Wife Titipan

Chapter 22

"I can't possibly fall in love with a mature woman, this feeling is definitely not love." Bayu again denied what his heart said.

"Conscious Bayu. Who are you and who is Najma. She's the daughter of a rich man, look who's here your rival. You are not comparable to the man he loves. As the saying goes, you are just crumbs in his eyes. There's no chance for you Bayu." Bayu scolded himself. Not only that, he also cursed his heart that seemed to be selfless, daring to put the taste of women as beautiful and perfect as Najma.

"Aggh.... Shakira Najma!" Bayu ruffled his hair in frustration. The woman made him forget everything over the past few months, forget his loyal girlfriend in the village, forget the request of his parents who told him to go home soon and forget his status is not equal with Najma.

"Bayu.." Najma's sweet voice greeted his hearing made Bayu stiffen. Did Najma listen to what she said?

"Would you not accompany me for a walk?" Bayu cleared his throat, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then Najma did not hear what he said.

"Where to go?"

"After around here, Bayu. Think of it as afternoon exercise," said Najma, his hand stroked his stomach that had been protruding, time passed without feeling the age of the womb has stepped on the fifth month.

"Alright," said Bayu. Najma smiled as she smiled, she invited Bayu to follow her steps. The garden behind his house was chosen by Najma as the location of his streets, with his stomach protruding Najma increasingly looks charming in Bayu's eyes.

And Bayu was proud that he was the one who made Najma that way. Najma's pregnant with her child. "here's my favorite place to play." Najma pointed to a very large acid tree, he used to collect acid fruit to be used as a toy with his childhood friends first.

"Your parents aren't angry you're playing in the woods?" asked Bayu, the forest here is not maintained many wild plants thrive.

"No. At least long time haven't been home sought." Najma sat his ass on the trunk of a fallen tree.

"I used to think being an adult was fun, but it turned out that it wasn't. If I can, I'll be a kid again." Bayu let out a long sigh, he ventured to touch Najma's stomach.

"What happened in the past will not be repeated, the most important thing now is to live this life" Bayu said. Najma's face turned wry.

"I hope this baby will bring a new color to my life." Najma stared at Bayu's brown netra. Again the beautiful round eyes of Najma make Bayu again mired in the charm of the woman.

*****

After spending a lot of time thinking, Bayu decided to go back to his hometown. He had found a good reason to go home, Bayu thought there was no reason to expect a taste for Najma. Bayu conveyed his wish to Najma.

"Wood you'll come back here again, won't you?" said Najma, after Bayu conveyed his meaning.

"That's it, but it doesn't seem to." Bayu pressed his cheek against Najma's stomach to feel the movement of her baby-to-be there. There is an evil plan in Bayu's head to kidnap this baby later after birth, but he immediately dismissed his evil thoughts.

"So you're not coming back?" Najma said softly, almost sounding like a whisper of his feelings now mixed.

"That's possible. I still remember what made us like this. You've got what you want, so there's no reason for me to come back here. "

"Then what should I say. If our son asks who is his real father?" Najma cursed her mouth which smoothly said those words. Why is he now so this seresah thinks Bayu will not come back to see him.

Bayu took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. He stroked Najma's hair which felt smooth. "On that you just calm down, sometimes I will visit it even if you allow," said Bayu. There was a sense of tightness squeezing his chest as he said that sentence.

"Wood." Najma called out the name of the man in front of her softly. I don't know why he didn't feel willing to be abandoned by Bayu.

Bayu frowned deeply, seeing the sadness in the woman's eyes. "That's it. Do not put on a sad face like that later the baby is also sad. You have to be happy all day, so that when the baby is born he grows up to be a cheerful child."

"You should come back here again Bayu." Instead of answering Bayu actually hugged the woman. If it may be honest Bayu also wants himself back, but as he said earlier he has no reason to stay by the woman's side.

A few days before....

Bayu who was on his way home was intercepted by a car. When the car owner came out Bayu immediately recognized him. Pram arrogantly approached Bayu, clutching his shirt collar with explosive emotions.

"That's right! You've been instrumental in keeping Najma away from me!" Bayu swiftly dodged when Pram wanted to hit him. Although he could be said to be a snot boy, but he mastered martial arts. Bayu did not want to be provoked Pram emotions, he tried to stay calm facing the man in front of him.

"Why are you doing this Bayu? You forget the agreement we made," said Pram, he was angry when he got information from his hired man that Najma who had been hidden by his father was living alone with Bayu.

Bayu scoffs in the heart, 'covenant' Pram said. He never made a pact with the man, whom the man had forced him to marry Najma. So here Bayu felt he did not break a covenant.

"You're rude, I'm not sure the fetus in Najma's birth survived until the moment she was born" Bayu said, with a very calm disposition.

