If her parents found out, they wouldn't take it for granted, and there would be a heated argument. But if Daisy went back to Gerald's house, she couldn't afford to eat the hatred and curses of her mother-in-law. Daisy's mind was screaming loudly, competing with the noisy vehicles that seemed to mock her sadness. But Daisy just stares, her body is tired and so is her heart.
They stood on the side of the road for a long time, both of them silent. Feeling each other's feelings as they cry out to the Lord of the Night.
Until the two of them stayed at the hotel. Gerald couldn't force his wife to go home. He knew Daisy needed time to come to terms with her mother's attitude, which couldn't be understood in one meeting of the eyes.
They walked down the street, lucky that the destination hotel wasn't too far away, and thankfully Gerald had his wallet in his jacket, even though he was wearing sleep pants. But at least, it was safe for him and Daisy to leave their tiredness to the night sky.
"I'm going to the pharmacy first."
"I'll accompany you, okay?" offered Gerald after expressing confusion. Yes, he didn't know what she was going to buy at the drugstore. One thing is for sure, Gerald was happy that his wife was willing to talk again.
"No, you just wait here."
Gerald just nodded, his wife not out of sight until she returned with a paper bag. Feeling guilty, that's what Gerald felt when the first night of marriage had to make his wife have to walk like this. It was already eleven o'clock at night, and no taxi had passed by him since then. He didn't even have his cell phone with him, sadly.
After a few minutes, the Raffles hotel, the most popular hotel in Xamada City was there to welcome them. The atmosphere was quite quiet, because it was already late. Without thinking, Gerald entered the lobby and went straight to the reception desk to register for lodging.
Daisy's heart sank when she got room number 207, and again Denver came to mind. How could it not be? The number was so reminiscent and special. It was a combination of the date and month of her engagement with Denver.
"I want a different room," Daisy pleaded.
The two young ladies behind the reception desk looked puzzled, perhaps because Gerald had said to book a room for a couple. But suddenly, Daisy asked for a different room from Gerald. The two women's expressions were as if they couldn't believe that Daisy and Gerald weren't husband and wife.
However, Gerald ignored them. All he cared about was his wife's comfort.
"Okay, but our rooms must be next to each other," Gerald said.
"I'm sorry, but rooms 206 and 208 are occupied," explained the receptionist, to which her friend nodded.
"What about connecting rooms?"
"Connecting rooms are also full."
Not wanting to wait for a lengthy registration process, Daisy snatched the room key from the desk that the woman had handed her. Her body was so exhausted that she wanted to get a good night's sleep to forget about her terrible fate. It didn't matter that she shared a room with Gerald, he was her husband after all. A foreign husband.
"Daisy, wait for me!"
When they arrived at the hotel room, Daisy went straight to the bed and wrapped her body with a blanket. While Gerald slept on the sofa. Uh ... what kind of first night is this?
Gerald stared at the rooftop for a long time, his eyes unable to close. Choosing to read some of the past events, he made fun of himself. The grief Daisy felt was not just from her pregnancy, Denver, or Karen. But him self had a hand in putting a thorn in jasmine's side. Her thorns were even sharper than the others.
'I'm sorry, Daisy.'
***
The night has passed, the sun began to warmly greet. The handsome face squirmed as the sunlight came in from the window and shone on his body. It made the man gasp when he woke up without seeing Daisy no longer in bed.
Where had she gone?
"Daisy?"
Rushing to the toilet, Gerald put his ear to the door. There was the sound of water coming from inside. Thankful that his wife hadn't left, Gerald was really worried that Daisy was acting up. Maybe he was thinking too far, but nothing is impossible for a woman in trouble, like his wife.
"Are you in there, Daisy?"
Calls and knocks on the door did not make Daisy answer from inside, and that made Gerald even more anxious.
"Daisy?"
"Daisy?"
"You're inside, right?"
There was still no response. If Daisy was fine, she wouldn't be like this. The door was also locked. Damn. There is no other way but to forcibly open the door.
With just a jolt of his shoulder, the door was thrown wide open. Gerald found Daisy sitting, hugging her knees with her body left soaking in the water from the shower. Her head was leaning against the wall, calm, but not her soul.
"What are you doing, Daisy?"
Panic was overwhelming. Gerald rushed over to her and turned off the shower. Don't let his wife get sick from the cold.
The beautiful face that felt cold was framed with both hands. Then Gerald buried it in a hug. He rubbed and kissed the top of her head and forehead. Truly, Gerald could not see her like this.
"Please don't be like this, Daisy. You may be hurt by what my mom said, but you should know that you still have me."
"Go away!" Daisy exclaimed as she broke the hug and moved her body away from Gerald. She hugged her knees again and continued crying.
Gerald just realized that there were many test packs scattered in the toilet. Two red lines seemed to color the all-white toilet. There was also a paper bag with the logo of the pharmacy Daisy had visited last night. It turns out that his wife bought this many test packs last night.
"Daisy...," Gerald touched her hand, but was quickly brushed away.
"Go away, Ger. You don't understand what it's like to be me," she said softly, almost shaking. A tremble that represented the pain of her soul.
It hurt Gerald to see his wife like this. He wanted so badly to reach out to her slender body, which was only clad in thin pajamas. Even though she was shivering, Daisy seemed to be enjoying her body being tortured by the cold that pierced her skin.
Now Daisy looked at her husband. "I was just hoping that out of all these test packs, there would be one with a single line, but it turns out ... I really am pregnant. I stupidly didn't know what had happened. This damned thing is ruining my life, Ger...," she continued before Daisy collapsed.
Oh God!
"Daisy?!"