(POV NARA)
Mr. Johan and his wife visited our residence. Since it's the weekend, Mr. Johan doesn't really prioritize work even though the cafe is still open.
Currently we are sitting in the living room while eating the snacks that I have served. Mr. Johan and his son were heard talking about business. Meanwhile Mrs. Runi and me just listened.
"Nara, Senyo." Suddenly Mr. Johan memorized both of our names.
"When are you going to have kids?"
Degh!
"Uhuk uhuk!" Mr. Johan's words spontaneously made Senyo cough. He reached for the glass on the table, then downed the water until there was no toilet left.
"Why does Papa ask like that?" Senyo felt uncomfortable.
I was just as surprised. Having a child from Senyo is something that is impossible. Let alone to have children, we never touch each other.
"Your papa and mama are old. We want to immediately pet the grandchildren," said Mr. Johan. He must have thought that we had been sleeping in the same room.
"Don't be too fast, Mr. Leave everything to Nara and Senyo. Right, they're the ones who live it," said Mrs. Runi. I felt that she did not like her husband's words.
Senyo wiped the remaining water stuck to the lip area. He was still stunned by his father's actions.
"We're working on it too, Pa. The matter of having children or not is up to God alone." Senyo glanced at me while blinking. I believe that he is giving a code.
"Is that true?" Mr. Johan's eyes lit up.
"Yes. If Papa doesn't believe me, just ask Nara."
"How about it, Naraa?"
I want to scream. Telling Mr. Johan that his son would not allow us to sleep in the same room. I have lied to Mr. Johan many times. All this because of orders from Senyo.
"E-um, y-yes, sir," I replied nervously. Mr. Johan must have thought that we often had husband and wife relationships.
"Are there any signs of pregnancy?" he asked again.
"Not yet, Papa. After all, we just got married."
Mrs. Runi seemed to be pulling the side of her lips. She understands the drama we create. I believe that Senyo always told his mother about our marriage.
"Papa, pray that you will have children soon, okay? Oh yes, you should go on your honeymoon, "
"Huh, honeymoon?" Senyo's voice was higher.
"Yes. You don't have to worry about work, because Papa can take care of it myself."
"All right, Mr. Don't overdo it. They can also do it at home," added Mrs. Runi. Her expression suddenly sour.
"They haven't been on a honeymoon since the beginning of their marriage. Let them enjoy the good times before having children," replied Mr. Johan. He really wanted grandchildren apparently.
I'm so confused about how to respond. I didn't want to go with Senyo, because even then he would have ignored me. However, I was also unable to refuse Mr. Johan's orders. I know how stubborn he is.
"Senyo, you can order tickets today. The day after tomorrow you have to leave, huh." Mr. Johan made a spot heart again.
"Hah! Why so soon, Pa?" asked Senyo.
"Just listen to what I said. Don't argue! Show me the ticket if you ordered it"
Mr. Johan is indeed a good father-in-law. In fact, long before I married his son, he had treated me nicely. However, sometimes I can't stand his selfish attitude. Mr. Johan often imposes his will without caring how the person receiving it feels.
As it is now. Who also wants to honeymoon with Senyo? I also knew that he didn't want to go with me. I'm just afraid that Senyo will leave me in the city of people like that time. I can't imagine how difficult it would be for me to live alone in another area.
No one dared to go against Mr. Johan Mrs. Runi and Senyo elbowed each other. They happened to be sitting side by side. I took a deep breath. Then brushed my face roughly.
Mr. Johan and his wife withdrew when it was getting late. Before going home, they took the time to see room after room in this house.
When Mr. Johan opened the guest room door, he saw a mat and pillow lying there. His brows furrowed.
"Nara, there really isn't a bed in this room, hah?"
I was about to answer, but Senyo interrupted first.
"Oh, yes, Papa. It was intentionally left blank. Sometimes I like to lie there when I'm bored in bed," he lied.
Mr. Johan immediately believed his son's words. If only he knew that I was the one sleeping there. From the start the room didn't have a bed, because Senyo had intended to make it my bedroom.
***
The time I didn't expect had arrived. Tonight is the last night Senyo and me in home. Because next week we will live in a neighboring country.
Senyo has already booked his plane ticket since Mr. Johan's return from our residence. In fact he was also very forced to do this. I had prepared our clothes, then put them in the suitcase. I put my body back on the mat. Tonight I have to sleep early. Don't let us be late to go to the airport tomorrow.
I was just about to close my eyes when suddenly my phone rang. An unknown number called me.
"Hello," I greeted.
I faintly heard the sound of an ambulance from the other side. Coupled with some people's conversations that are not very clear.
"With Mrs Nara?"
"Yeah, me," I replied. I didn't recognize that deep voice at all.
"We are from the Hospital. Your husband named Senyo was in an accident."
"What! How could that be? Where is he now?"
I was so shocked that my phone slipped out of my hand.
"Hello!" I said after I managed to grab it back.
"Please come closer to Jln. Durian. Your husband wants to meet you here."
No need to wait long. I immediately hung up the call and left the house. Gone is my drowsiness. How could Senyo have an accident? My heart feels unsettled before I actually confirm the man's condition.
Fortunately Jln. Durian is not too far from our residence. So that makes it easier for me to take it even if only on foot.
It's ridiculous that I didn't find anything when I got there. My breath is still ragged. Can't wait to meet Senyo. Several times I circled the Jln. Durian. When my feet were nimbly walking, I suddenly felt that my body was being hugged by someone. I screamed with all my might. At the same time, my eyes were covered with a cloth. Someone grabbed my hand. The next second, my ass had landed on a chair. I believe that now I'm in the car.
"Arrrgh! Who are you guys? Let me go!" I squealed. My net could not penetrate the thick covering.
Looks like I've been framed. I heard some men's voices here. I recognized the voice of one of them, the one who called me earlier.
I just kept struggling, until they got bored and cursed my actions. I kick anything that is in front. Occasionally on their feet.
"Give this to that stupid girl!" Someone interrupts.
My neck was strangled, then a handkerchief was taped to my nose. I'm suddenly dizzy. It felt like my head was floating in the air. A few moments later, I no longer feel anything. The world seems to have stopped rotating.
***
Continued