Getting Married to My Enemy: Wounds in Marriage
Bloodily

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. The two human children in the room still did not speak up. If Dara did not want to talk to Rain, instead Rain who still did not find his tongue to speak even though many sentences that he had to say and convey to Dara, finally could only be silent, he said, look at the end of his shoes.

Rain berated himself for not being able to gain the confidence to start that conversation. He was not brave, only he was afraid that what he would say later, would make Dara even more hurt. However, the more she kept quiet and harbored, Rain was also afraid that the woman would forever hate her.

"Rain's sight was focused on a tray of food that was still full on an untouched plate maybe it was the food that Lilis had brought for the blood she did not want to eat.

"Why don't you touch your food? Is it not delicious?" asked Rain in a voice so soft. All this time he could not talk to women or be gentle. However, to Dara, Rain as much as possible suppresses his ego and also his rough temperament in order to make his wife feel comfortable.

Dara was still unwilling to answer Rain's question, even to glance at him she did not want to.

The man was almost desperate, but given his pregnant wife's condition, Rain stressed in his heart that he should remain patient. The man got up and sat on the edge of the bed not far from Dara's position.

Feeling burned from being near the man, Dara intended to get up and choose a chair for her to sit on, but Rain blocked her wrist, until the girl's steps came to a halt.

Dara tries to put Rain's hand down, but the man's strength is more than his.

"There's something I need to talk to you about seriously. Sit with me!" pinta Rain, patting the spot beside her.

Dara who felt unable to dodge again finally followed the request of the ruler, sat down beside him, but remained coldly staring in the other direction, even though she did not want to meet Rain.

"What's he... Is she okay?" tanya Rain looked at Dara's stomach which still looked flat.

the instant the blood multiplied his gaze towards the ring he clearly heard the man's sentence but wanted to ascertain the meaning of his words.

"Is he okay? Do you need anything, I mean for you and her?" tanya Rain increasingly pointed out the subject in her sentence.

"What do you mean who you mean by her word?" ask Dara open her voice. Now changing, he was so afraid to look at Rain. Maybe the man already knew he wasn't throwing away their baby.

"You and... Our son," he replied clumsily.

Dara's eyes are rounded. Curiosity and worry have finally been answered. How could the man know that he did not abort their child.

Is it possible that the man had gone to see the midwife and threatened her to confess? But it felt impossible, so where did the man know this?

"Kids? Which child do you mean? Didn't you throw it away?" tanya Dara tried to pry to what extent the man knew.

Rain was embarrassed. She is reminded again by Dara of her abomination who wants to get rid of her own baby. His innocent flesh and blood had to endure his emotions and anger, lucky for his wife to have an ocean-wide heart, to have patience and reason that could sort out what was good and right.

Rain was very grateful, Dara wanted to maintain her womb, but clearly the woman knew that the child in the womb was the enemy's child. The son of the man who had imprisoned him with the shackles of marriage.

To be honest Rain was embarrassed to meet Dara again. Rain felt that he did not deserve to be the woman's husband, but to release Dara, he was also unable to. The woman is so meaningful in her life, because although it is hard to admit, Dara was enthroned in the heart long before the problem of this child existed.

"I'm sorry, Dara. Please don't torture me anymore. I know I was wrong to doubt the boy, but after hearing the words from that jerk, I was sure that it was indeed my son, my flesh and blood," Rain replied in a choked voice.

Rain thought that he could make Dara's heart melt by hearing his confession that would admit the child, in fact, Dara was getting angry.

The man came to his room to admit that the fetus in his womb was his son just because he had listened to someone's words, which Dara believed was Kenzo.

Meaning Rain didn't really feel that what they were doing had produced a child in her stomach, still without any recognition from Kenzo today, the man will still deny that the child in the womb is his flesh and blood.

"You've tried to throw it away. So, you have no right to this child! She's my son, I'll take care of her and take care of her" Dara said, wiping away a tear drop on her cheek.

"I beg your pardon, Dara. I was wrong, but I will still acknowledge the child as my son, my heir!"

"Oh, yeah, don't you remember we were brothers? Our mother is the same. What if this kid is disabled? Are you also going to continue to acknowledge the existence of this child? Keep making him your heir? Introduce him in front of a lot of people and announce that he is your real son? Are you willing to do that?" challenge Dara who has thought first about what the consequences of the birth of the child will be.

Many incest cases that occur in the world, even he has also helped someone to give birth to illegitimate children due to his illegal relationship with his brother. The child was born with physical disabilities, malnourished and eventually had to leave this world.

However, every night Dara always prayed that her child be given good health and growth, and the almighty forgave all the sins they did as parents.

A few moments with the child in the womb, make their closeness stronger. Dara loved the fetus in his stomach and hoped to accompany him in the old days later but, if the power of other wills and decided to take his child then he has resigned. He knew God would give his best and decide what was good and not for his life.

Rain fell silent, he could not answer Dara's question at all. He realized what Dara said was true. They are brothers, how will the child in the womb of Dara turned out to be sick, bad-looking and even deformed whether he will also recognize our child as his flesh blood?

In addition, people will know that they are brothers because children born from blood relationships will generally experience terrible things. Then there will come curses, insults and scorn on him.