(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 69

In the silence of the night, Cempaka was contemplating alone. Sit in the front room, leaving the curtains open. Listening to the waves that are mutually simple. To live the journey he has traveled.

"How's Ani doing? I'd love to hear it." He sighed, imagining the figure of the middle-aged woman he had asked to be Eva's babysitter.

"May Caesar treat him well. You can't be rash, Ani. Don't let the sacrifice be in vain." Cempaka again muttered, really hoping to find out about Ani's news as well as the baby.

He fell silent again, flashed in the mind of the incident while still pregnant with the Twins. It was unexpected, but he was grateful because thanks to them Cempaka could bring the Twins with him.

"Manda!"

The rebuke from Lucy disturbed Cempaka's daydream about the events he experienced in his life.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" Lucy lands her ass on the couch opposite the woman.

Cempaka turned to face Lucy, his breathing felt heavy and long. He looked down, staring at his fingers before facing Lucy.

"I thought about Ani, Lucy. I just want to know about him. Is he okay," said Cempaka ended his long sigh.

Lucy also sighed, he could not deny the woman was indeed a big contribution to the departure of Cempaka.

"You're right, I think about it sometimes. I hope he's okay there." Lucy again sighed, something stuck in her heart and wanted her to ask from a long time ago.

Lucy raised her face, staring fixedly at the woman before her.

"What's wrong?" Cempaka asked feeling Lucy was constantly watching herself.

"I just want to know, how did you meet them?" ask Lucy curious.

Cempaka smiled, indeed no one knows the initial story he met with Ani. None, Cempaka just kept it alone.

"I met them when we did the examination first. In the hospital bathroom, no one knows." Cempaka looked at Lucy full of mystery.

****

Flashbacks

"Arjuna, I want to go to the bathroom. You go first, I'll catch up," Cempaka said after an examination at the time.

"Do I need to be with you, Miss?" bargain Arjuna with a look of anxious face.

"No need. I'm not going anywhere, Arjuna. I will catch up soon," replied Cempaka with a reassuring smile.

"alright. Be careful, Miss." Arjuna leaves Cempaka and lets her go to the bathroom alone to do her wish.

At that moment in the bathroom, Cempaka heard the sound of someone crying. The sorrowful cries that rang out in the ears. Curious, Cempaka who had finished with his wish approached the source of the sound.

"I don't want this baby. If they can't get rid of it, I'd rather die!" raved that voice in the midst of his sobs.

Cempaka's heart was racing, his rebellious instincts wanted to save. He forcefully opened the bathroom door, startling a woman inside.

"What are you doing! You idiot!" Cempaka brushed off the hand holding a razor and was about to slice his own pulse.

The woman with the distended stomach stood up, her eyes flushed in anger with what Cempaka was doing.

"Who are you? And why are you blocking me?" full of emotion.

Cempaka sighed, rubbing his reacting stomach. He closed his eyes for a moment before looking at the woman before him.

"Don't act stupid! By ending your own life, all problems will never be solved. You don't think about the feelings of the family you left behind. They will be sad to lose you. You are very valuable to your own family" said Cempaka.

"I know you're desperate, I understand that maybe you don't want the baby, but ending your own life is not the solution. There will be many tears that fall because of your departure. Think it out." Cempaka seduced, hoping the teenager in front of him undo the intention to end his life.

She cried again, dropping her body on the toilet. The cry of despair over what had happened to his life. Cempaka ventured to get closer, hugging the teenager.

For a moment, he felt the warmth of Cempaka's embrace. His heart calmed back. Cempaka took off a hug, rubbing her wet and messy hair.

"Who are you here with?" ask Cempaka later.

"My-my mother."

Cempaka sighed and said, "Maybe your mother is looking. What if his tiredness for looking for you had to be paid for with your lifeless body? You can imagine that, right?"

The teenager looked up, staring at Cempaka's bead with a patter of tears. He shook his head, not wanting to imagine it happening.

"Then, what should I do? I feel disgusted with myself. I don't want this kid either. What am I supposed to do?" He roared again, weeping over his poor fate.

"Maybe you can tell me. I'll help" said Cempaka as he asked her to get out of the bathroom and get out.

He invited the teenager to sit on a bench not far from the bathroom. Calm him to tell Cempaka.

"I was raped, Madam. A person who claimed to be part of the Aryan family took my chastity forcibly, but when I came to him he dodged it and would not acknowledge this child."

Cempaka. Someone from the Aryan family.

"Aryan family? You know what his name is?" tanya Cempaka astonished. There are many people who claim to be part of this distinguished family member. Just confessing.

"He claimed to be Gyan, Madam. He forced me to sleep with him even though I refused." He sobbed again.

"Gyan's? Who's she?" Cempaka thought who had the name. Oh, he's still very new to the neighborhood. I don't know who is a member of the family.

"Do you know what a man looks like?" ask Cempaka.

The teenager looked up, nodding small. "He's dark skinned, Madam. There's a mole over her right lip. That's all I know" he replied.

Cempaka was stunned, remembering anyone he saw in Caesar's house who had the sign.

Cempaka turns his head when he remembers someone. He was the young man Lisa had brought to the house. Maybe her?

"I know him. Do you want me to help you?" hail Cempaka with a smile.

There was an idea in his little brain.

"Can you ask him to take responsibility? Marry me?" He sparkles.

The sparkle disappeared as Cempaka shook his head.

"Maybe I can't help that, but I can help your son into the family" Cempaka said with a smile that reassured the teenager.

He turned away, snorting in annoyance because that was not what he wanted.

"Think first. This is my contact, you can call me if you've thought about it carefully." Cempaka gave him a piece of paper.

****

"So, Lucy."