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Nania dropped her body on the sofa with her carry-on bag still on her back and the tumbler in the deck.Β
That day they immediately went home without any drama snack in the minimarket or even distribute food for children commonly found along the way, let alone go to the reading house. After all, Nania looked uninspired.
"Why are you?" Daryl approached her after putting the car keys on the desk and then grabbed her.
"I'm bete." While Nania paled her head on the cushions in the corner of the sofa.
"Bete?" Daryl took off the bag and took the tumbler in his arms, and then he put it on the table.
"Why? Talk to me, Malyshka!" The man removed the hair that was blocking his face, then he took off the shoes that were still attached to his little feet.
Nania was silent but her eyes looked teary. And his lips twitched as if he had a lot to say.
"What's wrong? Tell me!!" Daryl then lowered his head to look at his face more clearly.
Then Nania sobbed.
"Hey, why the hell? I was wrong? Say it! As I recall, I haven't yelled at you today? I haven't nagged either, so what exactly happened?" The man kept asking.
"Someone wants to take you away from me." Nania opened her voice, and her cries broke as Daryl framed her face.
"What?"
"Someone wants to live like me, have a husband like you, and he asks what made you choose me?" She was as bothered as a child who lost her favorite toy.
"What does that mean?"
"Why did you like me then? Why would you marry me? Poor fellow? I have a lot of problems, right?"
"City β¦." Daryl racked his brain in search of the right words. He could have messed things up if he gave the wrong answer.
"I'm also just thinking now, why did you marry me? My mother said it was ugly. There's no way anyone likes me." Nania remembered her mother's words.
"Geez!"
"Seriously, I used to say that."
"Just don't believe that! What's wrong with you?" Daryl held onto Nania's shoulder and shook it a bit tight.
"From tomorrow I won't let you talk to anyone at school even if it's your friend. Just make it dizzy!"
Nania is still sobbing.
"Look, I love you. That's why I marry you. And your mom says you're ugly? He must be blind. Other than her eyes, her heart was also just as blind then she said such a bad thing. And I think you're pretty." Daryl rubbed Nania's red cheeks with the back of his hand.
"And your friend asked me what made me choose you? Well, I guess he doesn't know about the existence of a heart and feelings for someone?"
Nania stopped crying.
"Did she also know about her name mate? Like Mama and Papi said, if we're a soul mate then what can we do?"
The woman looked at her husband's face.
"If not a soul mate why do we often meet and argue?"
"Because you often come to work I have your nephew. Yes, I see you often."
"Then of the many shops, cafes, or restaurants, then why do you choose the shop Ara to work?"
"Because only Ara shop that does not use heavy requirements for work. Just as serious as diligent capital."
"So? Is that a coincidence? I don't think so. Everything is already determined to happen like that, then why are you fighting over it?"
Nania was silent again.
"That's all unimportant, Malyshka. There must be no reason to love you, for to me you are so easily loved. For example, my family accepts you with everything you have. She loves you just as much as me and my brothers. Isn't that enough for you?"
"Those who want to seize whatever you have, or your life right now just don't know what you've been through to get to this point. They don't know you're the victim of your family's greed, lost a lot of things and fought alone when you should have a girl your age get protection from her family. And after knowing it all, can you guarantee that they still want your life? Or even want me?" Daryl wiped the remaining tears on the woman's cheek.
"Those who don't know me think I'm a nice, sweet and loving man, don't they?"
"Lisa thinks so." Nania open the sound.
"Lisa's? Did he say he wanted to take me?"
The woman nodded.
"Eh no, I mean he wants his life to be like mine. Who got your husband like you."
Daryl looked grunting.
"The son of the insurance company owner is a lot of whim."
"You know Lisa?"
"Know. Everyone who comes near you I know."
"Times?"
"Yes, of course. It's important to keep you out of danger. You are reckless and often trust people. And that's quite worrying."
"And I'm sure if they only knew what I really was, then surely no one would want to live with me" he said, while scooping the woman's body so that the distance between them disappears.
Nania chuckled softly.
"The cricketer, likes to scream and be emotional."
"See?" Daryl laughed. "Don't think of anything negative because it will destroy yourself. And it's very dangerous."
"I just thought of Lisa. What if he β¦."
"Sttt!" Daryl put his thumb on her lip so she stopped talking again.
"From tomorrow, don't talk to him or anyone else at school. I forbid you!"
"Huh?"
"Don't talk or listen to anyone. School, study, then go home. Talking to them makes you think negatively." said Daryl who looked at Nania's face fixedly.
"Malysha!!"
Then the woman nodded her head.
"Good girl." Daryl brought her face closer and she kissed Nania's lips gently.
"Be a fool, you will be spared from such people." He let go of Nania and got up.
"I have to check the data Dinna sent me." Said.
But the woman hugged her waist to hold him. And both of his hands clasped his sturdy shoulders so that Daryl returned to him.
"Malyshka?" Then Nania silenced him with a passionate kiss, and of course Daryl was unable to resist. So, he just let Nania do what she wanted.
"Babies?" But after a while Daryl stopped her because he felt that Nania had touched him too far. And it's gonna be very dangerous.
"I'll have to check on the job for a second, it's important." He removed the twists of Nania's hand from her shoulder, and the two female legs from her waist.
"Brand .. Daddy!!" Nania whining.
But the man just laughed. And he actually got up and rushed to his study upstairs. While Nania switched to hugging the pillow with anxiety because her feelings began to be unable to control her.
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