The Sacrifice of Nayra

The Sacrifice of Nayra
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Day by day passed. Nayra was now preoccupied with her script. Every day he used to work with his laptop in the room. He never left his laptop except for prayers, meals and to the bathroom.


Nayra sometimes even went to bed late at night. Nayra was so excited because she wanted to get her bachelor's degree soon.


As a husband, Rama also understood his wife. He always gives support and motivation to Nayra so that Nayra is always excited in working on her script.


But in the midst of his busy life, Nayra did not forget to take the time to play with Kyara. Nayra does not want Kyara to lack affection and feel neglected because of the busyness of her parents.


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One afternoon Nayra took her time to accompany Kyara to play in the backyard. Nayra teaches Kyara to ride a four-wheeled bicycle. Kyara looks really happy. He pedals his bike slowly. Nayra followed him from behind.


"Let's love you can!" exclaimed Nayra cheering her beloved daughter.


"Kiya can do Ma. Looky!" sahut Kyara pedaling her bicycle.


Not forgetting Nayra took a photo of Kyara using her cellphone camera and sent the photo to Rama via whatsapp. It just so happened that afternoon that Rama had not returned home from the office.


Love because of love..


You don't need to ask...


Nayra's phone suddenly rang. Rama called him. Nayra sat down on a wooden bench and answered.


Nayra: "Assalamu'alaikum Mas"


Frame: "Wa'alaikumsalam"


Nayra: "What's wrong? Why hasn't Rama come home yet?"


Rama: "Sorry baby, today I will be home late. There are a few things I need to finish at the office. Oh yeah baby, I also want to tell you that tomorrow morning I'm going to Singapore"


Nayra was shocked to hear Rama's words.


Nayra: "What?? Rama's going to Singapore tomorrow?"


Rama: "Yes dear. I have to leave for Singapore tomorrow morning. I have a project there"


Nayra: "Why is it so sudden? Why didn't you tell me before?"


Rama: "Let's talk again at home! Now I have to work. I'll close the phone first, baby! Assalamu'alaikum"


Nayra: "Wa'alaikumsalam"


Nayra's face suddenly changed. Nayra's once cheerful face, now turned moody.


"Moment.."


Kyara's voice made Nayra wake up from her daydream. Suddenly, Kyara was standing in front of her eyes.


"Honey.. Are you done with your bike?"


"Udah. Kiya tired of Ma"


"Mama's boy.. We went in yuk! Mama's gonna give Kiya chocolate ice cream"


"Yeeayyy. asiiijk"


Nayra holds Kyara and takes her inside the house.


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THAT NIGHT


Nayra was busy working on the thesis in the room. He occasionally glanced towards the wall clock. The clock was at eight o'clock at night. Nayra felt uneasy because until now Rama had not returned home.


"Mistake.. Papa where's Mah?" asked Kyara who was playing with a doll next to Nayra.


"Papa's coming home soon, baby. Kiya is now bobo yes, it's late at night. We'll play again tomorrow"


"Yes Ma"


Nayra closes her laptop and holds Kyara and lays her body on the bed. Then Nayra lay down beside him. Nayra petted Kyara while gently stroking her head. Shortly after, Kyara fell asleep.


Chequek!


Suddenly the sound of the door opening. Nayra turned her head towards the source of the voice. Rama just got home from the office.


"Assalamu'alaikum" Rama said softly.


"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Have you gone home yet?" Nayra got up and welcomed her husband.


"Udah Mas's. Just now he's bobo"


Nayra also helps Rama release his suit and tie.


"Mas Rama wants something to drink? Let me make it"


"Yes dear. Make me some tea! I'm gonna take a shower first"


"Yes Mas"


Nayra came out of the room and went to the kitchen to make tea. Rama went into the bathroom to clean himself up.


A few minutes later, Nayra returned to the room with a cup of tea in her hand. He put the cup on the table. After that Nayra sat on the sofa while waiting for Rama to finish bathing.


After bathing and changing clothes, Rama sat down beside Nayra and drank his tea.


"Tomorrow Mas Rama leaves for the airport at what time?"


"Nine o'clock in the morning"


"How long is Mas Rama in Singapore?"


"I'll try to get home as soon as possible"


This is not the first time Rama has gone abroad on business. But only this time, Nayra felt sad because she was going to part with Rama. Rama saw sadness in Nayra's eyes. Rama grabbed both of Nayra's hands and held them tightly.


"I'm so sorry I had to leave you, too. But you know what my job is like. I'm an architect. Sometimes I get clients from out of town or abroad. At that time, I signed a contract with a client from Singapore. I promise every day I'll call you"


Nayra just kept quiet while looking at her husband's face. His eyes are starting to water.


"Actually I also want to take you and Kyara away with me. But now you are the thesis. I promise after this project is over I'll take a whole month off. I'll take you and Kyara on vacation wherever you want. Yea?"


Rama tries to convince Nayra but Nayra remains silent. Then suddenly Sofia's shadow flashed through Nayra's mind.


"Is Sofia also coming with Mas?"


"Yes. But you don't get jealous, baby! Sofia's just my secretary. And he just helped me with my work. That's all, nothing more. After all we didn't just go both ways. We're a team"


"But I'm afraid.. Sofia is so beautiful. I'm afraid if I don't exist, you'll be tempted by him"


"Darling, have I ever been tempted by Sofia before? Don't you? Earlier I also invited Sofia if I can project out of town or abroad, because she's my secretary"


"But I'm afraid of you"


"You don't have to be afraid. To me you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I won't look at any other woman besides you. Do you believe me?"


Nayra nodded her head.


"I believe in you, Mommy"


"Thank you dear"


Rama pulls Nayra into his arms. Without notice there are clear water droplets that fall wet both cheeks Nayra. Nayra was sad because from tomorrow she would part with Rama for quite a long time. So too with Rama. Just this time he felt heavy about having to part with Nayra.


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