and did not manage to say a word in response and it lasted quite a while.

"It's okay if you can't answer. I'm leaving, Rey!"

Sheryl may be disappointed not to get a definitive answer. He hurriedly got up, but was suddenly dazed. I caught that wacky body quickly.

"Be careful" I said.

"Thank you" he said, and did not rush to release himself from my arms.

All wrong. I was silent in the room. The conversation ended without a bright spot. A second later I woke up and felt guilty. Saying a truth that made him go into shock. The health of Sheryl and the baby she contains is more than anything.

I caught up with Sheryl at a quick pace. But he is no longer visible. Even in front of the elevator. The woman had left me, only to see the elevator door from outside.

Ting!

Suddenly the elevator door opened. Kayla was standing in it. Staring at me in wonder as he stood glued in front of the elevator.

"Well, Rey? What are you doing in front of the elevator?" he asked her who stepped out.

"Did you see Sheryl?"

"Sherily? Is she here?"

"I-yes that day."

"No. I didn't see Sheryl" Kayla replied. He and I were silent for a moment. "Oh come on, Rey! He has a family and has a life of his own. Why do you keep seeing her, huh?" said again.

"I have to see him because of his happiness."

"What do you know about his happiness? She used to say she never felt happy when she was with you. Let him get his happiness. Without you!" Kayla is serious. Seems very anxious to advise me. And strangely, I couldn't say that. A moment later, he asked, "Have you eaten, not yet?" Kayla looked down at a pack in her hand.

"Not yet."

"Let's eat together!" he said he grabbed my hand and dragged it into the room.

***

Sheryl Pov's

Half an hour later ....

I was already in the car. Drive alone. This head feels like it continues to pound incoherently. Be ill. My stomach suddenly starts to break. I was beginning to worry that my son was feeling the way I felt. Restlessness.

What the hell is this really? Why did Reynand say something he couldn't account for? He couldn't just accuse Baruna and Felicia. They can't hide anything from me.

My phone just kept ringing and I just glanced. Reynand's name is right there. I don't want to respond to it. Enough's enough! By hearing the words spoken from his lips alone, I became shocked like this. And he wants to add it again? Amazing struggle. I won't be affected. I only trust my husband.

My tears are unceasingly shaking. Undeniably, even though Reynand's words were bitter and I didn't want to believe it, I kept crying. My eyes were so blurred with tears blocking it. Unable to stand it, I rushed to pull the car over on the side of the road. I quickly picked up the phone next to me and called Baruna.

Baruna's voice was heard in her ears. He lifted. "Hello, Honey."

Quickly, I wiped away these tears. Adjust your breath in such a way, then answer the broom, "Darling, sorry I bother you. What are you doing?"

"I'm at the branch with Dad and David."

"David? Felicia's husband?"

"Yes, honey."

Baruna did not answer immediately and it made me wonder, but only in my heart.

"No. Just David and his son. David said Feli would catch up with them. It just so happened that David and I had business together. So since he was both here, he stopped by the office for a bit to bring his son."

I let out a sigh of relief. My negative thoughts disappeared. I'm sure Baruna had nothing to do with Felicia like what Reynand was accusing them of.

"Good," I said as I rubbed the stomach that instantly became calm.

"good? Meanin?"

"Yes. I think ...." I did not continue my words. My ugly mind said that they would meet alone there.

"Don't think things through. I'm not on vacation with Dad, honey."

"I miss you so much. Hurry home," I whined to him.

"Yes. Patience, yes. I must be home soon. Oh yes, Mr. Wicak said Sunday there is an award show for state entrepreneurs. Dad and I can't come. You're the one who came, huh?"

"I? But kan-"

"Just come to represent us. Your father and Reza are coming too. You will leave together."

"Yes, anyway." I nodded slowly.

"Thank you, honey. Then, I'll continue my conversation with David."

"Yes. I love you and trust you so much."

"I love you too. Just trust me. Once everything is in order, we'll go home" he concluded.

***

Baruna Pov's

I put my phone back in my pocket. Turn to the workspace. David, Dad, and of course the little boy seemed to be sitting on the sofa. They all turned their eyes towards me when I entered without knocking on the door again.

"Hows it? What did Sheryl say?" ask me directly to search with the question that is afraid if Sheryl suspects something.

"Nothing to worry about, Dad. He just told us to hurry home" I replied and sat down to join them.

"Dad's afraid he's asking questions and you can't lie to him a little." Dad responded to me again.

"Yes. I'm just worried Rey told Sheryl something. I don't know why he asked about Felicia because I said I met David here."

I glanced at David who was just quiet and listening to our conversation. Meanwhile, the boy .. I mean Rafael is busy with toys in his hands.

Shortly after, David turned to his son. "Rafa, stop playing. Papa wants to introduce them both to you."

Without answering, Rafael immediately stopped his game. He looked at his father for a moment and then at me and Dad took turns. His eyes looked confused at us. I felt nothing for the boy. Maybe because we didn't know each other before.

"Yes, Rafa .... The ones sitting there were Baruna's father and Anton's Grandpa."

"Dad? Grandpa?" Rafael's forehead shriveled confused to hear David's speech.

My heart is beating. Didn't think David would dare introduce me as Father to him. All over my body was trembling at the hearing of a word from Rafael's little lips. The word that should have been thrown by the lips of my son and Sheryl later. However, the boy instead stole the start first.

I grieved stiffly to Rafael. And the boy did not react. Stare flat at our faces. Dad and I looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

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Sorry, sorry, sorry for a few readers of this work. Honestly not being able to update every day. Last month next door, I forced a lot of updates, as a result of my hand injury. This month I took a holiday next door to condition a hand that likes his pain relapses. Understandably old. Haha.

Hope you enjoy this story until the end. If there is a chance, after this MO I might take another break to prepare another work.