A Rose for The Volunteer
part.1 (epilogue)
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Just call him Deka, the young man with shoulder-length hair is like a top actor. The handsome paras, the slightly curly long hair tied one, the watch on the right hand and a black strap bracelet on the left hand, his smile was always sweet, as sweet as his attitude to everyone, she is friendly and a little adorable.
I am his admirer, but he does not know me. I found out from a friend of mine, he is a person who is currently famous among humanitarian volunteers. She is valued by many, especially women, from teenagers to mothers.
Try to get a whatshap number, then run Follow IG, add facebooknya, long-time dare to follow in his footsteps, even if only by leaving a like sign in each post.
Not because I'm in love, I'm just a secret devotee who falls for his life story. The story of Deka's life is seeking the way of his Lord.
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The flashback
Deka threw the bottle of liquor on the wall, his head throbbed, the girl's face just kept interfering with his mind, the girl he loved, a few hours ago told him that she was pregnant and that she was his son.
Deka still convinced himself that it was not true, it was all a lie, but the pale face of the girl he had taken away her honor showed earnestness.
"He's your son Ka". Reva bends her face hiding her teary eyes.
"I'll take responsibility". Deka rubbed Reva's hair convincingly.
"Papa will not permit me to marry, my college is only in the 3rd semester, I'm the only son of papa who must nerusin his company and you...".
"Yes, I'm just a cab driver, that's what you mean". Deka scooped her hair, throwing her body at the end of a sofa that had been partially torn due to age, her face frustrated.
"Then I have to how". Deka confirmed his sitting position".
"Help me find someone to kill this kid".
"But I don't want this kid, papa can kill me if he finds out I'm pregnant, he might as well kill you".
"Mending me dead in your papa's hand instead of killing that innocent fetus".
"But I don't want to die yet, Kaaa, I still want to enjoy life".
Deka's face was increasingly frustrated, the girl he loved was more willing to enjoy his world than fight for their child. Maybe Deka was wrong to love the girl, but that's how love blinds everything.
"If you don't want to help, I'll find someone else to help me". Reva left Deka's rented house, Deka had wanted to prevent it but Reva's car had been away from him first".
Deva is just a high school graduate, her skills are just driving, sometimes she consumes alcohol with friends near where she lives, Deca who likes freedom, Deka who chooses to live far from her mother for freedom, and she is not, self-search he said at the time. No one even knows that Brother Deka is a military special forces officer currently serving overseas. But it's precisely that makes Deka hate her brother, Mother always compares herself with her Brother, Deva is a little badung but she is good at painting, unfortunately the mother does not like Deka's talent, Deka's, and that's one of the reasons Deva chose to leave home and find her own life in people's land.
The last bottle she held was thrown against the wall, she staggered to the sofa, Deka would not let Reva abort her child, no matter what.
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