"Cleash the Bayu about who you are. You want to have Najma that's just your dream in broad daylight. You have nothing to be proud of so that Najma can turn to you, with your circumstances you will not be able to make him happy that Najma will suffer because life is destitute with you. While me! I have everything that makes him happy. His entire body would be filled with luxurious jewels. Even every step of her foot would be gems!" Said Pram arrogantly. Mayu is aware of what and who she is. No need Pram insulted him, he would naturally retreat because he did not want to become a usurper belonging to others.

*****

"Why would you like to see the boy?" Bagas looked at his wife who now had a cynical face.

"He's our son. You forgot how hard it was for us to have children and now you easily don't recognize Najma as your son."

"I will not recognize Najma as my son as long as she is still pregnant with that poor young boy! You already know Najma was wrong to defend him desperately." Risma grunts. What dream would he have of having offspring from the seed of someone who did not come from blue blood.

"Whatever mistake Najma made he would still be my favorite son" Bagas said, not caring about people's judgments of him. Excessive love and affection for his only child, making him dark eyes.

Risma screeched, she let her husband go. If arguing about children he always loses, actually Risma does not really hate her son just too disappointed with the treatment of Najma.

After Bayu left her. Najma continued to put on a cramped face, left in a place like this Najma felt isolated. Just imagine the distance between houses can be 60 - 100 meters. Actually some of his childhood friends still live in the area, but Najma is too lazy to meet them back.

Najma, who was relaxing, frowned at the sight of a car entering the courtyard. Najma turns lethargic when she realizes that it's her father's car, she doesn't want to meet anyone right now. What else caused him to be in this place his father, he was so upset that when his father smiled at him now he did not reply.

"You're okay, right?" bagas asked, his gaze fixed on Najma's stomach that looks distended. Realizing his father's gaze, Najma immediately hugged his stomach as if protecting the baby.

"What are you doing here for again? go home there, I don't want to meet anyone."

Bagas smiled blandly, the sentence made him hurt. "you are my son, at my old age you are the only reason for me to be happy." Najma gulped at his father's answer. That sentence was so slapping him. He had always been spoiled, what he asked from his father must have been granted.

"How is your relationship with Bayu?" the look on Najma's face suddenly changed. Bagas immediately switched the conversation, however he did not want to see his daughter cry.

"just fine. Bayu is now returning home." Bagas was surprised to hear Najma's reply. Bayu returned to his hometown the man did not tell him of his return. Bayu leaves Najma. He has given his trust to Bayu.

When I first met Bayu. Bagas immediately liked it to see Bayu's polite nature towards the elderly. "Papa did not know that Bayu returned home. What did he tell you before he left?" bagas asked, he felt something was wrong because Bayu said he would not leave before Najma gave birth.

"Bayu said with the atmosphere of his hometown and his parents," said Najma, saying what became the reason Bayu left him.

"When will he come back?" Najma grunts. Bayu did not even give certainty when exactly he would come back here again.

"I don't know, but Bayu said it's possible that he won't come back here again" Najma said. Bagas observed the expression on Najma's face which bore a vexation.

"I think there's another reason why Bayu left you." Najma recalled the change in Bayu's attitude in recent days. Bayu often daydreams and sometimes Bayu is often indifferent if he talks.

While Bagas' mind is now fixed on one person, Pram. Surely that damn guy managed to meet Bayu and threaten him. "You want to come home with Papa?" Najma rolled her eyes, her relationship with Risma was not good. Her mother did not accept that she was pregnant with Bayu's child.

"No. I better be here, I don't want to see Mama and Papa arguing, I'm dizzy. It's quieter here" said Najma.

"Alright, but don't even think about getting back with Pram."

"Where is it possible. Just getting out of here is unlikely. The bodyguards that Papa paid for were always watching my movements," said Najma ketus, he felt short of breath because he was not free to do what he wanted.

*****

In the morning Najma had woken up from his sleep, the morning dew that had stuck to the leaves had not yet gone from his place. Najma is tired of not having people who can obey his wishes, about Bayu the young man seems to be not going back to see him.

Najma hugs a cat doll that Bayu once gave her. Cute doll that always accompany his nights, it never occurred to Najma if his fate would be like this. Najma sighed, he came out of his room to get some fresh air.

Najma walks in his yard, towards the swing that used to be where he played, Najma is not deterred to swing even though he had fallen. The swing is now rusty due to age. The equipment can also no longer be used.

Najma grimaced as the creature inside her stomach kicked, she stroked her stomach lovingly. "When you were born. Mama will accompany you play, you will be her favorite Mama." After her child was born Najma decided not to become a career woman again, she wanted to be a full housewife so she could always be with her child. Pram would have agreed to his decision.

Speaking of Pram. Najma had no idea how the man was doing. Whether the man is still alive or has been dead from months of despair of not finding him, or quite the opposite. Pram has been happy with another woman who is able to shift Najma's position in his heart. But Najma hopes Pram is still as loyal to her as he was to make himself the first and last love of his life.