The Love Story of Nayra
Chapter 51 Regret

Bian walked down the hospital corridor, stiap the sentence spoken by the doctor like a dagger stuck in the heart. What he had to do to make up for all those painful mistakes. If time could be repeated, maybe he would not make a patal mistake like this.

His soul was shaken, lamenting the cruelty inflicted on the girl he loved so much.

In other places Baskoro is not much different from his son. Her soul is also shaken, feeling guilty about not being able to look after Nayra 18 years ago, feeling guilty about marrying Nayra to her son, feeling guilty about not being able to protect Nayra from the cruelty of her son. When it happens, who is to blame? Who is responsible for everything. Given how much they loved a little boy named Nayra 18 years ago. Disappointed in yourself, disappointed in your own son, disappointed in your own wife.

Similarly, Santi cried in the hospital garden, shed regrets stifled in the body. How very loud to utter insult for humiliation, a little boy who was so loved 18 years ago, a little boy who spoiled her called her mommy in the past. If only her self heard the words of the husband, surely regret will not stab his heart. Making amends is not enough with tears. One family was weeping over his regrets elsewhere. Not Baskoro, Bian is like Santi. All three shed tears, tears of sorrow and regret.

Nayra opened her eyes slowly finding Ratna's mami faithfully waiting for her to wake up from her long slumber.

"You up, son? It seems like all night your sleep was disturbed Lian.Sorry mommy didn't accompany you all night." Feeling guilty seeing Nayra unable to sleep well. Ratna does not know if Nayra is sleeping due to the influence of sedatives.

"Mommy." Lirih. "Dear, is mom here? Breakfast first, mommy will help breakfast." Nayra just nodded.

"Mommy. Nayra wants to heal mam. Nay wants to live with mom. Do you know where my mom's grave is?" Her question was hoping to visit her parents' meal.

Ratna nodded. "Will my mom take me there?" Ask her again.

"Honey, I promise I'll bring you sick to Pandi and Cindi's death after the doctor lets you go home."

"Thank you mami." Both women of different generations are the same - the same tears with different versions.

Bian returned to the mansion accidentally meeting baskoro sitting leaning on the sopa while closing his eyes. Bian could see that Baskoro's tears still appeared in the corner of his eye. Walking past the grieving Baskoro lamented his tribalism.

Bian cried himself in the room alone. Who can help him to heal his broken feelings? Only Nayra can make their hearts heal. The apology they need, how could Nayra give her an apology if she saw herself Nayra was already scared. Abandoning herself in a foreign country causes the deepest trauma in the girl's soul.

"I'm sorry Nay. I misjudged you all along. I'm sorry" she sank.

Baskoro enters his son's room to see his son falling apart.

"Aren't you cleaning up? Why are you crying? Did you lose the trillions tender? What makes you like this?" Her question was concerned for her son.

"Clean yourself, daddy wants to talk about something." Baskoro was about to step away from Bian, but was prevented.

"Speak dad, I'll hear it!"

"It's about Nayra, my ex-daughter-in-law."

"I know, Nayra's still daddy's daughter-in-law no matter what."

"Nayra's still my wife's right, we haven't got a hammer on us yet."

"Daddy will help Nayra get away from you and marry Nayra to Lian. Lian can take good care of Nayra." Baskoro kilah.

"No." Bian was angry to see his daddy intending to marry his wife to another man.

"Don't be selfish Bian, do you want to kill Nayra slowly? Just seeing daddy Nayra is not nice, then what about you?" He asked as if he was mocking his son.

"If you hadn't ignored daddy's advice all along, maybe your household would have been happy. Your marriage has been over a year under the terms of the agreement you should divorce Nayra. Daddy's gonna sue you if you don't make the deal according to procedure."

Bian squashed at Baskoro's feet crying a mouthful. "I'm sorry daddy. I love Nayra, daddy knows how sick I am when I hear Nayra is gone. I lost my identity dad. Please let Nayra remain my wife. I love her dad, very."

"Chew, only now do you say love. Where's your love all this time? Even you can get married again without thinking about your wife's feelings? You've hurt that poor girl too much, suggested daddy let go Nayra let her be happy with another guy."

"No dad. Nayra is my life, I will not let go of Nayra. Even if I had to sacrifice my life even though I would do my dad."

"good. Give life to Nayra and then get out of this world and Nayra will be happy if you're gone."

Degs... Bian was speechless, unable to fight his daddy which made him die a flea. His mouth was locked tightly.

"Don't impose your will Bian. You know, daddy's feeling for Nayra right now. Daddy feels guilty not being able to keep her, daddy is guilty of marrying you to Nayra, daddy is guilty of not being able to protect Nayra from the cruelty of my wife and child. You know Bian, Nayra's even reluctant to see daddy. Daddy loves Nayra very much, when he found that Pandi and Cindi did not persevere daddy was round will always protect her. But daddy instead brought Nayra into the scope of a terrible suffering for the girl."

"You don't love Nayra sincerely, if you love her, you will know her by using your heart.

Don't say love, if you don't know what love is. Learn from this incident, Don't act as you please."

"Daddy won't stay silent if you keep teasing her." Baskoro left his silent son.

"What I have to do God, I don't want to be far from Nayra. I can't afford to lose her."

"My nayra, my wife, my beloved. Ii'm sorry. Don't hate me, Nay"

Bian recalled hitting Nayra ambiguously, imagining Nayra's face silently with tears. The radiance of his eyes back then was extremely pitiful.

"What I was doing back then" She was frustrated. "I've put some distance between us Nayra."

Seriate.